Yes and she is in need of saving

When you neared the door you heard the sound of scolding. "You can't just eat anything you want." You opened the door a bit and saw Delilah sulking on a chair while the cook waved a wooden spoon at her. "Just because you and the Young Master are finally together doesn't mean you get to act some spoiled brat all of a sudden."

"I'm just hungry." Delilah whined as you walked into the room.

"Then why are you only eating the mea - Oh Young Master," The cook said looking up at you then at the threatening wooden spoon he was wielding at Delilah, "sorry I didn't hear you knock, what can I prepare for you." He gave Delilah some side eye as Delilah got out of the chair to hug you, "Sadly we have no more cold cuts of meat left."

Delilah spun around to give her an apologetic but then slunk around behind you. "I said I was sorry."

The cook re-brandished his weapon and Delilah hid behind your back which stopped him from saying anything. Delilah was using you as a noble shield and the cook clearly had no idea what the current dynamic was. You pulled Delilah around to your side and she was looking very embarrassed and her sudden fixation on meat is clearly down to her and Eve's merger. "She's going through some changes, it's not her fault." The cook's aura reflects what you figured he would be thinking, you are covering for her.

"Of course Young Master." The cook lowered the spoon and walk to the basin to clean up some.

Delilah kissed your shoulder in thanks. You aren't sure you handled that correctly but let's focus on more important matters. Delilah was still wrapped around you as you left the kitchen and the moment the door closed her hand ran down your stomach and she bit your ear. "I've always wanted to do this." She whispered as her hand tried to slip into your pants.

You grabbed her wrist getting an unhappy noise in reply. "Actually I did need your help with something." You pulled her around to your front.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah I know that's why," She wrestled her wrist free and grabbed your crotch, "I'm doing this." She gave you a soft peck. "Will it get big in my hand?" She asked but before you could say anything. "Oh what does it feel like?" She stopped her hand movements as she asked. "Oh right." She laughed and her hand sped back up, the conversation she had been having with Eve apparently resolved.

"Wait, wait, wait. Not with that." As you said that you grabbed her hands.

Both Eve and Delilah let out a disappointed, "Awww." The two voices at once was a bit distracting but you resisted investigating them to focus on your current investigation.

"I want to check my mother left any other letters for me and I figure the best spot to check would be the staff's bedroom, since I've never been in there." You explained and walked to your destination with her still hugging you.

"I tried my best." Delilah muttered vocalising several years worth of frustration and her arms around you tightened. "Oh good idea." She said and hurried you up.

You made it to the staff's bedroom and were kinda surprised that no clothes were discarded in the process. As Delilah opened the door with a very broad smile on her face she pulled you to the closest bed. "Letters first. And also I'd rather not have sex on someone else's bed."

Delilah gave you a flat stare and groaned in resignation. "Fine we'll look for a letter for a bit." She let go of you and started mopeily poking around. With her pacified for now you looked around the room.

It was more a barracks than a bedroom. A long room with a table in the middle surrounded by six chairs and three beds on each side. The back of the room had a curtained area for changing. You knew that the staff only slept here in shifts, most would go back to the village and their homes at the end of the day but you'd always just assumed each staff member had had more space. Summer had her own room, though that might be free for someone else now, Summer probably has another room she'll be sleeping in.

You shake your head before you get any more carried away with your thoughts and start looking. If there was a letter it had to be somewhere people wouldn't easily find. That ruled out the beds, the table and the changing area. You looked at the ceiling. It was made of large enough stones that any symbol carved into them would be hard to miss. You blinked and looked at the magic of the room. Aside from Delilah's aura there was nothing to see.

"How long do we have to look?" Eve's complained as they picked up a bed. The entire bed, wooden frame and all and looked at the surprisingly clean stone underneath. You watched as they dropped the bed bad down and nudged it back into position.

That tickled your brain. Your mother knew how powerful you would be so if she was going to hide a letter for you, surely she'd put it somewhere that not only wouldn't you check until now but no one else would be able to reach. "Where's the biggest flagstone on the estate?"

"The crest stone in front of the house." Delilah answered. "Why?" Eve asked.

"I think I know where there will be a letter."

You walked outside the room and heard Eve shout. "Hey wait but I wanted sex!" You were already to far away to respond, too excited by the prospect of a letter to focus on what she had said. Right up until she jumped onto your back. "Sex now." Delilah demanded as she wrapped her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist.

"Can you give me two minutes?" You said back, her presence wasn't enough to stagger you much less prevent you from moving enough to **** her point. At least not without her using magic to weigh you down.

She suddenly weighed significantly more. You and your talkative brain. "But I want sex." Delilah and Eve said together. "The letter won't go anywhere, and we are soaking." As they said that they pressed their crotch against you and you did feel a noticeable wetness. That is a somewhat compelling argument.