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Every Sunday, the Count's family would set off for church early in the morning by carriage. Even the prodigal son, who spent his weekdays steeped in liquor, accompanied them without complaint on this day. After seeing them off, the servants returned to their rooms to change into their Sunday best. Ellie, dressed in a neat, blue-gray dress, twirled in front of Daniel. “What do you think?” Daniel scrutinized her with a critical eye, like a strict tutor. It wasn't perfect, but it was a much…- 27.2 K • Ongoing
- Ellie looked him up and down. Now that she’d said it, it actually seemed like a good idea. With newfound conviction, she continued, “My wages, I mean. Actually, no. Would you mind holding onto my entire purse?” Her eyes shone with hope. Daniel responded with incredulity. “What makes you think you can trust me?” “Uh… uh…?” Ellie was speechless. They’d only met a few days ago. All she knew was his name. She had no idea where he came from or what his life had been…
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- Mrs. Wise, having finished distributing the payments, turned on her heel. “Alright then, everyone, back to work.” The moment she left the hall, Ellie quickly opened her envelope. The other maids, also exiting, resumed their chatter. “I’ve decided. I’m buying that necklace.” “Again?” “Last time I bought earrings!” “Yes, yes, of course. But at this rate, you’ll never save a penny.” Ellie carefully counted her wages, double-checking against the days she'd worked, then clutched…
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- Taking his silence as tacit agreement, Ellie continued in a hushed tone. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” This time, Daniel let out a sigh loud enough to blow the roof off. Ellie clearly saw him as just another maid in the room. If she had sensed anything even remotely amiss, she wouldn't be pestering him with such nonsense in the middle of the night. “You said just listen.” “I haven’t.” Ellie rambled on again, unprompted. She seemed to believe that if she opened up to him, he would…
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- “No.” Daniel’s denial was sharp. No matter how much safer it was to let the misunderstanding continue, he absolutely, positively did not want to admit the truth aloud. Ellie tugged at the ribbon of his waist, pleading, “Come on, just tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone.” “No.” At Daniel’s stonewalling, Ellie pouted. So mean. He should trust her by now. Well, she was getting used to his prickly side. Recovering quickly, Ellie changed the subject. “But isn’t Daniel more handsome…
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- “I’m not really into dating other servants. And this is a secret, but…” Amanda lowered her voice, and Ellie leaned in, intrigued. Secrets were always interesting. Just as Amanda was about to continue, the bathroom door burst open. Both women turned towards the doorway. Amanda recognized the newcomer first. “Diana, are you here for Ellie?” “Yes.” Daniel’s expression was unusually stiff. Amanda glanced at him, wondering if he was upset about having his work partner taken away.…
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- *** Daniel emerged into the hallway, his eyes scanning the surroundings sharply. Only after repeatedly confirming he was alone did he unfold the note. Scrawled on a torn strip of paper was a single line: “Hunt failed. Await by the water.” Daniel’s brow furrowed. He’d opposed the plan from the start. The chances of success were slim, and it risked alerting their prey. His supposed allies were safe in their “lair,” while he and his people were the ones taking all the risks by the…
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- Ellie’s listless eyes sparkled. The warm, freshly cooked sausage was delicious, its rich juices bursting forth with every bite. Mesmerized, she chewed contentedly. “Delicious…” Daniel was speechless at her genuine delight. He looked at his own sliced sausage. It was an ordinary sausage, the kind found anywhere. She was impressed by this? He wasn't some newly rich upstart; he was a Count. A nobleman of his standing wouldn't skimp on the servants' meals. But even so, it was still the…
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- Among the long-serving maids in the mansion were some particularly territorial ones. Betty was one of them. They would huddle together, gossiping and shifting their work onto others. In that respect, she was consistent, often targeting Daniel. It was unfair and against the rules, but Daniel always complied with her requests. He didn't want the hassle, and besides, he wouldn't be doing this for much longer anyway. Ellie, however, could face far more trouble if she got involved. It wasn't any of his…
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- She wasn't afraid of her. She’s beautiful, and tall too… I'm so jealous. Such frivolous thoughts flitted through her mind. Diana spoke sarcastically. “Do you always talk like that?” “Wh-what do you mean?” “You talk… strangely.” Diana mimicked Ellie’s speech, shrugging. Ellie finally understood. The kitchen maids earlier hadn’t been teasing her; they’d been genuinely kind. Diana, on the other hand, was definitely making fun of her now. “I… I’ve never made a…
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