The Duchess of the Attic

"Well! Fair enough! Ma'am! If I could tell you a word ahead of time if you were going to come back, we'd all be more than happy to welcome you!

As soon as the carriage containing the family crest of the Duke's house arrived in front of Count Holloway's consulate, a servant rushed down to open the carriage door to me in a hurry.

And when Opal gets off the carriage with my servant's hand, Marcia, the butler and housekeeper who looked panicked, jumps out the front door again.

It was the one I held to Opal as it was, so I almost fell, but my accustomed servant supported me there and gained nothing.

The Duke's wife watched with dismay.

As a matter of fact, the Duke's family - Cave had never left the Duke's house before this morning with anxiety.

It was good to get all a little baggage in the carriage with the bad girl and the prestigious Duchess, to run the horse nervously, to continue down the street, which I had carefully checked the day before, until I managed to get into Count's territory.

However, a little further down the split road, a signal came from the inside of the car and stopped the carriage, pointing out that it was going the wrong way.

I hurriedly apologized and tried to turn back, but the Duchess ordered me to get myself off the carriage.

When she opened the dreaded door and was ready for the man who had stepped down to be yelled at, the lady said to herself, surprisingly, that she would take her place at the table.

"Because if it's the way, it's what I know. You'd rather sit next to me than tell me that from inside the car, wouldn't you? And look, it's such a beautiful day. Much better than being in the car."

Then, as he put it, the Duchess, sitting in the throne, gave Cave directions while explaining this and the territory.

Don't hate sitting next to a low-status cave or having your hair disturbed by the wind.

For Cave, who used to work in a different aristocratic house, it was astonishing.

In the first place, Cave began to work at the Duke's house because he had a history of having Sir Northam pick up where he was fired for seeing with nasty eyes the courtier of the aristocratic house he had previously served.

Of course, I haven't actually seen it with nasty eyes or anything.

I just happened to witness where the lady's dress was stirred by the wind.

Since then, the aristocratic woman thought she was arrogant, over-conscious and my utmost.

The only difference is Stella, the Duke's angel.

That said, Cave, your man, has never met Stella, who has never been out, and I know only rumors because I have never even spoken to Mrs. Northam.

I thought so because all servants let go and praise them.

I've listened so much as to say no to the last few days about a bad girl who seems to be in financial difficulty in that and who forced her to marry and fit into the Duchess.

The rumor is about the noble woman herself, which Cave is familiar with.

For the kind Duke and innocent Stella, we all swore that our servants would have to unite to protect us from the wicked.

For that reason, everyone was quite sympathetic and encouraged in this work up to the Count's territory.

Safely delivered to the Countess Consulate, the Dukes will be free from the bad girls for a while.

Even though Cave was carrying that mandate, it wasn't exactly what I expected on the road.

Above all, the inhabitants were happy to welcome the Duchess, who sat in the throne, and the Lady was also responding with a wave of smile.

Eventually, when the yang also began to lean, the Duchess returned to the car because she would be scolded.

Cave went the way he was taught, wondering who the hell would scold the Duchess.

And now a very welcome storm going on in front of me.

I tell Cave, who remains pompous, to work hard that the stables at the consulate will be tired and leave the rest to me.

Being thrown out in front of the front door, Cave was led into the mansion by his servant, who was warmly entertained in the servant's lounge behind the cooking area.

Besides, the dinner served that I would have been hungry was more luxurious than I had ever had before.

"This would be too luxurious! I'm just a servant, aren't I?

"Oh, I know. I was surprised at first because I used to work elsewhere, but this is our meal here. The lady... No, you were the Duchess now. The Duchess... Oh, it's troublesome. Anyway, my lady has improved our diet."

Cave looked at the meal in front of him and desperately swallowed something up to his throat.

One of the servants who mistook that laughs.

"Look, don't hesitate to eat. You shouldn't just put your hands on us carrying this. It's not a meal. Eat well. There's a change."

That being said, Cave, with his fearful spoon, sipped a sip of soup and then put the rest in his mouth all at once.

Everyone laughed when they saw how it was, but clouding their faces worried that one maid thought something.

"Hey, does the Duke treat his servants badly in his mansion? Even though the lady was married?

"Isn't it because it hasn't been that long? I'm sure the Duke's mansion is too vast to reach."

"But isn't it strange that the lady is back here in that state?

"Sure..."

The seats for the meal, which was bright, instantly quieted back.

Cave can't get bread through his throat again either.

"Alas, the story I just heard said to Marcia that the lady came back with something important she really wanted to make sure of."

"Really? Then there's no choice."

"Oh, right. Hey, Mr. Cave, I'm guessing the lady's going to be happy in the Duke's mansion, huh?

"Well, that's... I'm usually out there... I rarely even go into the mansion... but perhaps not..."

Cave, questioned by one of his servants, answered many questions.

In fact, I hardly ever get into the mansion, so I don't know much about the inside.

It was just a story from fellow servants that the Duchess had heard that she lived in the attic.

I was angry at the fact that the master bedroom was being used by Stella, probably in disgusting retribution.

So, Cave had to lie.

"You don't have to worry. The lady's fine. 'Cause while that lying rumor ruined your daughter's reputation, the Duke still chose her, didn't he? Even the lady said she wasn't going to marry anyone, but it was done. It must have been a big romance."

"Right. That's right!

"If you talk to the lady properly, you'll soon find out that rumors like that are lies!

"Oh, for sure!

The Count servants did not know the circumstances and assumed the two were romantic marriages.

And just when a bright conclusion was drawn, we returned to the vibrant air and everyone proceeded to eat soothingly.

One of them, Cave, was sitting on the spot feeling uncomfortable.