Chapter 60 – 5. Mother and Daughter in Crisis (Complete)
“The lady has been acting strange lately.”
Said Francoise. The maids, gathered in groups of threes and threes in the break room, tilted their heads at the words. Unlike her, who was by her side and helping her, those who were in charge of her chores didn’t know much about Lucienne Le Moin.
“You were originally a unique person.”
Said the maid, who was short and had her hair tied back in two pigtails.
“You are scary and strict.”
The maid added that her long hair made her freckles stand out as well as her sewing.
“Some say it’s because he resembles the late master rather than the madam.”
“I haven’t been here for a few years, so I don’t know what kind of person the owner is.”
“Does Francois know? After the maid, he is the person who has worked the longest in this fort.”
A tall, demure maid with her bobbed hair, and twin maids with playful, curly hair, each added a word. Everyone was commuting from the castle town. In the first place, there are only a few employees living in the living space of the castle, including Marion, the head maid.
“It’s not like that, something has changed.”
The gazes of the maids, who were each preoccupied with their work, gathered together. Speaking of Françoise, isn’t it like her eldest sister to them? Most of those who had immigrated, especially from the northern countryside, had the experience of being indebted to her.
In the days when I couldn’t adapt to an unfamiliar workplace, there was no other person I was as grateful for as a senior who taught me how to work meticulously without any territorial attitude.
“What are you worried about, sister?”
Asked the maid of her ponytail. His expression was still grim, but he seemed to be paying attention. It was from the thought that if people who rarely worry about things start to do that, there must be a reason of their own.
“That, that…”
Françoise was puzzled by her words. It was something she said casually, but she couldn’t explain it because she didn’t have the confidence to explain it. It was inevitable, because conquering my mother sexually was the young lady’s lifelong longing.
A young lady who tried to get hold of her mistress, the reaction of her erroneous sorcery made her pay for it. She couldn’t give up even after that, and it had been several days since she ordered and prepared dangerous items. But for some reason, after that day, his behavior started to get weird.
‘If you say that, it would be perfect to hear the mad bitch…’
In the first place, only the person concerned and himself know that the Northern Winter Stone is a mystic. Not to mention, she had a past where she poisoned her father, the Marquis Baek. If you made fun of her mouth wrongly, it might not be counseling for your worries, but it might be an accomplice confession.
“In the past, he would always wait on me when I was changing or taking a bath. But lately, he goes into the bathroom without saying a word, or changes clothes only while I’m not there.”
“By the way?”
“There is again! Suddenly, you leave the seat all the time because you have to go to a tea party that you don’t normally attend? But even if I try to follow where and what I do, they stubbornly refuse!”
“Sister, can’t that be all?”
Her hair in her ponytail asked the maid back with a puzzled look on her face. The maid, with her striking freckles, chuckled as she continued her sewing. They could tell from the added words of the cheerful twin maids, but they were completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.
“Is it like Britannia’s love story?”
“Ah, the unrequited love of a lady’s maid who came to adore the lady he served…”
“Both do that.”
Her bobbed-haired maid, who was carrying her firewood, gave notice. Stirring her fireplace with her skewer, stoking her flames, she said firmly that she was not happy with the two of them teasing Françoise like her eldest sister her.
“My sister is just upset. It seems that Miss Lucienne, whom she has served for a long time, is graduating from her. She can’t use it if she makes fun of someone like that.”
I know there is no malice. However, the castle maids did not listen to me seriously at all. After all, Françoise didn’t properly explain the discomfort she felt.
‘In a way, it’s obvious…’
She let out a sigh and wiped her face. Colleagues seemed to think that it was not a problem to worry about, and they started talking about other topics before they knew it. For women who waited for orders from their mistress before work, nothing passed the time as well as chatting.
“And if anything has changed lately, she is more of a mistress than a lady. A person who didn’t know how to decorate like that often calls the maid to make it look pretty these days. When I saw it, there must have been a man.”
“What kind of a man is a man who doesn’t go out often?”
“Tsk tsk, this is why kids can’t do it.”
Her ponytailed hair maid clicked her tongue as she looked at her other companions.
“There is that knight who came as a guest. His scars are bloody, but he’s very handsome and his attitude is very gentle. Besides, I’ve seen you a few times while carrying clothes when you’re taking a bath, and your body is no joke like a statue?”
“I even heard that it was rumored to be strong.”
“Even so, it’s an untitled birth. It’s not that different from us.”
Her twin maids were sarcastic. She was right, but it wasn’t because she had any ill feelings towards Rom. However, her barren frozen soil was a place that everyone avoided because of such an environment. It was hard to think that a wandering knight who had visited the northern part of the many regions would be a suitable partner for the Marquis Marquis.
