Chapter 12: On the outs (1)
Rafael looked up at the balcony where his mother was calling for him. He regretted letting her take the room that was so close to the training grounds. He did not realise her plans when she first asked for it.
He looked to her left at Delilah who he wasn't surprised to see. After each trip, she had a way of suddenly arriving at his home.
Rafael frowned when Annalise came into view. His mother already had Annalise by her side. He didn't need the maid who seemed to get into trouble a lot, hovering around his mother. The two did not seem like a good mix. His mother loved when there was someone to go along with her antics.
"Yes mother," Rafael replied to his mother's words. He had been blocking them out from the moment she mentioned resting. The training was what took his mind off other things.
"Do not sass me, Rafael. I can hear it in your voice. I am coming down there," Beatrice decided since Rafael needed a bit of convincing to take a rest. By convincing, Beatrice intended to take hold of his hand and lead him to his bed. 'It was so much easier when he was a child and clung to me,' she reminisced.
"Excuse me for a moment ladies," Beatrice said, excusing herself.
Delilah looked over her shoulder at Beatrice leaving to speak with Rafael and then looked back at Rafael who was no longer interested in who stood on the balcony. "He's not going to make you his woman," she said.
Annalise looked up from the ground to Delilah. What was it with these people thinking she wanted to be with her employer? Did she need to walk around with a sign saying she did not want Rafael?
"Did my words anger you?" Delilah asked, keeping her eyes on Rafael. "It is the truth. I have seen many like you try to get close to his mother in order to get close to Rafael. You won't change from being his maid. I am warning you now."