Tonight， You Will Be Mine. 295

Chapter 295 – 29. Bitches (5)

Winter Mansion, first floor.

The parlor to the right of the main corridor was bustling with dinner ahead. Marion, holding a poker, lit the fire by stoking firewood in the fireplace, and the maids who followed her orders to and from the kitchen carried dishes full of delicacies.

The table, which had a strict distinction between senior seats due to its angular and square relationship, was temporarily removed.

The interior, with round tables where many people can sit comfortably, was soon reborn as a cozy place for harmony. Thanks to this, it boasted a great atmosphere like a famous private inn or tavern and welcomed those who gathered one by one.

“Maid, are we really going to sit together today?”

“Sure. Let everyone sit comfortably wherever they want.”

“Wow, somehow it feels a little strange…”

A large silver tray on a wide white tablecloth, meat marinated in expensive spices and seasoned with fresh vegetables, bread baked in an oven and various alcoholic beverages aged in small wooden barrels.

In many ways, the hearty side dish was enough to make you feel full just by looking at it. On the one hand, it was clear that this feast was held purely for the purpose of eating and drinking. If it was to commemorate something, I wouldn’t have put down the formality like this.

“You don’t know that, do you? Is the pepper in that lamb rib worth a Gallic silver coin?”

“Then that seat is mine! Who wants to sit with me?”

“But on this table, there are grilled halibut seasoned with melted butter and steamed flounder.”

“There’s also Aragonese paella here. Seasonal prawns harvested in Renan were used, so the taste is unbeatable!”

So the maids, who seemed awkward at first, sat down in groups of threes and threes according to their acquaintances. Although they are close friends, it seems that there is no awkward relationship, which naturally brought out a hearty smile.

“Look at the oil flowing. Eating it with beer would be heaven.”

“But isn’t this too extravagant?”

“Uhm, well, if I had this much money to spare, I’d save it and eat it for a month.”

“It’s not like putting it in front of food that’s already been served. Besides, the madam must have been well aware of it. Everyone knows that things have improved dramatically since the baron came, right?”

From a seat far away, a maid who was short and had her hair tied back laughed. Her long hair and freckles continued to tease her impressive maid of honor. Also, the calm maid, who was as mature as her bobbed hair and slender height, sighed as she saw it. She was giddy, curly-haired twin maids, and she was mouth-watering, if you would say.

Marion, who had been contemplating with a satisfied face on the scenery where the children who had worked since the days of Le Moen Citadel in the Ardennes City, and who had already grown up, looked very friendly, felt her presence and turned her head. When her elderly couple, who had just entered from her hallway, found themselves and greeted them, she grinned.

“Maid Marion, if it’s okay, may I sit with you?”

“Why not? We are of similar age, so please feel free to call me by my title.”

“I am welcome.”

Anais was the heroine who boasted of a strong physique as strong as any other young man. She was a woman who did not neglect training even at her age of over 40 and approaching 50. It also made her a better contrast to her slender husband, Leonard, as well as her gentleness and her taciturnity.

“Are there any inconveniences during your stay?”

“There can be no way. Marion’s household management is impeccable. To be honest, I want to learn a little bit.”

“I don’t know what to do when you praise me too much even though it’s not enough. And just a name is enough.”

“Ah, then please call me Anais too.”

The two, who were already not bad at being friendly, quickly became friendly, probably because they bonded with the consensus of being a nanny. Coincidentally, Leonard, who was alienated because of that, was tired of their chatter and moved his gaze elsewhere.

‘The passage of time is amazing. To think that Romuald, who often cried and couldn’t sleep without a lullaby, made peace like this.’

It wasn’t bad.

‘It was not enough to achieve the revival of the barren frozen land, to end the conflict with the Great Snowfield, and to resolve everything from foreign invasions to internal struggles for supremacy.’

No, it was rather good.

‘When did you grow up so fast, I’m impressed…’

Can’t you feel it just by looking around? A benevolent ruler makes those he rules happy. His hometown, where he lived until he left as if he was running away, was so barren that he couldn’t die.

I couldn’t help but be proud.

So Leonard was quietly happy, even though he felt a little regret that his beloved wife had gotten a new friend and neglected him. When she saw the old lady-in-waiting of the Duke of LeBlanc, who was sitting at a table next to her, waving her hand at the handsomely decorated 10th manager in the distance, she giggled to herself.

