Stephanie got up from the lounger, still naked, and indicated for him to come forward and put the tray on the white cast-iron table. Normally, breakfast would have been served by one of the white-linen-coated servants who were paid to work in the castle kitchens. Stephanie, however, had decided she wanted her breakfast brought up by one of the slaves - a different slave every day, in rotation. In this way, she could get to know each individually, get to know who was likely to make trouble and who she could rely on. Of course, the change had another advantage. It meant there was someone on hand should Stephanie feel the need for some sexual service first thing in the morning. The change had not pleased Bruno, Devlin's chatelaine; the keeper of cellar keys. The mute servant had, prior to Stephanie's arrival, been given the sole charge of the cellars and their occupants. But Devlin had made it clear to him that Stephanie was now in charge, that he must do as she ordered and that, if he didn't like it, he would have to go.
