I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 15

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 15

“Well then, I’ll return to my post now. The servants will move your luggage inside.”

Sebastian, who had been standing behind them, said with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you, Butler.”

Roanna and Marine hurriedly bowed in greeting.

“You’re being too polite for something so trivial. Well then.”

Sebastian, who received their formal greeting with proper posture, turned and walked away.

“Would you two please follow me?”

Oliver spoke gently.

“Yes.”

Marine supported Roanna as they entered the annex. The corridor was decorated here and there with expensive-looking pottery and gorgeous flowers.

The annex was more spacious and luxurious than expected. She wondered if this was really the servant exclusive annex.

“First, this room can be used by Marine’s mother. It’s the room that gets the most sunlight.”

Oliver opened the white door wide and stepped back.

As soon as Marine and Roanna entered the room, they widened their eyes and looked at each other.

Sunlight pouring through the large window. A chandelier sparkling in the reflected light. Gold wallpaper. A spacious, comfortable-looking bed. It was a room beautifully arranged with luxurious-looking furniture.

“Is this really servant quarters?”

Roanna whispered in Marine’s ear with a bewildered expression.

“I don’t think so.”

Marine also looked around the room with confused eyes before looking at Oliver.

“Oliver. I think we’ve come to the wrong room.”

“Don’t you like it? Should I change it to another room?”

“What? Oh, no. It’s not that I don’t like it…”

Marine trailed off with a perplexed expression.

“The entire third floor of this annex has been cleared exclusively for Marine and Marine’s mother, so you can look around all the rooms and choose whichever one you like.”

Oliver explained kindly with a bright smile.

Marine’s lips parted in surprise.

Use the entire third floor?

At a glance, there seemed to be more than five rooms.

“Oliver. Is this really the servant exclusive annex?”

Marine asked the question that had been bothering her while touring the room.

“Of course not.”

Oliver shook his head with a cheerful smile.

“Right? I thought so too.”

Marine nodded and then asked, dying of curiosity about this situation.

“But why am I here?”

Oliver looked at her as if wondering why she was saying such strange things.

“Marine isn’t a maid, are you?”

“Am I not a maid?”

“You’re the assistant to me, the Duke’s aide.”

Was this position one that received such tremendous treatment?

Marine swallowed the words that wouldn’t come out and smiled awkwardly.

“Right. I’m an as-sis-tant.”

She deliberately emphasized “assistant,” but Oliver still just wore his benevolent smile.

“Shall we look at the other rooms then?”

“Mom.”

Marine turned to look at her mother standing beside her to get Roanna’s opinion.

“If we can use this room, I’d like to take this one.”

Roanna whispered carefully to Marine.

“Alright, Mom. Oliver, could I take the room next to Mother’s?”

“Of course. And will you have breakfast in your room?”

“Is that allowed?”

Marine asked back with a surprised expression.

“Of course it is. You’re the as-sis-tant to me, the Duke’s aide.”

Oliver emphasized “assistant” as if mimicking her, with a gentle smile.

“Ah… thank you.”

Marine bowed her head with an awkward smile.

A luxurious room and even meals. Being an assistant to the Duke’s aide was truly a good job.

“Will you come to the administrative office after breakfast? There are some parts of the contract that need attention.”

At those words, Roanna tightly grasped Marine’s sleeve with trembling fingers.

Marine patted her hand reassuringly.

“Yes.”

“Then please rest.”

Oliver, pretending not to notice their interaction, bowed slightly and left.

“This room is as nice as our old room. The bed is so soft too.”

Roanna’s voice trembled slightly as she stroked the cozy bedding as if she couldn’t believe it.

“Mom, I’ll buy you an even better bed than this one.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Roanna shook her head with an embarrassed expression.

“I know. I’m just bragging in advance because I’m going to earn a lot of money soon.”

When Marine put her hands on her hips and spoke proudly, Roanna laughed out loud.

That’s when it happened.

Knock knock. Their conversation was interrupted by a careful knocking sound.

“Yes. Please come in.”

A young maid who appeared to be about 15 years old with reddish bobbed hair that came down slightly below her ears entered, pushing a trolley.

“H-hello, Miss. Starting to-today, I’ll be ser-serving you and your mo-mother. I’m Yu-Yulia.”

Embarrassed by her stuttering, Yulia’s face turned as red as her hair color.

“Hello, Yulia. But I’m not a miss, so please don’t call me that.”

When Marine gently declined, Yulia looked flustered and on the verge of tears.

“Then, wh-what should I ca-call you?”

“Just call me Marine. My mother’s name is Roanna.”

“Yes, yes. Marine. Roanna.”

“You don’t need to add honorifics either.”

At this, Yulia widened her eyes as if it were a disaster and waved her hands frantically.

“I ca-can’t do that. The aide and bu-butler told me to serve Ma-Marine well. I’m so-sorry. Ever si-since I was little, I st-stutter in front of people I’m meeting for the first time. I’m really so-sorry. It will get better soon.”

“It’s fine. We can understand you well. Right, Mom?”

“That’s right.”

Yulia’s face gradually returned to its normal color at their kind attitude.

“I’ll pre-prepare your meal.”

Yulia pushed the trolley toward the tea table and took out the food.

Warm pumpkin soup and freshly baked bread. Cheese and ham. Various jams. Pudding and macarons for dessert.

A wonderful breakfast was quickly prepared.

After finishing her work and stepping back, Yulia took a deep breath and spoke slowly to avoid stuttering.

“What time would you like lunch? Should I serve lunch here as well?”

“Yes. Please prepare all meals here from now on. Breakfast at 8, lunch at 1, and dinner around 7.”

“Yes, yes. Understood. After you finish eating, just leave everything as is and I’ll clean up. If you need anything, please ring the bell next to the bed anytime.”

“I will. Thank you.”

Yulia bowed slightly and left.

After she departed, Roanna’s expression darkened.

“This is serious.”

“Why, Mom?”

“I was short-sighted. I got caught up in how well His Grace was treating us and forgot what kind of person he is.”

Fear settled in Roanna’s green eyes.

“You’ve heard the rumors too, haven’t you? That he never shows mercy to his enemies.”

“Yes…”

Marine nodded heavily.

“If we get caught lying…”

As Roanna’s voice trembled, Marine warmly grasped her hand.

“Mom. Don’t worry too much. I’ll do my best to be as helpful as possible to the Duke.”

“Will that be enough?”

“Of course. Just trust me. More importantly, please eat before it gets cold.”

Marine spoke with deliberate cheerfulness to reassure Roanna.

“Alright. Let’s eat together.”

Watching Roanna take her seat, Marine sat down as well.

In truth, she felt uncomfortable too. The endless kindness she received just for being the aide’s assistant felt unsettling.

After Father passed away, the only people who treated her kindly were swindlers.

But it wasn’t like the Duke would try to swindle her.

Marine tried to push away her worries and swallowed her soup.

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Marine entered the Administrative Office.

“Welcome.”

“Yes. You said you wanted to rewrite the contract?”

Marine sat down and glanced at the paper placed on the table.

“Here, there’s something I added.”

She took the contract Oliver handed her and quickly read only the section marked as additional terms.

1 Gold will be paid each time His Grace falls asleep.

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