Episode 47
Translator: Missme Editor: Aru
ââ¦â¦.didnât you bring it out on purpose?â
âWhy is this? Well, Iâve been out of my mind while helping them prepare the food.â
ââ¦â¦prepare the food?â
Oh, come to think of it, I came in at sunset, and it was almost time for dinner.
Bessie hid the knife with a clear blade and covered her mouth with her other hand and smiled awkwardly.
âYes, you had a simple meal yesterday, so Iâm helping them prepare the food for tonightâs dinner.â
âReally? You must be busy preparing.â
âI just helped a little. I had nothing to do anyway.â
Then a voice was heard from inside, presumed to be Alexâs.
He was probably looking for Bessie.
âWhat else that stupid thing spill this time. As long as the wheat bag is carried well. Oh my lady, now that youâre here, you should change your outing clothes.â
âYes, Iâm going to change to a comfortable one.â
âIâm supposed to help you, but I just left the kitchen andâ¦â¦â
âItâs all right. Just forget about being my attendant here and just rest. Donât worry.â
âAh my lady, itâs my original job to serve you. Then Iâll see you at the dining room later, my lady! Please look forward to dinner.â
Bessie then gunned down in the direction of the kitchen.
Alexâs lamentable voice for finding her again sounded like an echo on the way.
I laughed so hard while I went up the stairs.
On my way to the room to change my clothes, I suddenly thought of Ash.
âDid Ash get a good rest as prescribed by his doctor?â
I wish he did.
He promised me he would rest, but honestly, it was true that I didnât trust him that much considering his usual work.
Letâs take a detailed look at his figures in the dining room later.
I wonder if his look would show a personâs face whoâs fully rested.
âAlthough, I wouldnât be sure about that.â
No matter how hard I tried, I could never see him tired by his looks.
I can tell heâs tired by listening to his voice.
Thinking like that, I arrived in the room and pulled the rope.
âYou called, lady.â
The maid who soon appeared was a familiar face.
At least it was the second time I saw her this morning.
I looked at her familiar face for a while and then asked.
âCan you call Angela for me?â
Angela.
Last night, a young maid who helped me took a bath in this room.
Angela, who was shy but instead showed her ability to get a perfect bath, was never seen again since yesterday.
I didnât mean to, but I could have run into her at least once, going back and forth in the same mansion.
I fidgeted with the hairpin in my hand.
Iâm telling you this now, but in fact, I was paying attention to Angela.
Maybe itâs because of her age.
Perhaps because I thought of Ari for a moment from her young appearance, I kept feeling sorry for her.
âThen Iâll release you with a rose bath bomb. Because it suits you.â
On my way out today, I suddenly remembered what Angela said.
So I bought a rose-shaped hairpin from the stand I was looking at.
It was impulsive, but apart from that accident, I thought she did a good job.
âIâll give it to Angela.â
I bought it because I remembered Angelaâs.
And I was going to give it to her not to keep in mind the mistakes she made yesterday.
She seemed to be soft-hearted, but she would have blamed herself.
âIâll tell her how perfect the bath was.â
Yeah, this too. Actually, I wanted to tell her this yesterday, but I was sad that I couldnât.
I hope she likes the hairpin.
I was thinking that, and then an unexpected answer came back.
âIâm sorry, but I canât call Angela right now.â
âHuh?â
I didnât expect her to say no, so I blinked and asked.
âWellâ¦â¦Is she busy doing other things now?â
âSheâs on probation now.â
âProbation?â
âWhat do you mean? Why?â
âShe should be punished for what she did wrong.â
âWhat did she do wrongâ¦â¦â
âShe dared to make a mistake in front of my lady because she was anxious.â
I thought I misheard her for a second.
There was only one mistake Angela made in front of me in this situation.
â-You mean when she dropped the bottle of fragrance essence here yesterday? Thatâs why sheâs on your probation?â
âYes.â
It was absurd.
âHow could they take her on probation over something like that?â
I couldnât understand, so my eyebrows were wrinkled.
It wasnât me who was in charge of the employeeâs reward and punishment at the capital house, but from my common sense, Angelaâs mistake was not enough to be punished and go on with probation.
Iâve never heard of other families known for their strictness to their employees saying that they have punished their maids or servants for such trifles.
Unknowingly, there was a nagging tone in my voice.
