Ferdinand came to visit today. We sat in the library for a while, talking and having tea. He got the chance to meet Mia, who finally has decided to exit her room. She didn’t give him more than a cold shoulder, though, when he gave her his condolences. She has just grown more proud and nosy ever since we moved in to this castle.
We took a walk, Ferdinand and I, around the courtyard, looking at things that none of us had any real connection to or interest of, but it served as a nice conversation starter. He kept saying “this place is marvelous on the outside!” and “I have never been to these parts of the castle before.” When I asked him when the last time he had been here was, he said he couldn’t remember quite, but it was for business.
In the chef’s absence, the food here was nothing more than all right. We talked about his injury, but here, Mia turned the subject on to something else. A bit rude, if you ask me.
I confronted Mia when Ferdinand had left. I told her that I had noticed a slight change in her temper. I made it clear that I did not like this, but still, she treated me like I was a bothersome servant. I ended the discussion a bit more angrily than necessary by hitting the table and telling her to grow up before I walked out. I am a bit ashamed of myself, but just a tiny bit.
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