A month passed quickly, Eleanore was somehow succeeding in being a wingman for the two biggest enemies she has ever witnessed.
Caelestis tried his best, controlling his anger and ignoring all of Stella's insults. This was the part that brought joy to Eleanore. She felt happy every time Stella refused to talk to Caelestis. Deep down she knew that Caelestis had lost respect in Stella's eyes.
"I thought you did not like having breakfast." Stella said, while they were on their way to the dinning hall on the first floor.
Eleanore was surprised. Caelestis forgot but she knew. How? They have been living in the same room for just a week.
"I noticed that you just have a cup of tea during breakfast." Stella explained, seeing a question mark forming on Eleanore's face.
"The grand duke called. I couldn't refuse."
"I see. Does he not know?" They were standing outside the huge doors to the grand dining room, when Stella continued. "I thought you both were childhood friends. Am I wrong?"
