The Grand Duke's Maid Writes a Consultation Log Today - Chapter 24

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The Exclusive Maid Writes a Counseling Log Today as Well – Chapter 024
“I thought you weren’t going to eat.”
Yulias’s gaze turned to Sheila.
Sheila ignored him and walked inside with Joshua.
“I am!”
When Joshua paused, Sheila, who had stopped along with him in the heat of the moment, kept her eyes fixed firmly on the floor.
Joshua faced Yulias and spoke clearly.
“I said I was hungry, so Sheila told me we should come down to the Small Banquet Hall!”
“……Very well. I’ll inform the kitchen, so wait here.”
“Okay!”
Joshua answered with a bright smile, but Yulias left without much of a reaction.
Elysia could only look back and forth between him and Sheila, completely unable to cut in until the very end.
As she stood watching the closed door, a voice calling out to her from behind broke the silence.
“Sister! Let’s sit down!”
Was it really okay to let the conversation that had just flown by end like this?
It was right when Elysia was hesitating to move.
Sheila, who had already taken a seat, must have found it unbearable as she leaned forward and glared at her.
Only after their eyes met did Elysia quietly move to her seat.
Just how long had she been listening?
How much did she hear?
Elysia’s gaze naturally drifted toward Sheila.
But before she could even utter a word, the door to the Small Banquet Hall swung open.
The one pushing the food cart inside was Head Maid Greta.
She must have come personally under Yulias’s direct orders.
When Elysia instinctively started to stand up, Greta gave a subtle shake of her head, gesturing for her to stay seated.
While the touched food was being cleared away and new dishes were being served, Elysia found it difficult to open her mouth.
“It smells so good!”
Everyone maintained their silence except for an excited Joshua.
The only sound filling the room was the clinking of silverware.
“Have a wonderful meal.”
Greta offered a polite bow and stepped out of the room.
How on earth should she bring it up?
Even though a freshly prepared meal was laid out right in front of her, she couldn’t bring herself to lift a finger.
“Sister, aren’t you going to eat?”
Joshua, who had already dug in, looked up at her with a puzzled expression.
As Elysia merely offered an awkward smile, her eyes met Sheila’s, who had been watching her intently.
Awkwardly averting her gaze, Elysia forced herself to throw a question at Joshua.
“Did you two just get here? If the Grand Duke hadn’t opened the door, I wouldn’t have even known.”
“We came a while ago, but Sheila told me to wait.”
“Huh?”
What did that mean?
“She said she could hear voices inside and told me to wait. Right?”
Joshua turned his head toward Sheila.
She did nothing but nod.
If that was the case, she must have heard almost everything.
What caught Elysia’s eyes was Sheila’s written communication.
[It’s fine as long as I don’t meet her.]
There was no subject pronoun, but it was clear exactly whom she was referring to.
Elysia thought of the imperial princess, whose face she had never even seen.
“……You don’t mean the Grand Duke, do you?”
Sheila picked up her utensils without responding.
What played out in Elysia’s mind was the image of Sheila refusing to take one step out of her room tomorrow, even when the princess and the others arrived.
If that happened, a clash with Yulias would be inevitable, and she would be forced into an unwanted encounter.
“My Lady, the Imperial Princess makes you uncomfortable, doesn’t she?”
At Elysia’s question, Sheila merely stared up at her intently.
An expression that somehow seemed to agree firmed Elysia’s resolve.
“If you truly do not wish for it, My Lady, I will try speaking to the Grand Duke one more time.”
At Elysia’s words, Sheila’s eyes wavered. Sheila soon scribbled something down and thrust it toward Elysia.
[Why would you?]
“Because I am your exclusive maid, My Lady.”
Even with the answer, Sheila’s doubt didn’t seem entirely cleared.
“Isn’t it a maid’s duty to prioritize her master? So please do not worry.”
Of course, she had no idea if Yulias would actually listen just because she spoke up…….
Even so, she couldn’t just stand by and watch.
If things were left like this, the relationship between Sheila and Yulias might truly become broken beyond repair.
After listening to Elysia, Sheila scribbled something down once more and held it out.
[You are so strange.]
Contrary to her words, Sheila’s mood didn’t seem too bad.

