Inside Black's mansion...
"Mistress Nina, the lunch is served. Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Talos, you don't need to cook my meals... We have chefs to take care of that." Nina smiled as Talos pulled a chair for her to sit.
"No can do ma'am. Master gave me explicit orders to take care of all your needs in his absence. That includes your meals." Talos responded before checking in with the other automatons Arnold had left under Talos' command to protect Nina.
Everything was fine. Their mistress was safe.
Nina shook her head and took a look at the dishes prepared by Talos. Mushroom soup, bitter greens with tomatoes the size of peas, rare roast beef slices as thin as paper, noodles in a green sauce and cheese that melts on your tongue served with sweet blue gr.a.p.es. There was no wine as Arnold had told Nina to reduce her alcohol intake while she's carrying their baby.
"Looks like you went all out, Talos!" Nina exclaimed, she was surprised at how much food Talos managed to prepare in just a little over an hour.
"Of course, mistress. Your health is of extreme importance. Also, I don't want master to unload his crap on me, with all due respect."
Nina smiled in response and proceeded to dig into the food. She might have been silent but her mind was racing. The number of automatons Arnold had left behind was quite... Excessive, in her opinion. While she could comprehend why Arnold would leave behind a few soldiers to protect her, but leaving over two hundred battle-ready automatons? That was way too much. More than that, the Black's mansion was looking more like a military base than a home. Constant patrols and heavy artillery were a common thing now.
'Maybe he got worried because of my pregnancy? No that can't be it.' She thought, 'It's something else... But what exactly was Arnold worried about?'
She thought and thought but nothing came to her mind. If Arnold just wanted her to be safe, then the Black family manor would provide more than enough protection for her. But then again, they failed to defend themselves once, they could fail again. Maybe that's why Arnold was taking such excessive measures. That made sense. Unless...
"Uhh... Talos, do you mind if I ask you something?" Nina asked the automaton standing next to her.
"I've noticed a weird change in Arnold. It's like he's always on his toes. Almost as if he knows someone is going to attack him or us. It's the same with Nicole. So, I was hoping you'd have some information regarding that."
"My apologies, but I don't know anything of substance on the matter."
Talos' quick reply seemed unusually cold to Nina which made her worry even more. Something Talos immediately took notice of and tried to come up with a suitable excuse for Arnold's behaviour.
"However, it's no secret that when you become stronger than everyone else around you, you have a target painted on your back. Master Arnold and Mistress Nicole, are in a different league of their own. So that could be a factor." He said.
He continued, "Furthermore, the recent happenings in the swamps have dealt quite a psychological blow on master. He is too prideful to admit it, but he worries a lot about you and his future child. But it's something a lot of fathers go through. They can't bear a child on their own but their minds continuously think about their unborn child. This fact coupled with the responsibility of being one of the nation's strongest warriors might've put him under stress, don't you think so? At the mention of being under stress, I don't think it good for you either, mistress."
"You're right. Maybe I'm thinking too much. Also, you're a great speaker, Talos."
"Of course I am. After all, I've learned from the best." Talos replied banging his metallic c.h.e.s.t.
"Who? Arnold?"
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