Ho-hum, another mundane day, Valkenhayn said to himself. It's not that he didn't take any pride in his job. In fact, he wouldn't trade anything for the honour bestowed upon him.

However, he'd just wish that there was a tiny bit more excitement. Although, he'd wish that the excitement didn't involve Terumi in any way.

It was morning again, so that means it was his master's tea time. Valkenhayn carried on the five finger tips of his right hand a silver tray that held a teapot with a teacup, both with elegant designs.

However, as he was approaching her, something was off. Valkenhayn saw that she was clutching her head while slumped over on the table. Of course, this greatly concerned him. Her health was his first objective and should she be sick, he must do everything in his power to nurse her back.

The vampire could just be in an awful mood, so he decided to take the careful approach,"Good morning, Madam Rachel," He greeted her with pride.

"Good morning? Is it?! WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT IT?!" Rachel practically jolted her head upward and towards Valkenhayn. "You should be more considerate when initiating small talk! When you say 'good morning' to someone who's clearly not having one, you'll come across as rude and inconsiderate! Do I make myself clear?!"

Valkenhayn is taken aback by Rachel's sudden intensity. She was rather abrupt. It wasn't like her to be steaming mad over something so mundane and simple such as a greeting.

"I-Is everything alright, Madam?" Valkenhayn carefully said to not incur his master's wrath.

Rachel dramatically leans backwards on her chair and put the back of her right hand on her forehead as if showing that she's falling faint, "Oh, everything is just wonderful! Nothing quite like a VICIOUS migraine to start your day, eh Valkenhayn!? WELL!? HOW ABOUT IT?!" She screamed.

Valkenhayn was getting a bit disturbed by this, but he knew he had to be as diplomatic as possible to still have a chance to calm his master down without losing any limbs, "Ah, my deepest apologies Madam, but perhaps your morning tea will ease your mind a bit?"

He moves the tray forward for Rachel until it was within reaching distance.

Rachel swipes the tea off Valkenhayn's tray and drinks it all in one go only to immediately spit it out right in Valkenhayn's face. Needless to say, Valkenhayn was wide-eyed when this happened.

"YOU CALL THIS SWILL WATER, TEA?!" Rachel screamed at her butler as she spiked the teacup on the ground. "MAKE IT AGAIN!"

It was not like her to act like a spoiled brat. What has he done to deserve such treatment? Valkenhayn cowers back at his master's odd behavior. Why, just yesterday, she was perfectly okay. Then, Valkenhayn made a realisation that if she's suddenly so demanding and cruel to him one day after being just fine the day before-Oh, no, he thought in his mind.

He took out his pocket watch, and saw that it was indeed that time for her.

"Dear god," Valkenhayn thought.

He made a terrible mistake. How could he be so careless? If he had known much earlier, he would have prepared his weapons to counter this side of the master.

Rachel rushes to her feet, "I've had enough of this. There is only one thing able to rid me of this splitting headache and that is that the disturbingly rugged bum that calls himself Ragna the Bloodedge!"

Valkenhayn lightly raises his hands to try and calm Rachel. He knows that even Ragna doesn't deserve to suffer such torture. "N-Now Madam, I would highly advise against that. Especially considering your current...condition..."

"My condition? What is wrong with my condition?!" Rachel screamed. She was in no mood to deal with beating around the bush, as ironic as it may be.

"Forgive my impudence Madam, but I would ask that you-GAH!"

Rachel cut off Valkenhayn by hoping into the air and driving her forehead into his with brutal force, knocking him out cold.

"Me thinks you should have been more concerned with your own condition you shriveled old prune!" Rachel proceeds to toss Valkenhayn's unconscious form into the rose bushes that's next to the fence near her table.

"Now then, I must away! The object of my amusement awaits!"

Rachel gave out a battle cry before teleporting herself on her way to Ragna.