"When I find whatever mongrel did this I will have them experience every punishment my armory can provide!" Gilgamesh said in Illya's voice, enraged. After Gilgamesh was done talking someone entered the room, one of the two Einzbern maids. In his instinctual anger Gilgamesh tried to summon swords to attack them, unfortunately for him as he wasn't a servant now he didn't have access to the Gate of Babylon.
"Lady Illyasviel, your lunch is ready." The maid said as the other wheeled in a cart with a plate of food on it.
"Hmpm, fine. I shall eat." Gilgamesh huffed. He was not pleased about his current circumstances and didn't know if anyone knew who he currently was, but as a king he must partake in any offerings people below him give. "Someone bring me a chair!" Not five seconds after Gilgamesh had ordered one of the maids had already brought a chair. "Good, now a drink!" The maids poured a glass of what appeared to red wine, but was actually juice for 'Illya'
Gilgamesh gave a smirk, this was the closest he had come to being treated as a king since he had been summoned. Perhaps he could stay as the Einzbern girl for a while until his own body was given the respect he deserved.
"Someone show me to my room! I must get accustomed to my new chambers!" Gilgamesh shouted the order not caring about how odd it sounded. The two maids just nodded and directed him to Illya's room.
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