Chapter 51: What a skilled maid should do
"Suit yourself. If you like wearing it, then keep it on." Liana never had strict rules about attire—she cared more about capability than clothing.
"But I have to say, I didn't expect it to suit you this well. Usually, you're wrapped in all that heavy armor, so I never noticed... you've got quite the figure," Liana remarked as she gave Olivia a once-over.
Olivia's body was well-toned, sculpted from years of training. Her arms weren't as slender or pale as Liana's, but they had a beautiful, defined musculature—strong and refined.
"Being complimented by you is the last thing I want," Olivia muttered, suppressing her disgust as she recalled Liana’s past remarks and manipulations toward Loraviel.
"A proper maid should accept their master’s praise gracefully."
"...Thank you, Princess Liana." Endure it.
"Princess Liana, what would you have me do?" Olivia asked.
"Change into something more comfortable, then resume training Loraviel. There are six days left until the knight's exam—I don’t want to hear any excuses."
Surprisingly, Liana was allowing her to change. But Olivia decided to keep the uniform on. She had lost the bet, and she wasn't the type to go back on her word. "This is fine. I won’t make excuses. I can train Loraviel just as well in a maid outfit."
"Alright, Lady Olivia... and I'm sorry," Loraviel said softly.
Olivia patted her on the shoulder. "It’s fine."
"I'm hungry." Liana had barely eaten last night—she had stayed out late, and by the time she returned to her room to tinker with cosmetics, she hadn't had the chance to eat properly.