Serena pulled back the beige floral curtain and looked outside with a hint of worry in her eyes. The azure blue lake shimmered like a sparkling gem. A white feathered bird glided past, creating ripples on the mirror-like surface of the lake before soaring high into the air towards the silent noble mansion by the lake.
"That is the residence of the Lorraine Lande family," Lady Tia Gov vigorously observed her daughter's dazed expression and explained in a soft voice, "It is also the place we will be visiting shortly." There was silence. Serena nodded, raising her beautiful delicate face and gazing at the elegant and restrained mansion. The main building was surrounded by two wings, and its façade blended columns with solid and magnificent towers. On the pointed roofs of the towers stood swords entwined with thorns. The mansion exuded an elegant and reserved light blue color that shimmered with a golden glow under the sun. As they got closer to the Lorraine Lande estate, Serena saw a white bird soaring in the air, folding its wings and perching on the balcony railing, quietly waiting. It seemed to have something tied to its left leg, but she couldn't see it clearly from here. Just then, the grand door of the balcony slowly opened. The maid in a pure black gown and snow-white scarf walked out of the house and gracefully took something from the messenger. The maid then gently fed the white bird under the clean, washed sky. Serena couldn't help but hold her breath, her emerald green pupils slightly contracting as she watched the scene. "Her name is Delfina Delettrez Fendi Oroni, the only maid of the Lorraine Lande family," Lady Tia Gov, with a furrowed brow and a solemn expression, also watched the maidservant on the balcony. "Do not underestimate her, Serena, just because she is a maid. She is quite formidable, even terrifying." "Terrifying?" Serena was taken aback by the words and carefully observed the tall and beautiful girl. She turned her head to look at Lady Tia Gov with confusion and disbelief. "It's just my conjecture. But with her alone, she manages this massive count's mansion so well, assisting the young count in reviving their declining family business," Lady Tia Gov said in a low voice, her pupils tinged with a dark green, filled with caution and seriousness. "It's unimaginable, yet she effortlessly accomplishes it. Even from this, you can glimpse the extent of the skills possessed by this woman who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere." "Just one person?" Serena blinked her eyes, repeating her mother's words softly in her mind. Though she didn't have a clear concept of it, she sensed something unusual when she recalled the busy but often mistake-prone servants at home. "It is said... that this woman named Delfina Delettrez Fendi is not human at all," Lady Tia Gov paused for a moment, then drew out her tone, her voice mysterious and sinister. "And the person she serves—your cousin, Count Chille Lorraine Lande, is a wizard who practices black magic. Every midnight at the end of the month, he abducts children from the village... until now, no one knows where they are." Serena's heart skipped a beat like a rabbit. She turned her head only to see the woman beside her with a slightly malicious smile at the corner of her mouth. "Oops... I'm sorry," she apologized insincerely. Lady Tia Gov affectionately touched Serena's small face and said, "My timid Serena is too adorable. Even the boys of this world cannot compare to you." "Mother!" Serena, who had recovered her senses, blushed with anger, pursed her thin red lips, and couldn't help hitting randomly while venting her frustration. Then, as if sensing something, she suddenly turned around. The person she had just been spying on had noticed them. The maidservant on the balcony had placed the small feeding box made of white porcelain on the rail, and she lifted the corner of her skirt and elegantly bowed towards them."After observing her age, demeanor, and intimate actions, it should be Serena Hamovi, the biological daughter who has captured the heart of Tiyagof Hamovi," Delfina Delettrez Fendi put away the concise and refined investigative letter she had just received, rubbing her fingertips as she pondered.
"At a time like this, bringing her own daughter to visit the Lorraine Land Manor... Heh, it wasn't mentioned at all in the appointment letter. Lady Tiyagof is really quite rude this time."
Gazing at the noble carriage gradually approaching the front gate of the manor, Delfina Delettrez Fendi's beautiful and charming face still wore a gentle and polite smile, but her purple sparkling eyes gradually turned cold.
"By the way, the young master is also at the age to be engaged now," she murmured to herself.
The maid adjusted her appearance and makeup, then turned back and walked into the house. Meanwhile, the exquisite porcelain food box was completely forgotten on the balcony railing by the maid, who was always able to complete household tasks flawlessly.
"I wonder if Lady Tiyagof had such intentions with this visit."
Maintaining a calm expression, Delfina Delettrez Fendi carefully repackaged the letter in her hand. Yet, her mind couldn't help but imagine that damn rascal, Chille.
Perhaps one day in the future,
with another woman,
holding hands, palms touching,
entering a contract, becoming husband and wife,
and then in an occasion that she cannot intervene in,
being admired by another pair of eyes,
kissed greedily by another pair of lips,
embraced shamelessly by another pair of arms,
slowly removing the clothes she had dressed him in
bit by bit, blending together as one.
"These mere humans, how dare they... It's truly nauseating."
Shaking her head gently, pushing away these things that hadn't occurred and would never happen, Delfina Delettrez Fendi took a deep breath. The cold, piercing air filled her lungs.
"I do not like unclean things."
She whispered each word to herself in her heart, allowing herself to calm down.
"But if they truly have such intentions, for the sake of the Lorraine Land family's future, not just anyone can handle the role of the mistress of this house."
Tightening her fist, Delfina Delettrez Fendi walked into the house with a slow pace. Her enchanting figure gradually disappeared into the shadows, the pitch black and refined maid's dress swaying gently with the graceful steps of a young girl.
Her tall and stunning figure vanished without a trace.
