Chapter 1

On the other side of the mansion’s busy kitchen, someone shouted. “Lilian! How long will the alternative dough be? You’re going to lose!”

It was Rezef, the duke’s chef. Taking away the bowl from Lillian, who was absent- mindedly handling the bread dough, I checked the condition of the dough. “Oh, sorry”

“Stop everything….. “

“What’s up with you these days?”

Lily lowers her head and bites her lip. Rezef asked as if he was worried. What to do in a bold and bold way, he felt good because he liked Lillian, who was good at it.

It was he who used this. “No. There’s nothing wrong.”

“Ugh, looks like I should throw this away. Go and get some fresh air. Make no mistake again.”

“Yes.” Lillian, who washed her dough- stained hands, bowed to Rezef and left the kitchen. It was a small luxury that a subordinate who was loved by his boss could enjoy. The rest of the maids are still working in the kitchen or elsewhere. Because he was busy, Lillian went out the back door and quietly sat down at the back of the house. This was the best place to rest from the eyes of the owner of the house, the duke or other servants. The warm spring sun illuminated every corner of the garden, but Lillian’s seat was far away and the shadow of the tree was covering her.

“Haa…”

Lillian sighed deeply as she sat with her legs together. This is because the sickness of the mother, who is bedridden, has recently worsened, making it difficult to afford the medicine. It’s been over ten years since my father went out on a boat to earn money when I was young, and my mother was sick and bedridden while doing various jobs to feed young Lillian. Lillian started working before she even became an adult, but even now, as an adult, her circumstances have not changed. Friends who live in the same neighborhood as her found love, while she was busy working, but Lillian cared for her sick mother. There was no such thing as taking care of her. a little bit.

Since she had to work more to pay for her mother’s medicine, dating was considered a luxury for her. “Where else can I get money….”

The money she received from working at the duke’s residence was not small, but she had to spend everything except for the minimum living expenses on medicines, which were getting more and more expensive. ‘Is there anything else I can do after finishing my maid work?’

That said, I didn’t want to enter any of the red spots in the dark back alleys. It was so scary and I wanted to avoid it. There were many rumors about various drunken people or people with strange tastes, and prostitutes were not treated well by commoners. Also, as a young adult, Lillian had no sexual experience.

I didn’t even want to think of a place like that at all. It was when I was sitting in the corner of the garden worrying about money.

Thud-.

Something fell on Lillian’s side. Lillian, who lowered her gaze to check the item, tilted her head. “Brush? Where did this fall from?”

Lillian picked up the brush that had fallen with yellow paint on it, stood up, picked up the dog, and checked the upper window. Then, a face peeped out of the window. It was a man with sleek silver hair that stood out even from a distance then said, “Hey, could you pick up a brush for me?”

“Oh, yes.”

Responding to the freeze, Lillian raised a brush and started walking. ‘Silver hair……. The duke I’ve only heard of, is it him?’ I thought as I rounded the corner of the mansion, went back inside, and climbed the stairs to the upper floor. Lillian, who works mainly in the kitchen, has never seen the Duke’s face even though he has been working at the Duke’s house for quite some time. I’ve only heard wild rumors. It is said that if he had cool blue eyes with fine silver hair, you can feel winter even in summer, that no one can touch him when you are working, that no one can touch him, or that you have made a great contribution in the war because he is crazy about killing. It was difficult to dismiss it as groundless rumors. It’s a peacock to be so dismissed.

It is true that he made a big contribution in this war, so people easily believed it even though the source of the rumor was unclear. Finally, on the fourth floor, in front of the room with the window where the brush had fallen, Lillian knocked on the door. I pretended not to know that my heart was beating fast due to tension.

“Come in.”

Hearing permission from inside the door, Lillian tightened her grip on the paintbrush and carefully opened the door. Dozens of different paintings were scattered here and there in the room, and a silver- haired man was painting colors while sitting in front of an easel on which a canvas was placed. Lillian slowly looked around the room and went inside.

‘I didn’t know there was a room like this.’
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