“It went well, though. He came looking for a place to rely on and suddenly became a hero who saved the territory.”
Added her freckled maid who did her sewing, skillfully threading her new thread. Her ponytailed hair maid rebuked them, clicking her tongue again. In the eyes of the world, the ignorant maids who did chores were like criticizing a knight who was definitely a descendant of an aristocrat.
“You don’t know what. Originally, the relationship between a man and a woman is unknown. And if you’re at the level of Madame Orian’s, your status as a man doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if you like someone or not. Moreover, being born without a title can be an advantage in some cases.”
“Nonsense!”
“Does it work? How many hassles would it take to have a knight as great as Sir Dior under his command? The money that goes into hiring is money, but it’s to the point where you have to wrap your head around keeping the surrounding nobles in check. But if we become a family, we don’t have to worry about that.”
Certainly. A knight from a central noble family is an ideal son-in-law for the family of Margrave of Danggeum. This is because the interests of Dong-to, who wants to overcome his status as a born-again and be formally incorporated into high society, and Dong-to, who desperately wants a knight with strong arms to protect the territory, are in fact exquisitely aligned.
But the problem is the character of Romuald Dior.
The knight was horny. He was a scoundrel who treats women carelessly to the extent that even such words cannot be expressed. Contrary to what his colleagues imagined, he was a man who regarded the Marquis Marquis as an outlet for his sexual desire.
‘Come to think of it, the thing I saw in the room at that time wasn’t a prostitute brought in from outside…’
Suddenly, Françoise, who had been struggling with the matter about Lucienne, raised her head. Accidentally, I came up with a hypothesis and felt the need to confirm it. She shouted, jumping up to the point that the other maids who were talking in her common room were startedled and fell to their knees.
“… No way!”
“Ph, Francoise sister?”
Her body took care of it and she started moving on its own. It was because it was my lady Lucienne’s job her, not anyone else’s. If others knew it, they might point fingers at it as a decadent relationship, but Françoise loved the young lady she was serving.
“Sorry, boys!”
“Where are you going?”
“I have somewhere to go in a hurry!”
Panting for her seat, she opened the door to her break room and stepped out into the hallway. She climbed the stairs right next to it and let a few guards patrolling the area pass by. Normally, I would have greeted you kindly, but right now I just couldn’t afford to do that.
‘It won’t be…’
The freezing cold of the frozen soil hit the whole body as soon as I came out into the hallway. Her body her, which was suddenly hit by the cold air, did not know how to stop trembling even as she entered the living space. Françoise left her impatient heart behind her and strode towards her destination her.
Outside the window, after the sun had gone down, the dark night sky was thickly covered.
‘It won’t be… !’
I had a bad feeling. It was because a clue that was passed on without thinking at some point sparked into a thrilling possibility.
How is it that such a bold and frightening young lady has seemed so weak lately?
He said he would finish taming the mistress in the morning, but why didn’t he say anything when he came back?
At first, it must have just been something that didn’t work out, she brushed it off. No matter how good she was my hostess she, she could n’t be very successful in everything she did. And in the past, like now, there were times when I often spent time alone without speaking.
‘But at the time, that article didn’t exist… !’
Since ancient times, the central nobility has shunned the northern barons. Furthermore, isn’t Romuald Dior a knight born in a high family? Considering the background that even a native of Amman could not carelessly touch, it was not unreasonable for the strong lady Oriane to be swayed.
‘Maybe, maybe…’
Françoise bit her lip. Before she knew it, she had arrived just below the floor where her mother and daughter lived. On the outskirts of the fort’s residential space, which was the de facto destination, right in front of the guest room, I grabbed her beating heart and took a cautious step.
A voice that can be heard even through the thick interior walls and tightly closed doors.
The hand holding the doorknob trembled. The voice heard in the room where the knight stayed was not just one person. It was very similar to that of the master and the young lady who followed and served by her side every day.
‘No… !’
Even then, Françoise, who could not bear to admit the reality, quietly opened the door. Through the small gaps, I captured the scenery unfolding at the same time as the soft lighting.
“… !”
The first thing he noticed was a man sitting in a chair with an arrogant attitude like a king. The next thing he could perceive were two women kneeling down with his hair grabbed by him. Clinging on either side to the vicious phallus, like snakes, they were dressed in very lewd clothes and were expressing their gratitude despite being treated inappropriately for their status.
Crying, the man who enjoyed the pleasant pleasure excreted his desire his coolly.
Then, the two women meticulously cleaned the shiny penis. They put all of what he had packed into their mouths, shared them, and kissed each other. In the process, their owner, who saw the splendid behavior, felt lust again.
‘That’s a lie…’
The mother and daughter, who were facing her crisis, were serving the knight side by side and amicably.
