Chapter 41
"My lady, are you all right?"
"My lady, are you feeling unwell?"
The words my lady, my lady... echoed around me, coming from the servants at my back and sides.
A moment ago, I had left my room with just one maid assisting me.
But the moment I stepped out the door, another maid passing by rushed over and grabbed my other arm.
Then, another maid I encountered on the way, upon hearing my destination, insisted on helping me down the stairs.
And then, yet another servant joined. And another.
When did I become the Pied Piper?
No, seriously. A person has four limbs, yet somehow five people were supporting me. At this point, it wasn’t even assistance—it was a full-scale transport operation.
The short maid who had initially supported me moved behind me, while the two taller maids lifted me up by my shoulders. My feet naturally left the ground.
Like a puppet in a marionette show.
My dangling feet kicked in vain for a moment before I gave up and let them go limp.