Chapter 101.1: Candy to Cure a Bad Mood (1)
Liana had already signed her name at the base of the pen. What could she do now? The words were already out—there was no way to take them back.
“In that case, I’ll call Vivian along too,” Mepeilu suddenly said.
“It’s perfect, isn’t it? Vivian’s also a maid. She can be of help, and you two have some topics in common. It’ll keep you from getting too bored on the road.”
Mepeilu glanced at Loraviel. She wasn’t lying—but that was only one of the reasons. The other reason was—
With Vivian there, she could pull Loraviel away for a bit, take her off to see some other sights, and avoid disrupting the short time the two of them had alone.
“Thank you, Your Highness,”
Loraviel, of course, had no objections. Just being allowed to follow them was something she was already grateful for. And even if she did have objections—what, was she going to voice them? Impossible. She was just a maid.
“I don’t think Vivian would have any objections either.”
A good maid. That much of what Loraviel said was the truth. As a maid, there was still a lot she needed to learn. Though she had already mastered the basics, she was still far from matching someone like Vivian—or Bet—the truly professional ones. There were many things still left for her to study.
“I haven’t done anything special. I’m just an ordinary maid,” Vivian said as she stepped beside Mepeilu and raised a parasol.
It was a large parasol, easily big enough to shade both Mepeilu and Liana.
In a situation like this, it wouldn’t do to leave someone else standing out in the sun.