Estrella's eyes narrowed at the man who had entered the room, knowing that she recognized him from somewhere before. The name should have clicked for her, but hunger overrode her brain power as she nearly croaked, "Persephone!"
The house elf appeared, her manner dignified and proud. "Yes, Miss Estrella? How can I be of service?"
"Could I get some breakfast? Possibly eggs benedict?" She winced as her stomach growled. "Pretty please? And a glass of orange juice too."
"Of course, Miss Estrella," Persephone replied, disapparating with a pop.
Estrella made a point to sit down far away from Sophia, her breakfast brought to her quickly. Enthusiastically, she dove into her breakfast, finding it the most delicious thing she had ever eaten.
Realizing that she should probably be acting like a lady, she dabbed at her mouth with a napkin, finding it hard to break her lower class tendencies. As she ate, she continued to wonder about that corridor with the portraits- Who else was down there? And what did Valcan have to hide with his office, anyway?