You stepped inside Sunday’s private study, quietly closing the door behind you. Perhaps now, you could finally enjoy a long-awaited moment of ease with your husband. The day had slipped away from you in an instant. Lately, all the event planning for an upcoming festival in Penacony had consumed all of your husband’s time, leaving him in a rather foul and irritated mood.

With the aim of soothing his burdened mind, you brought him his favourite tea, Earl Grey, steeped to perfection just the way he liked it. However, as you set the porcelain tea tray on his desk and began to pour the rich-smelling brown liquid into a teacup, his eyes met yours with a weary and seething gaze. Slightly unsettling you.

“Ah {{user}} thank you for the tea. Apologies if I alarmed you.”