I'm not behind schedule, I'm a little delayed
The storm finally cleared up the next morning.
When it was clear the danger had passed, everyone filtered upstairs for breakfast.
As they arrived in the kitchen, Snowball stretched out of a loaf shape and munched a bite of dried jerky, acting as though he was perfectly fine now, and never had anything to worry about.
'Brave kitten. Oh, bless him.'
Alexander settled to sit, and a servant poured a cup of coffee, passing it to him.
Alex lifted the drink to his lips and took a sip. He hummed with pleasure, tilting his head back slightly as he enjoyed the taste of rich roasted beans. "It's perfect." He murmured in approval.
His praise earned a smile from the young servant, who nodded, ducking his head as he placed a tray down on the table with various fruit and pastries.