Chapter 252
Receiving confirmation from his child, Orland moved his seat closer to make the child feel the privacy a storyteller should give to their audience.
"It is a story... More of a legend that occurred in the secluded lands we are to visit."
Pinching a piece of the apples he wanted her to eat, Orland commenced, offering the silverware for her to hold and eat the juicy fruit as the snack she had suggested. Intending to help her not forget as he knew she would concentrate on his storytelling from here onward.
Meanwhile, at a polite distance, Paige waited on her Master, pleased at the scene yet with overwhelming mustiness in her chest.
’My Lady’s expression... It... It changed shape... So majestically...’
Wishing to cry, the young maid restrained the trembling chin that wanted to express her joy and thrilled emotion.
’... Perhaps... It was not an illusion of mine back then.’ — Paige smiled softly in moved thought. Reminiscing on the day the foreign soul had arrived in this Realm.
That day, doing as her duty solicited, Paige had attended the Lady as usual... Nonetheless, the young miss was different.
She could tell there was a new attitude in her always expressionless Ladyship. To begin with... That morning she was standing on her feet when she arrived... Something she never did before, for she always would wait calmly seated at the edge of her mattress.
Paige did not point it out to the Miss, yet she noticed and she gladly witnessed other tiny hints as a good sign in the Lady’s mood.
However, the young maid had deemed an unusual sight as a misconception of her eyes for they long ago have been yearning to see some kind of change in the kind Lady she served.
’I... I thought I had seen it wrong... She appeared so beautiful... So elegant in the mirror’s reflection... Closing her eyes while holding her own hand that... That I had thought my desire to see my Lady’s lovely smile had fooled my eyes...’