Count’s Syrup - Chapter 1
If Sophia Liddell had to name the most irritating person in the world, she would pick Daniel Ulysses without hesitation. Daniel Ulysses was an aristocrat who owned the title of count and lands located on the frontier. Also, he was the owner of the mansion where she had been working for 5 years. Even Sophia acknowledged that he was a man close to perfection, with blond, well-groomed hair half- up, clear blue eyes, good- looking eyes and a tall height that matched it. Except for his damn temperamental personality.
“What is this tea, it’s cold. Bring it back.”
“I’m sorry, but this is the third time…”
“So? Are you going to make me drink this cold tea?”
“…No. I’ll be right back, Count.”
“I don’t feel like drinking tea. Take it.”
“Have you done what I just ordered, Sophie?”
“Count, you just said about sending a letter. Less than five minutes have passed.”
“I feel like I’ve given you enough time? Can’t you do that too?”
“Our mansion is so large that it takes five minutes just to get in the carriage.”
“I feel like you are just making excuses.”
“It can’t be, Count.”
“Once you get paid, you have to act accordingly and expeditiously. You are not a philanthropist.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
The conversation between the Count and Sophia was always like this. Sophia left the room after talking with Daniel, swearing in her stomach. The Count was even more damned today. He called her in every detail and made her brew tea four times without saying anything, saying that he had lost his desire to drink it, and sent her back without saying a word. Judging from the fact that he brought up the topic of salary, it seemed that the salary given to Sophia was quite wasteful. Even though the amount of taxes collected from the estate was high, there was no such thing as a moth to say that so many rotten people regretted even the salary given to their direct maids. In addition, where could a maid who works like this while accepting his temper say such a thing? You know that, so don’t you take care of it a lot? If you didn’t give me that, I wouldn’t work here either! Even if you think about it, that remark today is
was enough to make Sophia say, ‘Because of this, there is still no woman who wants to marry him.’
Despite reaching marriageable age, the Count was still unmarried. The other maids said that the women who chased after seeing his face saw his true nature and ran away, but Sophia thought it a plausible guess. Sophia, who had been staring at the door for a while and swearing at the person inside the door, expected that person to attack her again and went on an errand. After sending the mail, Sophia stopped by an apothecary on her way back.
“Maybe it’s because I have so many things to take care of these days, so I can’t sleep.”
“Tsk tsk tsk, the work is hard, isn’t Sophia working hard?”
The fact that the count’s personality is not good is already known to everyone in the territory, so I don’t bother explaining it.
The woman who was a pharmacist, even though she did not have to, clicked her tongue and felt sorry for her.
“It must have been difficult to get out, so put in enough. This is a very effective medicine. After eating, you will fall asleep within 10 minutes. Be sure to take one tablet at a time before going to bed.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
After getting a prescription for sleeping pills, Sophia trudged out. It was because the man who drove me here sent me to the mansion first, thinking it would take some time. When I was about halfway to the count, rain suddenly started pouring down from the sky.
“Oh, it’s a big deal!”
Sophia hurriedly moved on. There was still half a way to go, so as the rain gradually got thicker, her steps became more restless. Rain- soaked clothes cling to her body, and the wet floor made it difficult to walk.
Each time the muddy water soaked the hem of her long skirt. It had been raging since the morning, and it seemed that I would be out of luck all day. Unluckily, it was all because of that bastard. Even if that bastard didn’t needlessly ask for tea four times, if that bastard didn’t order me to run errands like this, if that bastard didn’t give me insomnia, even if that bastard wasn’t my owner, things like this wouldn’t have happened. Sophia cursed the count, giving every possible reason.
The more I walked, the more my shoes sank into the muddy floor, making it muddy. The hem of her long skirt also gradually soaked up water and became heavy. Sophia ran towards the mansion that was now coming into sight little by little while being caught in the rain that never stopped.
“Ha, we finally arrived.”
When she arrived at the mansion and was breathing on the porch, the Count happened to pass by and saw her. He ran his eyes from top to bottom on her rain- soaked face.
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