Lysander chuckled, "I suppose you are right.. But don't confuse pride with ego, dear. I'm a very humble man, especially since I almost died." Popping a cheese into his mouth, he admired Amandine. He could hardly picture her doing servants work. It was quite odd. She always had looked like a princess to him. "Well, if you wish, you could move in here and no longer be a servant! I can take care of you, and you can have tea whenever you wished it."