Chapter 23
He said with a small smile; he looked a little young to be called a butler.
“Please take good care of me, too.”
She smiled at him, and for a moment, Gilbert stared at her and the frown at his brow seemed to be out of place.
“Do you want me to call a doctor?”
“What?”
While the sudden question puzzled Molitia, he spoke carefully.
“You look a little… you look pale.”
“Ah.”
Molitia tried to laugh. She couldn’t properly control her body in the morning because of weak blood pressure. But it wasn’t something that would require calling a doctor.
“Not to that extent. Don’t worry.”
“Shall I carry breakfast?”
“No breakfast. Where is the Duke?”
“Master went out early in the morning for business.”
“I see.”
The butler glanced at Molitia. He was anxious because of his master’s behavior, who left the bride on their first night. Of course, he did not make his anxiety obvious.
But she didn’t say much. Her eyes were only serene as if she were no longer curious about her husband’s whereabouts.
“Something has arrived from the Count’s, calling it a Madame’s item. Where should I put it?”
“Would you put it in my bedroom? I have something to check, so please don’t organize it and leave it as it is.”
“Okay.”
He gave her a gentle nod. It was only the owner who could handle her things at will. He thought he should move the tightly sealed luggage.
“Gilbert, you are in charge of this house, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Then you must be familiar with this house.”
“You can say that.”
“Then can you tell me about the house today?”
“Of course, if you stay in this house, it would be better to know these things.”
She didn’t want to be caught in a sick body, so she pulled out the effortless energy.
“Okay. Oh, I’d like to wash first. Is there a bath?”
“Of course, I’ll have the maids wait on you.”
Do I need to call the maid to wash up? While she was pondering, the butler quickly went out of the door without giving a moment of thought.
Molitia, who tried to call him back and say he didn’t have to call the maids, stopped her hand. She thought it wouldn’t be wrong to be served. Plus, she wanted to move her body as little as possible because of muscle pain.
Molitia slid her legs; the movement was still painful, but moving them was more comfortable than before.
She stepped slowly on the floor, carefully, like a deer with a fresh foot.
‘Ugh.’
She swallowed a silent scream into her mouth. She felt like rubbing her cheeks on the pillow again. The fluffy bed behind her was tempting, but step by step, she moved forward.
Molitia grabbed the doorknob of the bathroom and took a small breath. It’s a mess up to this point. Even if she walked, she shouldn’t mess anymore. To not let people detect her fragile body, she had to behave as normal as possible.
She straightened her back and pulled her upper body. She thought she could hear a thud coming from her ear, but she tried to ignore it.
“Whoo.”
As she took a small breath and opened the door carefully, hot air sprang up. The maids, who she did not know when they had arrived, found her and bowed.
“My name is Pillen, and I’m going to wait on you from today.”
“My name is Lili, who came to serve on you.”
She was ashamed to see them in the bathroom, but she couldn’t ignore them, so she gave them a nod.
Molitia, who had taken her gown off, carefully dipped her toes in the tranquil bathtub. A smile spread over Molitia’s face as the warm touch spread up from the tip of her toes.
The heated water at the right temperature was just right for her to enjoy. Properly warm water loosened her stiff muscles.
Leaning in the bathtub, she slowly closed her eyes. It felt good to be tired.
After some enjoyment, she got up in the bathtub. The pain that dulled eased her forehead.
When she stood up, the maids next to her naturally held towels and wiped her body. She felt awkward as she never received much attention from the servants in the Count’s household.
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