The Grand Duke's Maid Writes a Consultation Log Today - Chapter 11

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The Grand Ducal House Maid Writes a Counseling Log Today as Well – Episode 011
“Sister.”
When Elysia stopped moving, Joshua tugged at the hem of her clothes.
She had to endure it for her brother’s sake.
Yet they were whispering words that were bound to be heard, acting as if it were nothing.
“Excuse me.”
The eyes of the maids who had been gathered around the dining table lifted.
As if they hadn’t expected her to strike up a conversation first, they glanced at one another.
“Yes?”
One of them asked back.
She smirked, raising the corners of her mouth as if she had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, and even tilted her chin up as if telling her to go ahead and speak.
Elysia secretly clenched her fists tight before opening them, then flashed a smile.
“It looks like you’ve finished your meal, so would you mind clearing the table early? We plan to bring our food over soon.”
“What?”
“What is she saying?”
As if wondering whether they had misheard for a moment, they wore absurd expressions.
Elysia politely pointed at their dishes with a hand gesture.
“It seems like you’ve finished your meal, but since you were just sitting there, I was wondering. Ah, by any chance.”
She spun her body around and asked in a loud voice toward the direction where Greta was.
“Is it alright to continue sitting at the table even after completely finishing a meal?”
Unlike the maids, Greta was sitting in the center. Around her, people of various ranks, such as the Chef and the Gardener, were mixed together.
Greta quietly set down the spoon she had been holding and said,
“Since shift work is frequent, it is basic manners to get up immediately upon finishing a meal. Is there a problem?”
Elysia replied with a smile that looked as though it had been honed from social life.
“No. I was just curious.”
Elysia’s gaze shifted obliquely toward them.
Gone was the way they had been openly whispering until just moments ago; perhaps worried that the sparks might fly at them, they stood up from their seats one by one.
Muttering as if displeased, each holding their dishes, they passed by Elysia.
I’m glad Joshua didn’t hear.
Elysia waited for them to pass while keeping the small child pressed tightly against her back, worried he might be bumped into.
“Aren’t you something.”
It was a remark casually tossed out by the last maid passing by, who looked straight at Elysia.
She was definitely the person among that crowd who had asked Elysia back first and cocked her chin up.
Elysia didn’t back down, meeting her gaze before offering a smile.
“Thank you for the compliment.”
At Elysia’s unyielding attitude, the woman let out a short, “Ha!”
Only after watching the group leave the Dining Hall could Elysia enter the Kitchen with Joshua.
Fortunately, enough food remained so that there wasn’t a shortage.
The two were fully satisfied with just somewhat cooled soup and sandwiches.
Joshua, who had been swinging his legs while sitting in his seat, marveled the moment he tasted the soup.
“It’s delicious!”
“Shh, you have to be quiet when you eat.”
“Okay!”
Joshua replied vigorously and ate diligently, as if he had been hungry.
Watching that sight, Elysia pushed her soup bowl, from which she had taken only a few bites, in front of Joshua.
Perhaps because they had started their meal late, people were rising from their seats one by one and leaving the Dining Hall.
The two emptied their bowls almost until the very end.
“Joshua, would you mind sitting and waiting for me?”
“Got it!”
At the spunky reply, Elysia smiled instead of giving a verbal answer.
When she gathered the tableware and walked into the Kitchen, the dishes piled up by people were stacked high.
Beyond the door leading to the Backyard, a slightly acrid smell wafted in.
As she backed her body away slightly, she saw the Chef, who had finished his meal, smoking.
Elysia moved quietly so as not to draw attention.
Concerned that the precariously stacked dishes might collapse, she organized them into sections, then wiped away the remaining scraps from the dishes with a wet rag.
While she was neatly placing the dishes into the washing bin, the Chef walked in.
“What’s this.”
“Ah, it looked like the tableware might break, so I just organized them. I didn’t touch anything else…”
Elysia took a step back, worried she might upset him.
The Chef, who was stroking his beard, let out a smacking sound with his mouth as if noticing what Elysia had tidied up.
“I heard you were a greenhorn, but you’re quite nimble.”
“Thank you.”
“This is my job, so don’t go wasting your time, just go on.”
He waved his hand back and forth.
Before leaving the Kitchen, Elysia spoke to the Chef.
“Thank you for the delicious meal. My brother absolutely loved the soup.”
“Well, of course, look who made it. Tell me if it’s not enough. Usually, there’s leftover soup, so I can give you more.”
Elysia bowed her head deeply and stepped out.
However, there was no one left inside the Dining Hall except for Greta.
Joshua, who had said he would wait quietly, was nowhere to be seen.
“Where did he go in the meantime?”
She worried whether he might cause an accident or if some problem would arise, but Greta was approaching.
Since the meal was over, she had to finish listening to the explanation regarding her duties.
When Elysia anxiously turned her gaze, Greta, noticing first, asked,
“Is there some kind of problem?”
“Ah, no…”
It was impossible to ask her to wait just because her brother seemed to have disappeared.
Greta caressed her own earlobe as she explained.
“An Exclusive Maid for the Princess basically assists with waking up and going to bed, and ensures she takes her meals on time. Because there are no separate calls, your Quarters are the same as where the other maids use. When the Princess goes out or needs assistance while moving within the Residence, you must be the first to step forward. And in the case of assisting with baths…”
Greta’s explanation continued concisely, covering only what was necessary.
However, Elysia was so concerned about Joshua’s absence that it wouldn’t register in her head at all.
She was busy nodding her head, trying her best not to let it show on the outside.
“If anything happens to the Princess, you will be the first person mentioned, so be exceptionally careful with your conduct.”
“Understood.”
“And.”
Greta stared blankly at Elysia before slowly letting out a breath.
“Children are highly curious about even minor things and often leave their spots in a flash, so do not leave your brother alone if possible. The Residence is larger than you think, so once you lose your way, it is difficult to find.”
“…Yes, Head Maid.”
It seemed she had noticed that Elysia was failing to concentrate.
Instead of pointing it out to press her, Greta gestured with her eyes as if telling her she could go now.
Elysia bowed from her waist before hurriedly escaping the Dining Hall.
Just where on earth did he go?
While looking around for Joshua at a jog, a familiar voice drifted over from beyond the corner.
“Did you see her face earlier? From the way she glared to that shameless smiling face, it was really something else.”
“Is having that much face a requirement for a countryside bumpkin to rise all the way to an Exclusive Maid?”
They were the maids from the Dining Hall earlier, the ones who had created the foul mood.
Elysia, stopping her steps as she headed toward the corner, held her breath and listened to the conversation.
“Do you know how a girl like that gets all the way here?”
One of them suddenly asked mid-conversation.
It was a familiar voice.
It was the very maid who had directly conversed with Elysia.
“Right, it’s not like she would have the money to bribe anyone.”
The whispering voices didn’t stop, as if trying to manufacture gossip about the newcomer.
“It’s obvious. The back pocket.”
“The back pocket? Does she really have money?”
“No, not money. This.”
“Oh my, gosh! How crude!”
Cackling laughter followed.
What does back pocket mean?
Elysia couldn’t understand their slang, but she could at least tell it carried an unpleasant meaning.
However, it wasn’t something to care about right now.
Furthermore, if she got caught listening while hiding like this, it would only become more bothersome.
It was the moment she turned her body to retrace her steps.
[Are you looking for your brother?]
Sheila, who was behind Elysia, showed her a piece of paper.
She hadn’t even sensed a presence, so when did she appear?
Elysia glanced toward the corner before nodding her head.
Then, Sheila beckoned with her hand as if telling her to follow.

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