She shakes her head no, guess it won't just be Anastasia working her mouth

You give a wave as you walk out of the room and close the door behind you. Taking a step you reach over and knock on the wall three times. Anastasia's bodyguard appeared from the end of a hallway and walks to the door taking position outside it without looking at you.

You sigh wondering if you are ever going to get along with her again. For a fleeting moment you thought you were getting along. Shame it's your fault you ruined that.

On the way to the dinning room you hear Black and White chatting behind a door. You consider for a moment before knocking on the door.

"Come in." White says loud enough for you to hear. Walking inside the pair look a bit surprised to see you. "Master Christopher how can we help?"

"Hey sorry to disturb. I was wondering how Clare and Delilah were going."

"Clare is a much better dresser than you." Black says looking your uniform up and down. You follow her eyes feeling like that is a bit harsh. Accurate sure but still, harsh. "She's also much better at acting like a noble than you are." That felt more accurate that harsh.

"Delilah's a bit off and on. Sometimes she holds herself like a real noble, other times she..." White started then trailed off.

"Seems lower born than everyone else in the capital." Black finished for her. She is being very harsh right now, what did you interrupt?

"But they are doing ok, not miserable or anything?"

"Clare fine, bored but fine. Delilah, she spent the day asking about you. Where you sleep, what you learn, how often you visit the estate, how often you have sex with Ana, and everyone else." White went on smirking at you.

"When she wasn't asking about Ana's mother and how the nobility is organized. Half of her is taking quite the interest in being a noble." Black said suspiciously. "Where did she come from exactly?"

"Member of my father's staff." You said to the pair. "We grew up together and as I learned two days ago she had a crush on me." The pair look at each and smirk.

"And how many years did it take for you to figure that out?" Black said with enough of a sardonic tone that you nearly had to take a step back to let it all out of the room.

"Did I interrupt something? Sorry if the two are more work for you." You asked hoping you were alienating yet more of Anastasia staff.

"Oh don't mind her, she's just upset because now that Ana has you we aren't getting her to ourselves anymore." White said waving off Black who rolled her eyes.

"Oh ah, sorry?" You didn't know how to respond to that.

"Well if you want to make it up to us." White tugged at her neckline and with a sultry smile.