Book 2: Chapter 40: Side story: Sir Butler's father
“Sir Cedric, I brought you tea.”
As I filed documents in the office, a maid brought over tea and some sweets. Apparently, that day I would be served black tea brewed from tea leaves grown on the Marquis Rosenberg territory, and some biscuits that would go well with it.
I thanked the maid and put the biscuit into my mouth. However, it didn’t seem like the maid was going to take her leave, even once I continued to eat. I guessed that she had some business to discuss with me, so I swallowed the biscuit and looked at her.
“What can I help you with?”
“I was tasked by the missus to ask for advice regarding Sir Cyril.”
“I see… Tell me, what is it about?”
Cyril is my son. As the exclusive butler of the current head of the Marquis Rosenberg household, Master Grave, I stayed over at the estate often, entrusting our child’s upbringing to my wife. Cyril had just begun to understand what was going on around him, so he probably was getting up to all kinds of mischief. Therefore, I assumed that the things she wanted advice on would be of that nature, but-
“She wants permission to enter the library1.”
My eyebrows knitted as I heard the matter. It would be different if it were a servant, but I had no reason to restrict my wife from entering the library. Of course, this applied to taking books out as well. She didn’t need to seek my permission if she wanted to read to our son aloud or something of the sort.