âThatâs too much punishment.â
âThat kid deserved it, my lady.â
âThen why would she accept the punishment from above without saying anything to me?â
I tried to say something more but soon shut my mouth.
This maid is only an employee like Angela anyway. I wondered what it meant to her if I did this.
ââ¦â¦.Who decided the punishment for her? The maid? The butler?â
ââ¦â¦â
âWho is it?â
âItâs The Viscount.â
Lucas?
I remembered a wrinkled face that smiled happily.
I feel something like a betrayal.
At first thought, itâs ridiculous, but in a way, there was a heartless sincerity in his familiar moustache punishing a young maid like that.
âApologize to PringXs.â
That moustache resembled a friend of my youth days who was responsible for my school days.
I swallowed a complaint into my mind and opened my mouth.
âRelease the probation and call Angela. Tell that I told you to let her go.â
âI canât do that.â
âDidnât you say sheâs on probation because she made a mistake in front of me? I said itâs okay.â
âIâm sorry.â
The maidâs attitude was upright.
I was at a loss for words.
I had a moment of doubt before anything else about her determined response that seemed unlikely to fit a needle in.
âIs this how much you want to refuse?â
At a glance, I didnât understand it at all.
No matter how much her direct employer is Lucas, not me, this is strictly an estate mansion owned by The Duke family and I was the lady of the family.
I donât know how she would react if I made an unreasonable demand.
I thought it would be so hard to accept a request for the release of a maidâs probation.
ââ¦â¦.â
ââ¦â¦.â
I glanced at her face.
Since entering the room, she has been expressionless all the time, and itâs been hard to find any kind of emotional agitation.
âAm I too sensitive?â
Itâs just her way to keep faith in her employerâs orders, and since Iâve just come in from outside after having such an incident, has the alertness not been lifted yet?
With my back straightened and my hands in front of me, I took a glance at the expressionless maid standing politely there and said.
I sighed a little.
â-Okay, well, if thatâs the case, call Angela next time. Can you help me take off my dress?â
âYes.â
With the help of an obedient maid, I thought as I took off my clothes.
âIâm going to have to confront Lucas myself.â
Yeah, whatâs the point making a fuss here?
This is a direct complaint to the person concerned.
âIâll see him when you go down to the dining room.â
Letâs see what heâs saying. Have you ever treated a maid like that?
Really, his moustache is such a waste.
While thinking about it, the maid finished changing my dress.
I took off my uncomfortable outing dress and changed into a simple, indoor dress.
She was also as good as Angela, and the maidâs touch was quite meticulous and skilful.
âHandâ¦â¦â
I inadvertently gave a look at her hand.
âBack then, Angela shook her hand.â
I gaped a little to observe the maidâs hand.
Her hands, neatly folded after being served, remained calm, let alone shaking.
I turned my gaze and laughed back.
The memory that had just flashed into my head and disappeared but is embarrassed to think of itself.
âI canât believe sheâs got on probation because her hands tremble.â
What did he imagine?
Soon I left the room and headed for the dining room.
It was dinner, and the smell of savoury already stimulated my nose from the way down the stairs.
âBessie must have had a hard time.â
Alex, too. No, it seems that Alex went to help somehow and did the opposite.
âDinner⦠Theyâve prepared everything, so letâs eat a lot today.â
Yesterday, I refused because I didnât even have enough energy to digest, but today, I thought a big dinner wouldnât be bad.
The chefâs skill has been verified.
âOkay, letâs eat. Eat well and get energy.â
The ghost who died after eating was said to have a beautiful appearance.
Of course, I never planned to die right now.
But to my shame, I couldnât enjoy a lavish and elaborate dinner at the dining room today.
I havenât been able to take a good rest while Iâm away, nor have I asked Lucas about Angelaâs probation.
The chef who tried to hide the food with strong spices was caught.
âArgh!â
Bessie screamed.
She quickly covered my eyes, but it was after I already saw the chef go over with a bloody nose.
I hardened holding Ashâs wrist.
âWhat is this?â
I wondered what was going on.
When I arrived at the restaurant, the smell of the food became stronger, and I suddenly felt hungry, so I was about to taste the soup that was nearby.
âOnly a few dishes smell stronger than before.â
Ash suddenly covered my wrist and blocked my movement.
Then he looked straight at the chef who was serving the dish and asked like that.
âWhat did you mix?â