“Antoine, here you are!”

“Ah, Miss Annette! Little bit smaller…”

“What are you so ashamed of? I’m not particularly guilty.”

Life is hard The ordeal, full of adversity, is arduous. However, only the relationships hidden within them are beautiful. It was romantic to see a picture of a man and a woman of a fairly young age meeting like fresh youth. Enough to compare to the beauties who appeared later.

“Huh, so what did you do with Rom again?”

“Just something…”

“These days, our Bijou is having an affair in case someone isn’t a bad bitch, but it seems like it’s fun.”

“Oh no, it’s not like that! If so, what about the young lady?”

The young lady of the Marquis, with her flowing blonde hair, walked into the room with her bright red eyes blinking. Beside her, her exclusive lady-in-waiting, with her somewhat flushed face, was arm in arm with her. They were Lucienne and Françoise.

“So what, sister? How great is this Madame Chevalier…”

“Oriane, I knew you secretly read sensual novels from the old days, but I didn’t think it would be this much…”

“How blessed we are to be able to talk so openly among sisters!”

“I agree. Still, it’s not a novel I’m interested in…”

Ttogakttogak, sisters with different hair colors but just beautiful looks, soon appeared in the drawing room. Even with her body, which would not have been freed from slavery, it was indeed Pyewolsuhwago Ilgo Gyeongseong that she dressed up in an outfit equivalent to court etiquette.

“Huh, that’s too much! If you read it, I’m sure you’ll change your mind?”

“My little brother, your tenacity is frightening…”

Oriane and Henrietta.

“The church’s doors are always open. If you are tired of worldly life, it would be a good way to take refuge in the Heavenly One.”

“I don’t know that far. She wouldn’t have been able to live like this if it hadn’t been for the nun who took care of me as a child. Even though he passed away, I wondered what it would be like if he carried on that will and added a little bit of energy to the nearby workhouse.”

“Me too, me too! The reason I was able to grow up like this as a well-off person is because of the grace of the church leader who took care of her mother!”

The last one was the abbess. She was a woman who felt nobility with her holy gestures in frugal clothes. Ironically, Marguerite, who was preaching with the employees of the Duchess, whom she had been enemies with, was dealing with them quite seriously, as if she was being admired by the religious world for nothing.

“There is nothing more valuable than an action that comes from a good heart. I heard that you are going to stay with Mrs. LeBlanc and settle down here. Then why don’t you have a meeting with me periodically. Faith grows when it is shared.”

“Well, it’s our honor, but…”

“It’s because I’m afraid it might be a nuisance to the abbess…”

“It’s for our brothers and sisters who are suffering under a witch who has no shame whatsoever.

Fifteen hired servants who were loyal to Henrietta, led by the maid of honor Annette, especially the loyal group looked at Marguerite with a bewildered expression.

“Would you like to sit down with me while we talk, gentlemen?”

“Oh, is that okay?”

“Sure, I would like to take this opportunity to hear about the grievances our brothers and sisters must have felt.”

No matter how privileged she may be, she was definitely moved by her frowning face when a woman who was the daughter of a famous family invited her to sit with her.

‘Marguerite, is that what the black bitch inside told me to listen to?’

‘My Duchess, why are you staring at me like that?’

‘What? A witch with no shame whatsoever?’

‘Huh, it’s not like he was stabbed, right?’

In any case, what was certain was that the fight between the two women was still going on.

‘I don’t really want to deal with it. Her younger brother is a dignified and cool guy, but how can a woman named Noona look like that?’

‘Anyway, if you play nonsense with our Rom, you better look forward to it… !’

Henrietta and Marguerite, who exchanged bloody glances, turned their heads sideways. It was even childish to see them, who were usually more mature than anyone else, antagonize with personal feelings.

‘Hmph, the insidious bitch!’

‘If you’re just greedy, you’re a bitch!’

In the not-too-distant future, so the man who would receive the affection of the two of them together could more happily pair them up and tame them.

‘If it wasn’t for Baron Ardennes!’

‘If it wasn’t for that child!’

Apart from him, Rom, who is sensitive to living, was startled as soon as he entered the drawing room.

‘This energy rivals that of Master and Kenneth… !’

Startled, then stopped again.

‘Ah, is it just my older sister and Mrs. LeBlanc?’

And discoloration.

‘More terrible…’

The hiccups were a bonus.