Chapter 118

A long second of silence washed over the kitchen. For the better half of the silence, all Cillian did was stare and Bellatrix held his gaze. At first, she'd been caught off guard by his appearance, but as the seconds ticked by, she felt bolder and unremorseful of the words she'd said, because he deserved them. At some point, she tilted her head and raised a brow, a silent way of asking if he had anything to say. Cillian said nothing, however he broke eye contact and looked at Daisy. The young maid, as if understanding the silent words in his gaze, immediately straightened up. "Ah, now that I think about it, I have a...a little something to do," he excuse was weak and flimsy, but Bellatrix didn't call her out for it. There was no need to do so. She simply turned her attention back to her cereals, pushing the soggy mess around with her spoon. "Miss, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to find me." Daisy said and then, with a bow in both of their directions, she turned and hurried