Poor thing

Back in the rose castle, Lyra sighed cleaning the soup which was spread on the floor.

She didn't have any other choice but to cook lunch once again. But this time, she decided to stir fry some remaining meat and took it to the second floor.

Entering Victor's room, she saw that he was still busy looking at the fabrics. For a moment, she didn't know what to feel about his lack of awareness regarding his surroundings.

It was alright for now that the clumsy intruder just left without doing anything, but what if he was someone dangerous? Well, that intruder didn't look dangerous, so she came out of her thoughts and stepped inside while still holding the lunch in her hands.

"Victor?" He was too lost in his thoughts, so she had to nudge his shoulder to get his attention. 

He raised his brows in question and she glared at him, "Come and eat your lunch!"