Ann, thank you. You are a genius!â
Ann had worked as a housekeeper for a long time, so she had to know well how to get rid of such tormenting visitors. She couldnât have asked to bring refreshments for no reason. Rubica nodded and Ann went away.
Now only Rubica and Mrs. Shaynie were left in the reception room. As the room was for the Claymores to talk in private, other maids couldnât come in most of the times. Mrs. Shaynie frowned much less when Ann was gone. She still had wrinkles on her face, but it was like four wrinkle lines instead of five on her forehead.
âYour Grace, do you know that it is an insult to you for the housekeeper to leave in the middle of a meeting?â
âWhat?â
âHow can the housekeeper dare to leave her mistress?â
âBut I just gave her permission to...â
âAnd she hasnât hired maids for you yet, how can she ignore you like that?â
Rubica hadnât known Shaynie would criticize Ann so severely and was surprised to hear that. She hadnât liked Shaynie that much, but now she looked like the evil hag of fairy tales. Rubica was so shocked that she didnât know what to say. Ann hadnât hired maids yet not because she was ignoring Rubica. It wasnât like that at all. As Rubica was from a baronet family, she hadnât been able to bring any maids herself. However, she couldnât just hire the daughters and wives of the nearby retainers. Then they would busily spread words on what happened in the household every day.
Those words could come back to harm Rubica. She had already been given a list of potential maids from Ann, but she hadnât made her decision yet because she talked about it with Ann for long. Plus, it had been only a week since she became the duchess. It had been too short to even use the word âyetâ.
âReally, Ann is not good enough to serve you. I worry she might not be able to give you the necessary advice when you meet the king and the queen at the capital. She knows almost nothing about manners.â
Shaynie sounded really worried. Then, she smiled warmly to Rubica as if saying she could take care of all that. But to Rubica, it only looked like a hagâs evil smile.
âSo this is what you are after.â
The manner teacher in a dukeâs family wasnât a lower role compared to the housekeeper and it came with a huge salary. However, that was only an honorary job. The housekeeper could stay right next to the duchess to meet those who had great power and influence on the noble society. Moreover, she could give direct advice on the uses of the familyâs budget and recommend people for certain jobs.
In short, she had some real power.
Teaching manners to Rubica was just an excuse, Shaynie had made all those visits because she wanted to replace Ann.
âShould I tell her not to criticize Ann in front of me?â
Rubica wondered what she should say, but then she heard knocking on the door. Ann, who knew nothing about what happened, came in with refreshments. She poured out a glass of Rubicaâs favorite apple juice and poured grape juice into Shaynieâs glass. Moreover, the refreshments on each plate were different. Ann had thought of both Rubicaâs and Shaynieâs taste. Rubica found it so sad that such a nice lady had to be criticized by Shaynie on her back.
âAnn, according to the Claymore Familyâs traditional manners, the coffee spoon should be on the dish. Putting it next to the napkin like this has been done by nobles only lately. How can a family with a long history and traditions like Claymore be shaken by such a trend?â
âOh, I made a mistake. Thank you for telling me. You are indeed the manners teacher in this family.â
Ann apologized and thanked her while Shaynie smiled with satisfaction. She looked at Rubica with a show-off smile. It was as if she was proclaiming that she should be the familyâs housekeeper. It made Rubica lose her appetite in an instant. She was both mad and felt sorry for Ann, she didnât even want to waste another second on Shaynie.
âStop, my stomach hurts.â
If you want to call me fickle and selfish from behind, do as you want. Rubica put down the coffee cup she hadnât even taken a sip from.
âCall my doctor.â
She didnât even pretend to eat. Pretending to have a stomachache was for when she wanted to protect the personâs dignity. Rubica didnât want to protect Shaynieâs dignity as she had criticized Ann in front of her. Shaynie immediately realized what she meant by that and her face turned red. The duchess was openly shunning her.
