Nathaniel shot him a small smile. “I’m assuming you’ll want tea with that.” Afterwards, the butler made his way to the shed to gather some materials. Once done, he went on with his midnight rose harvest for a few minutes. He effortlessly trims about three rose blooms and when he finished, he placed back the tools in the shed and started to make his way to William’s bedroom. He made a mental note to himself not to forget his young Master’s midnight cup of tea.
As Nathaniel went through the necessary steps of getting William his roses, the young Lord once again closed his eyes, letting the sounds of the night wash over him. As expected, it took the butler almost no time at all to complete his task and soon William was sipping tea in his garden, his butler standing faithfully by his side. “I should do this more often…” William mused. It was hard to tell if he was talking to himself of Nathaniel.
The butler chuckled silently in amusement as his Master murmured his thoughts out loud. It was a rather rare occasion. “Yes, perhaps. It’s a rather nice night, don’t you think?” He remarked, shifting slightly on his legs and peering up at the dark sky dotted with stars. The light breeze wafted in the air, rustling the blooms and tree leaves nearby.
“Mm…” William murmured, nodding once in agreement. It was a very lovely night. Although he would never admit it aloud, he was glad Nathaniel was here with him. In fact, he was almost always glad when Nathaniel was with him. In addition to being an excellent butler, he was a good companion. “Nathaniel, you don’t have to remain standing. You may sit if you wish.”