DDSWTB 20

Chapter 20

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“Milady, you’re so very cute, but you have far too few dresses and accessories.”

Rose said in wonder.

“You’re right, there really are too few.” Mariana also found it strange.

“How about calling in a designer? Let’s have them make a few dresses that would suit Milady perfectly!”
Lucy’s eyes regained their sparkle.

Until now, Lily had never said anything like that, so I thought having just three dresses was enough.

I wonder if the Duke would allow it.

If he does, then I’d like some shoes too.

The ones I’m wearing now are about two years old, and since my body has grown, they no longer fit my feet.

That’s why every time I walk, my feet hurt and I get blisters.

I’ll ask later if there’s anything else I can wear.

“Milady, please change into this dress here.”

As Mariana helped me change into a dress, her movements froze for a moment.

She must have seen my bandages and been startled.
If she thought they were disgusting, that would make me a little sad.

After a while, my hair was done.

“Milady, you look absolutely adorable! Like an angel!” Lucy exclaimed.

“So very charming,” said Mariana.

“…An angel,” added Rose.

The three of them each said something similar.
Curious, I looked into the mirror.

“…Amazing.”

Normally, my hair hung over my face so I could hardly see it.
But now it was neatly braided, making my expression clearly visible.

A big white ribbon had been added—it was so very cute.

“Thank you!”
Overjoyed, I gave a loud thanks.

“We only did what we should,” they replied.

The three of them looked at me with happy expressions.

Just then, someone came to my room.

Knock knock.

“This is Chrono. The servants from the main building seem to have something to discuss with Milady. May I let them in?”

“What would you like to do?”

Mariana confirmed with me.

If Chrono was bringing them to me, then they probably weren’t hostile, right?

In any case, to change my reputation, I would need to use the servants to spread different rumors.
Maybe I could build some relationships with them.

I nodded to Mariana, signaling to let them in.

“Excuse us.”

Several servants entered my room.

“Thank you kindly for sparing your precious time for us,” one of them said.

“My name is Victor. On behalf of the servants here, I have something to say to you, Milady.”

So this servant’s name was Victor. He must be the one with the most influence among them.

“We knew that the young Lady was being neglected, yet we swallowed the rumors and avoided you all this time. As a result, we failed to realize you were being subjected to violence. We are truly, deeply sorry.”

As Victor said this, the other servants all lowered their heads, apologizing one after another:
“We are terribly sorry!”

It couldn’t be helped.
If Isabella or Lily had found out that they were friendly with me, Isabella—who had the authority to dismiss them—would have fired them unfairly.