âYour Grace! There are manners you must keep when greeting visitors. You are not an ordinary woman. You are Duchess Claymore. If you had been properly educated, you would have never...â
Rubica calmly put a hand on her stomach.
âWhat does getting a stomachache suddenly have to do with manners?â
Nothing. Anyone can get a sudden stomachache. Shaynie was dumbfounded, but she could see what Rubica was doing. She had called the doctor saying she had a headache yesterday, and now she was doing it again saying she had a stomachache even though she hadnât eaten anything. It was a huge insult.
âHow can you get stomachache before eating anything?â
âI must eat something first to get a stomachache... Ann, please tell me, was that among the manners I must keep as the mistress of such a historic and prestigious family in this kingdom?â
Rubica called Ann to get her help, but she was shocked when she looked at her. Annâs face was deadly pale. She had been so nervous since Rubica put a hand on her belly. She couldnât take it anymore. She held Rubicaâs hand and shouted to Shaynie, âStop! Mrs. Shaynie, stop it! If anything happens to Her Grace... ah!â
Ann was probably imagining something horrible and shook her head.
âYour Grace! You must lie down on the sofa.â
Rubica was surprised to see that Ann was such a great actress. She acted as if Rubica had been stabbed in her belly. Mrs. Shaynie was surprised as well and took a step back. In the meantime, Ann brought cushions and put them under Rubicaâs back. Rubica hid her confusion and reclined on the sofa. Ann then checked if her hands and feet were cold and looked at her belly with all the worries in the world.
âYour hands are cold.â
âNo, Iâm not that ill.â
âAre you alright? Oh...â
It looked like Ann wasnât pretending but was really worried. It made Mrs. Shaynie think things were serious. She didnât know what to do and nervously shifted.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThe doctor! Call the doctor, now!â
âAnn.â
Rubica grabbed Annâs arm. She really wasnât sick, and she didnât want to see the doctor. It would only reveal that she wasnât sick at all.
âIâm fine. It was just a temporary pain. Iâm okay now.â
Ann let out a sigh of relief. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the sweat. She wasnât pretending at all. Who could sweat that much while pretending to be worried?
âBut I think it would be better to call the doctor.â
âItâs okay. It was just temporary.â
Ann worriedly looked at Rubicaâs belly. It hadnât swollen at all but, contrary to what most people thought, that was the most dangerous period. She might miscarry the baby.
Sudden pain in the belly... just thinking that something might happen to the baby made Ann shudder.
âYour Grace, I have made you work too hard. You must take care of yourself more than anything now...â
Ann looked at Rubica as if she hadnât eaten anything for days. Rubica, however, looked better than ever now thanks to all those delicious and nutritious dishes she had had and the an hour of afternoon strolls every day, so she was really confused.
âIâll get better if I rest a little.â
âOkay, I will call Jennie. I will cancel all of your afternoon schedules, so please rest in your bedroom. Iâm sorry, but donât drink any coffee.â
âOkay, Ann. Donât worry too much. Iâm okay now.â
Rubica patted her hand. She was so kind-hearted. Ann was touched to see Rubica was even worrying about her and relaxed a little. Then, she turned to Mrs. Shaynie who was still standing.
Rubica was pregnant. Her belly could hurt without any reason. Shaynie didnât know that, but that didnât matter. The duchess had just gotten married, and it was her inferiorsâ duty to worry first if she had a stomachache. However, she had dared to mention manners in that situation?
âMrs. Shaynie, let us go out and have a little conversation.â
Her voice was as cold as the winter breeze. Rubica realized Ann could turn so cold for the first time. Shaynie couldnât say anything and just followed Ann.
What Ann and Mrs. Shaynie talked about that day, Rubica never got to find out. But after that, Mrs. Shaynieâs bothering visits ended. She didnât even come near the main building.
âAnn is scarier than I thought.â
Ann had managed the household without the mistress for the last three years. Even though Edgar fully trusted her, the real mistress and the housekeeper were different. However, there hadnât been any big problem. Rubica thought maybe the real Ann could be very different from what she knew.
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