Chapter 143: Lady of the house.
After the introductions, Roland watched his wife walk deeper into the castle, escorted by her maids. This included the ones that had come with them from the Vale and those that worked at Stormwind. He had made it clear that she was the lady of the house and whatever she wished to do, they had to obey and assist her.
When she disappeared from his view, he moved to his study and Jesting followed. For an old man with a bent back, he was quite a fast walker. He was also more than efficient because he had already prepared some tea and a snack in the study because it was always the first place Roland went to when he arrived at Stormwind.
"So, what do you think of my wife Jesting?" Roland took his first sip of tea and grimaced.
Jesting immediately replaced the plain tea with coffee and milk. He had already been update on all the most recent changes to Roland’s tastes.
"She is very lovely your highness, my sincerest congratulations on your on your marriage. We have all been looking forward to meeting her. Might I be bold as to berate you in your error of delaying in bringing her here." His voice held a slight tremor.
Roland was not unused to his butler’s bluntness, it was one of the reasons why he had kept the man around for as long as this. Jesting would work for him until the day one of them died. Jesting was like an uncle and grandfather, all wrapped in one. His advice had guided Roland on more than one occasion.
"It was not as simple as it appears Jesting." Roland replied candidly.
"Is it simple now?" Jesting queried.
Roland smiled over the cup, the corners of his lips curling upwards in a satisfied smile. "Yes, it is simple now."