Further Revelations

On the cold winter morning, the breakfast table was filled with hot food. The aroma of hot delicious food hovered the table, triggering the appetite of the people at the table. The steam from the hot coffee could be the metaphor for the rising happiness of cheerful faces, except for one. 

Elric sat there with a grumpy look. He silently glared at the butler every now and then as he sipped the tea. The poor butler kept on wondering the cause for his master's bad mood. He smiled nervously, trying to please his master but the stoic face ignored the smile and continued sipping his tea in a bad mood. The butler turned towards Evelyn and saw her smiling reassuringly that nothing happened.

Just when he nodded at her, Elric spoke, "Fix your timing, or else I will have to fix you soon." His words held a mildly threatening tone, intimidating the poor soul.