Chapter 302.3

Extra Chapter – Birds of a Feather [Part 3]

Rose’s Handmaid, Meg’s POV

“Yes. If it isn’t Rose-sama, it won’t look stylish. No matter how beautiful the mats are, they will only end up looking rustic in our hands.”

“Excellent! Rose-sama, let’s begin preparing, shall we! C’mon, Meg, you too!”

My seniors would usually be in a bad mood on days the three Stuart siblings came to visit, but they worked very efficiently today.

This was supposed to be a good thing, but somehow I only got uneasy feelings about it.

Despite that, I still headed to the hill behind the mansion with Rose-sama, who had finished choosing the mats happily.

“I will stay at the mansion to receive the guests from House Stuart. Come back here when you’re done setting up the picnic on the hill, okay?”

Was I overthinking when I thought my senior’s smile when she saw me off felt a little creepy?

“Let’s go, Meg. Let’s set it up so splendidly that it will surprise the Stuart children.”

Even while reluctant and uneasy, I followed behind Rose-sama.

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“We’ve been looking forward to your visit, Carne-sama.”

The senior maids who stayed in the mansion were welcoming a young man with flashy clothes.

The king’s messenger would visit the Marquisate of Valerie periodically to inquire about Rose-sama‘s wellbeing. The messenger came with a personal letter from the king, but those letters had never reached Rose’s hands.

Rose splurged on dresses and jewels to vent her irritations to the extent that she was given the cold shoulder by the king. Because of her squandering habits, the senior maids could secretly slip in their own orders for dresses and jewels.

The larger Rose’s order, the easier they could mix in theirs, so even when it was decided that Rose would go to Valerie, they took the initiative to follow her here. And yet...

After House Stuart’s tea party, Rose’s shopping came to a halt.

Now not only expensive stuff like dresses and jewels, but they also could no longer buy even the small accessories like ribbons, handkerchiefs, or pouches.

‘Just what did we come to this countryside far from the Royal Capital for?’ The senior maids’ irritation reached its peak.

The letter from the king came at such a time.

The king’s messenger this time was the second son of the House of Marquis Lombard, Carne Lombard. Upon getting this notice, one maid thought of an evil idea while grinning.