Chapter 163
Its still clean.
Carynne climbed the stairs.
Despite the servants leaving, or rather, being forcibly dismissed, it seemed they had tidied up in their own way. Carynne thought back to her time at Isellas house.
I remember I used to hide plenty of tar under the carpet. Wasnt this only normal?
She may have been a naughty maid, but Raymonds servants had evidently done their best right to the end.
Such a shame.
Places with overall skilled servants like those in this mansion were exceedingly rare. Carynne was on the verge of tears at the thought that her much-anticipated relaxing vacation was slipping away.
Creak.
Carynne opened the door to the room she had shared with Raymond in the past. The door was not locked.
Haa. I knew it would be like this.
There was a draft inside.