Chapter 12
"Are you all right...? Hnnf... my lady?"
I silently nodded.
Ah... I really wish they wouldn’t talk to me right now.
But our ever-professional, paycheck-driven servants, through sheer willpower, managed to suppress every single laugh. Faces flushed bright red, they flawlessly completed their tasks without a single slip-up.
When everything was done, they briskly exited the room as if nothing had happened.
Their ears, however, were still a very vivid shade of red.
Such diligent and professional workers... Considering how infamous I was for my difficult personality, it wouldn’t have been surprising if at least one of them had burst into laughter at my ridiculous one-woman show. But no—each of them maintained their composure like true professionals.
I was admiring their self-restraint when I caught Lukas’s reflection in the mirror. He was casually sitting on the edge of the tea table, arms crossed, head tilted slightly.
"You shouldn’t torment the maids."
Today is just... too much.
"Selina."
The Duke and Duchess greeted me warmly.