Chapter 89
With the same discretion the Duke had asked, Thomas abided by his order, taking his leave smoothly to prepare the desserts the Young Lady enjoyed.
As he made his way outside the room and as he executed his mission, the elderly Butler walked around with a fond prudent smile which was hidden under his groomed moustache.
’My Lord is happy... And Little Miss Marianne... The lovely and kind lady has not changed at all... That precious child..... How wonderful to see her again... The one we all knew, that is...’
The thought he had after closing the door to the office had established that grin on his expression and, delighted to recall her cute attitude when she was a child, Thomas cheerfully went to get the tea, pondering on which of all her favourite sweets should he bring.
Meanwhile, the Duke stared with amusement at said child, who seemed busy observing the hidden paper.
’She didn’t even notice when Thomas left... Does she know I am still here? Haha’
The idea seemed possible by how concentrated she seemed. That is why, to make sure, Orland spoke to her in an attempt to inquire on what had her so focused.
"Marianne? Is there a problem with your... Uhm... Item? I believe that object doesn’t have an identifying name I know of..."
Immediately lifting her gaze to look him in the eyes, she carefully listened to his words, and, lowering the object on top of her, she took out her stack of notes with her pencil. Orland paid attention to her eager hands writing new letters and patiently waited to read her words.
Taking the stack from across the centre table as she handed it to him, Orland leaned to obtain it and initiated to read its content.
[There is no problem with it.
However, may I ask for a cleaning cloth to use on the quill? I want to maintain its tip as clean as I can. As to its name... I will tell you in a moment.]