Actually, I Was The Real One
Chapter 21
Emily: "I-I'm done cleaning, so I'm sorry, miss."
Keyra: “Wait a minute!”
Keira stopped the waiter who was retreating at a very high speed.
Emily slowly raised her head.
Emilia: "Do you need anything?"
Keira: “It... I want to restore this.”
Keira's voice was so soft, Emily bet that the ants' footsteps would be louder.
'What did he say?'
Emily still remembered the woman's facial expression when the woman asked if she should repeat what she said. Fortunately for him, Keira spoke again.
Keira: “This side novel is yours, right? I am happy to read it.”
Emily: "Y-yes?"
Keira swallowed his saliva and said.
Keira: “I heard you miss yesterday when I passed by.. You said mask scene is your favorite?”
Emily: “Ya?”
Emily was stupid. He knew it wasn't right for the staff to keep parrots 'Yes?' but the situation demands it. He desperately tried to remember what happened yesterday.
Did he say that? He thinks he did.
Emily: “M-my lady.. That's... Well, we're on break...”.
He suddenly realized that he could make his woman even more angry if he made an excuse, so he changed direction.
Emily: “Sorry. I won't be chatting with another waiter in the future. ”
Keyra: “What are you talking about? I just want to say that I also liked that scene the most.”
Emily: “...Yes?”
Keira: “I think. I'd like to ask if you can recommend the novel again. ”
Embarrassed, Keira's voice became softer, but she tried to get excited. The more he spoke, the less tense his expression became.
But facing that cold expression, Emily thought she was going to faint.
'Your expressions and words don't match at all!'
He thought it was less surprising if his wife said: 'I can't believe you read this kind of book in my house! You're fired!'
Emily knew she had to say something because the woman asked for a recommendation, but her mind was blank.
Emily: "A-I can't think of anything right now ... Can I give you my recommendation later?"
Keyra: “Alright then.”
Emily: "Then I'll go, miss."
Emily stepped back and left the room.
When Keira heard the door close, she clenched her hands together.
'seen? It's nothing!'
It was a natural conversation between two people who had similar interests. He reassured himself and nodded.
After a while, Rose stuck her head out through the door.
Rose: “Have you finished writing your letter? Can I come in?"
Ah, the letter. Keira looked at the table. He only wrote two lines of greeting.
She couldn't write the letter properly because she was too busy focusing on finding an opportunity to start a conversation with Emily.
Keyra: “Short. I'll write it now.”
Rose, the person she trusted, was the only one who had to send a letter that would be sent to her maternal grandfather.
It was a letter to form a relationship with their strong family. A 'contingency' if history repeats itself.
The most ideal ending would be to expose Cosette as a con artist, punish her, and be recognized as the biological child of the Grand Duke.
But Keira knows better than anyone that things don't always go the way she wants them to.
He must prepare for the worst. And the only one who could help him was his grandfather.
He knew he was a cunning and greedy man, but they were on the same ship. If he told her that he needed to discuss urgent matters about the safety of his family, he would not ignore her letter.
After finishing the letter, telling his grandfather that he wanted to meet and speak in person, Keira sealed the envelope tightly.
Keira: “Make sure it's delivered directly to grandpa.”
Rose: "Yes, I'll remember it."
Keira clenched and clenched her fists, recalling the conversation she had a while ago. Although it is short, it is important to take the first step.
Will I be able to chat with others like that one day?
'Like the waiter I saw yesterday...?'
Keira felt her hands tingling as she imagined laughing and chatting with the servants.
As expected, Keira was still embarrassed.
"Cosette doesn't care at all."
Perhaps because she grew up outside, Cosette did not hesitate to hang out with the servants. It was the opposite of Keira, who thought that keeping a distance from her subordinates was to maintain the dignity of the nobility.
Keira once told Cosette that if she wanted to be part of the Parvis Family, she had to act like a proper noble. And instead, what did Cosette say?
“Are you not tired of living like that? That's why you're alone. ”
He said those words with a sneer.
Keira bit her lip as she recalled the unfortunate encounter.
He used to think Cosette's actions were vulgar, but maybe it was the secret to winning the servants' hearts quickly? They will look friendlier to women who laugh and play with them than masters who make them feel uncomfortable.
Keira looks back at the things Cosette did. He was always smiling, laughing and greeting everyone.
Keira thought she was smiling too much. He thought it was inappropriate for a noble to have to maintain their dignity.
Maybe it wasn't Cosette who was in trouble, but Keira?
'... It's not so bad.
Read romance novels and talk about them with others.
What is so important about maintaining the dignity of a noble?
It is humbling to admit that the person he thinks is inferior is right and he is wrong.
If he had not experienced it firsthand, he would have lived his entire life in denial just like he did in the past.
But something's weird.
Although she admits that Cosette was right and she was wrong, she doesn't feel bad about it.
Instead, he felt an unexpected feeling of relief.
......................
"What's? Miss I ask you to recommend a novel?”
“You think I'm making this up? He really did it!”
The servants thought of their women's cold and empty faces. No matter how much they tried to imagine it, they could only imagine the woman seeing everything other than academic and classical scriptures as trash.
"Maybe he was planning to confiscate and burn her?"
"If he did, he would definitely look for our dorm!"
Then Emilia said.
“He heard our conversation yesterday. She says mask party is her favorite scene.”
“…”
“…”
The servants stared at each other blankly.
Looks like Emily said it ...
“It sounds like our woman is listening to our conversation because she also wants to talk about it.”
They immediately rejected the idea that the prestigious woman wanted to join in their conversation about romance novels.
“Someone may misunderstand. Watch your tongue, Emily. I'm worried about you."
"Hey, what-"
Emily tried to protest but stopped.
The woman never said 'I'd like to join your conversation' or 'Your talk is interesting.' So, it was hard to tell what exactly he was thinking behind his indifferent expression.
If Emily misrepresents what her master meant, she could be punished. Finally, he simply swallowed his words.
“By the way, the important thing is that the woman asks you to recommend. So, we have to think hard.”
“Because he said he wanted to know about the normal life of a noble, his story should be about a noble.”
"He might enjoy something sweet and light."
It was still hard to imagine the woman giggling over a romance novel, but since she asked the waitress to recommend more stories, she had no choice but to follow her orders.