Volume 2 Chapter 51
Afternoon tea, a hallmark of nobility and young ladies, awaited us after the cleaning tasks were completed. As Chris’s personal maids, Nora indicated that it was our duty to prepare afternoon tea for her.
“Miss Chris’s schedule is very dull during her routine tasks, so it’s important to always have tea ready to suit her taste.”
“These tea leaves are high-quality.”
“Subpar tea would never befit touching Miss Chris’s lips. Everything Miss Chris consumes, from main courses, desserts, to fruits, must be of a certain standard…”
I could tell that Nora had perfected the art of brewing tea to suit Chris’s palate, achieving an impeccable balance of color, aroma, and flavor. Even if I were to try, I doubt I could surpass Nora’s skill.
However, I felt more confident about the tea snacks.
Chris’s preference was pineapple buns, and her favorite tea was a refreshing, high-quality variety. Combining these preferences for a nutritional pairing, I believed a popular mousse cake from the Kingdom of Mikael would be a suitable choice.
“Mousse cake?”
Nora recognized it immediately.
“Yes, I thought mousse cake, combined with seasonal fruits, would be perfect for Miss Chris.”
After all, despite its name, pineapple buns don’t actually contain pineapple, similar to how wife cakes don’t contain any wives.
I prepared a small piece for Nora to taste. She took a bite, and her surprised expression vanished almost instantly.
After gracefully wiping her lips, Nora looked at me, puzzled.
“Your culinary skills are high. Were you a kitchen maid?”
“I would say I’m more of an all-rounder.”
“An all-rounder? Impossible,” Nora seemed incredulous. “Your cleaning and cooking skills are at a level only experienced maids possess.”
In other words, how did you manage to achieve such high skill levels at a young age? Skill levels require experience points, and technical proficiency typically requires a significant amount of time. Young, attractive maids rarely possess such advanced skills.
“Are you actually quite skilled as a maid?”
“Um, I am indeed a professional maid. What about you, Head Maid Nora?”
“I wanted to stay by Miss Chris’s side… Just being near her is enough for me; the role doesn’t matter.”
As Nora spoke, she arranged the tea snacks. I couldn’t make an appearance, so I let Nora deliver the afternoon tea to Chris.
A few minutes later, Nora returned with the empty tray, the coldness in her expression slightly thawed.
“Miss Chris praised your snack highly. You win this round.”
“The afternoon tea was a joint effort between Head Maid Nora and me.”
“Me? I only know Miss Chris’s preferences. You prepared the snacks.”
“But without good tea, afternoon tea consisting only of snacks wouldn’t be perfect.”
“Hmm…”
After some insistence on my part, Nora reluctantly agreed to consider it a joint victory.
It seemed like she was competing with me, but I think Nora genuinely had Chris’s best interests at heart.
Chris enjoyed my snack, and seeing her happiness, Nora credited me with the win, even though I hadn’t thought of it as a competition.
I understand that sentiment; as long as the master is happy, it doesn’t matter who brings that joy.
Nora and I have a lot in common.
Nora doesn’t seem to dislike capable maids, though she still keeps her distance. But our professional exchanges as maids are now problem-free.
Then came the time for the head maid’s duties.
“Are we going to check the rooms?”
“Yes, come with me.”
“To see if any maids are slacking off?”
“Not just that. We need to ensure no one harbors improper thoughts towards Miss Chris.”
Nora narrows her eyes, seemingly hinting at something.
Intruding into others’ rooms is impolite, but as part of the head maid’s duties, I have no choice.
In noble houses, maids are just servants, sometimes treated as personal property. They often don’t have their own rooms. Even when maids’ rights improved, they usually had communal dorms.
Chris providing each maid with a private room, albeit small, is quite rare and generous.
Entering a modest room, Nora efficiently searches and tidies. She quickly finds a book in a hidden compartment.
“Hmph… I knew it.”
The cover of the book features a disheveled maid and a faceless beastman.
The title reads “The Master Turns into a Beast! The Maid’s Fall into Pleasure (Volume 5).”
“This is?”
“A popular novel among the maids. It’s about a master in a mansion who turns into a beastman under the moonlight and can’t suppress his animalistic desires. One dark, stormy night, the beastly master makes his move on his maid…”
“An erotic novel?!”
And it’s already at Volume 5!
“Such terrible books that insult the master should be confiscated. How dare they compare our noble Miss Chris
to those smelly beastmen?”
Um, I think Nora might have some misconceptions and prejudices about beastmen…
“Find them and hand them over to me for confiscation.”
Saying so, Nora unemotionally…
places the novel into her storage space.