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After finishing the meal, Elysia headed straight to Yulias’s office.
Standing before the office door, Elysia took a deep breath and knocked.
“Your Grace, it is Elysia.”
“……Come in.”
A beat later, permission granted from within.
As Elysia carefully opened the door, Yulias, who was buried in his work, lifted his head.
Feeling Yulias’s gaze land on her, she tightly gripped the fabric of her skirt.
“Could you spare me a moment of your time? It is regarding the Lady.”
“Speak.”
Yulias answered without taking his eyes off the documents he was processing.
Though she flinched for a second at his cold reaction, Elysia soon stated her business clearly.
“I would like you to reconsider the Imperial Princess’s visit.”
“I am certain we already concluded that discussion.”
A look of displeasure flitted across Yulias’s face.
She knew he wouldn’t welcome this topic, but for Sheila’s sake, Elysia couldn’t back down either.
“I fully understand what you mean, Your Grace.”
She continued carefully, watching his mood closely lest she offend him.
“However, I believe you appointed me as the Lady’s exclusive maid because you trusted my judgment and abilities.”
“And? So based on a mere expression you saw, I am to reject the Imperial Princess’s visit and create friction?”
“I admit that the evidence is lacking, just as you said, Your Grace.”
“Therefore.”
“Please allow me, as her exclusive maid, to reply to the letter in a way that reflects the Lady’s wishes.”
Yulias’s eyebrow twitched.
Contrary to her bold words, Elysia’s throat felt completely parched at that minute reaction.
‘Just think of the Lady, only the Lady……!’
“Wouldn’t that be the best way to represent the Lady’s true feelings?”
It was a statement that could sound incredibly presumptuous coming from a mere maid.
‘But…….’
Elysia recalled Sheila’s written note that she had seen in the dining hall.
[It’s fine as long as I don’t meet her.]
Sheila was definitely reluctant to meet the princess.
If she was recklessly forced into a meeting under these circumstances, it was obvious that Sheila would close the door to her heart forever.
“Is the reason you are stepping forward like this because you think something happened between Sheila and the princess?”
Elysia nodded her head.
Yulias let out a short sigh.
“Wouldn’t it be faster to just ask her directly?”
“The Lady is a delicate person. If you recklessly push her, it might only end up gouging open her wounds.”
Perhaps finding it plausible this time, a look of contemplation washed over Yulias’s face.
“……A refusal is out of the question.”
At the reply, Elysia’s face brightened. Yulias had granted her permission to write on the Lady’s behalf.
Elysia nodded confidently as she answered.
“I will do my absolute best to persuade the Lady.”
Of course, persuading Sheila wouldn’t be easy.
Even so, it meant the child’s heart wouldn’t have to be hurt.
“Then, I shall go to the Lady now. I apologize for taking up your valuable time.”
Offering a polite bow, Elysia quickly hurried out of the office.
Watching her leave like a flash of lightning, Yulias merely twirled the pen held in his hand.

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Her steps up the stairs toward Sheila’s room were light and cheerful.
Knock, knock.
“My Lady, it’s Elysia. May I come in?”
After a brief wait, the door opened, and Sheila revealed herself.
Sheila looked up at a beaming Elysia with a puzzled expression.
Elysia spoke up proudly.
“I have just come back from settling the matter with His Grace.”
Sheila’s mouth slowly began to part.
As she hurriedly rushed to put pen to paper, Elysia’s words continued.
“His Grace has left the matter of Her Imperial Highness’s visit completely up to me.”
Freeze.
Her hand, which had briefly paused midair, began to move frantically.
[Really?]
Seeing the large, scribbled letters right before her eyes, Elysia smiled with all her might.
“He told me to reflect your opinions as much as possible, My Lady.”
Elysia spoke while completely leaving out the part where he said a refusal was out of the question.
Faced with the unexpected situation, Sheila kept writing furiously.
[He allowed that?]
“Of course. Because His Grace treasures you deeply, My Lady.”
Sheila’s eyes, which had been opened wide in surprise just a moment ago, slowly narrowed.
In a negative way, as if saying there was absolutely no way that could be true.
And as if to prove it, she showed the words she had slowly written down this time.
[It must be a delusion.]
“Pardon?”
Did something go wrong?
When Elysia asked back, Sheila finished writing the rest without a shred of hesitation.
[It is your delusion. There is no way that brother of mine would treasure me.]
In that instant, Elysia’s smile stiffened.

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