The thought of milk made her stomach churn and she got a little green in the face. She shook her head and grimaced, "No, but thank you. Perhaps I can brew some tea... with a little peppermint." That was another thing... her cooking had improved greatly in the time she had been working for him. In fact, she had turned out a lovely dinner the night before that was only slightly overcooked, not burnt though. But the gravy she had made had helped with the dryness of the chicken.

"I don't want to inconvenience you any more than I already have." She gave a flat smile and only briefly. But she looked exhausted.