C12 His Maid

Alicia stood in the hallway just in front of the kitchen door with a try in her hand. Ena was there too, scowling at her with deep contempt – not like that was new to see – but there was another person there too. He looked a bit familiar to Alicia with the way he styled his hair. Alicia could swear that they had met before but could not quite put her finger on the wear and the when