Chapter 52. Poor Little Lamb Falls Into The Hands Of A Wicked Woman, Part II
Translator: Khan
Editor: SootyOwl
âYou look pretty cold too.â
Annie shook her head, surprised by Ariaâs sudden statement. âOh, no. Iâm fine.â
âReally? You must be strong in the cold.â
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âRegardless, Iâm afraid youâll catch a cold if you donât put anything on.â
âItâs all rightâ¦â
The maid looked very uncomfortable in the position she was in now. She had not expected to serve Aria, and Aria had also never imagined that such an opportunity would come. It would not have happened without the hourglass.
Sarah smiled softly while looking at Aria, who was taking care of even her maid.
âDo you mind if I do something different today, teacher?â
âSomething new?â
âYes. Iâm looking forward to your social debut at the yearâs end, so I think we should rehearse.â
âThat way, Annie will start to envy me. Greedy⦠She seems very interested in that.â
âThatâs a good idea.â
With Sarahâs consent, Aria learned how to walk gracefully in her pointed shoes, how to gently fan herself, and how to respond to her escort.
Annie watched it from start to finish. Her eyes glistened with envy. It was a world unknown to her, which she would never experience in her life.
âSo, if you give up early, your life will be smooth, but you canât hide your greed, so this wicked bitch will extend her hands to you.â
Finally, when checking the dance steps, Sarahâs eyes widened, and she said, âOh, I think youâre better than me.â
âYour compliment is too much. I guess itâs thanks to the fact that Iâve been practicing alone.â
The moves that Sarah and she practiced were very easy and simple for Aria, who had used to party all the time. In those days, she had only thought about making herself attractive to others.
Of course, all of the moves were meant to accentuate beauty, not to express grace, so they had to be accompanied by the etiquette that she had learned and practiced from Sarah. Fortunately, it wasnât that difficult. All she had to do was stop any indecent laughs, which naturally came out of her.
By the time they were about to start the dancing practice, with either one taking the role of man or woman at a time, Jessie returned from her errand. She hurriedly replaced Annie, her face flushed as she seemed to have run out of breath on her way to the third floor.
Annie left Ariaâs room with a look of regret because she couldnât watch the dance that was about to start now in earnest. At last, Aria saw that Annieâs eyes went to the golden brooch on Jessieâs chest.
âIâm sure youâre wondering. Letâs give her a little time to imagine all kinds of things.â
Aria burst into childish laughter and gave Jessie a cup of water.
âMi-miss!â
âYou didnât have to be in such a hurry⦠I felt sorry to see your face so flushed and poured the water without realizing it. Take it.â
âTh-thank you!â
âThereâs nothing to do, so you can rest. Right, teacher?â
âYes, Iâm afraid sheâs going to faint like that.â
Jessieâs face was glistening so much that it would be strange for her to collapse right there.
After taking the glass of water, Jessie watched the class quietly drinking it in the corner. Annieâs return eliminated the need to continue that tedious dance practice, so the class ended quickly. Aria, who was watching Sarahâs carriage leave for a moment, asked Jessie if she had done well in what she had asked Jessie to do.
âYes, miss. He decided to bring a design and samples in a few days.â
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A few days had passed, as she had said, and a drawing and six samples of the watch Aria had asked for from the jeweler arrived. The owner of the jewelry brought it in person. The watch, which was composed of colorful jewels and craftsmanship, seemed suitable to be used as a pendant for a long necklace. Aria was agonizing over the six samples in front of her.
âIâm worried because everythingâs beautiful. Jessie, which one do you think is best?â
âM-me?â
Jessie, who had been called by name, hesitated to answer in surprise.
âWhy is she not brave with that?â Well, she had been subservient her entire life, but Aria still didnât like Jessie to be surprised by everything even though Aria had already warned her about that.
âIâll take the first sample because itâs more refined.â
âThatâs an excellent choice.â
It was a pocket watch with opal, rainbow lily set on it. The diamond that decorated the inside of the watch looked alright, but the craftwork on the rim was exquisite and much more valuable than jewels. Of course, that was only an unfinished sample, so the real one would be a little different, but she had the impression that it might be a lot better than this.
Like she had expected, the finished work she received about a week later was much more luxurious and beautiful than the sample. It was a beautiful pocket clock that could also act as a pendant to hand from a necklace.
âWhen would be a good time to start?â
The ability of the hourglass and the tool to make proper use of it were ready to drive Mielle into the depths of despair.
âWould her birthday be good, or should I steal her maid first?â
Either way, it was certain that Mielleâs future would not be smooth.
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Aria did not have to agonize over the first use of her pocket watch. Much to her regret, Mielle recommended some of her maids to Aria.
It seemed a little early, it was still before the end of the year, but perhaps Oscarâs visit had been the trigger. That mustâve been why she had shown up at the dining hall when she hadnât even shown her face since his visit and eaten with her ears pricked up.
âHow stupid you are!â
Mielle had probably sent her maid because she hadnât gotten any information. Aria did not miss this opportunity and took in Mielleâs maid. Mielle had recommended Annie because Aria didnât need a lot of maids yet, but at the very least, she needed a maid to do all the chores.
It wasnât as if Mielle had decided on Annie at first. Only after Aria had used the hourglass to return to the past and posited that it would be good for the young maid to serve her had the maid been assigned to her. So, without having to choose, she used the pocket watch for the first time to bring any into her service.
Unlike Jessie, who took a short break when Aria was absorbed in a book, Annie followed Aria wherever she went, from morning to night, in the name of âan immediate, quick response.â
Aria assumed that Mielle had instructed her to do that. She was certain that Mielle couldnât even sleep because of wondering what Aria and Oscar had talked about. And so, Annieâs actions were to drive Aria, the thorn in her eyes, into an abyss.
âAnnie, will you change the tea?â
âYes, miss.â
When she gave the order without taking her eyes off the book, Annie brought some new tea right away. It seemed to have been prepared in advance.
âNo matter how young you are, youâre Mielleâs maid.â
Annie was more capable than she had thought. Even though she was young, she had worked as a maid for a long time. In addition, everyone in the mansion was a close associate of the beloved Mielle. There was no way that she would not be competent.
Aria, who observed her pouring the tea politely nearby, spoke to her with a face that Annie found something very strange.
âHow nice your skin is!â
â⦠Yes?â
âYou have freckles, so I didnât notice from afar, but your skin is very white and fine.â
Annieâs face turned red when Aria suddenly praised her skin.
Driven by hunger, Ariaâs praise continued. âYou have big eyes, a sharp nose, and fair skin.â
ââ¦â
âIf you dress well, youâll be called a noblewoman.â
Annie didnât respond to that series of compliments. She just blushed and looked at the floor. That was because Aria and she did not have a good relationship yet.
In addition, Aria had been abusive to her master, Mielle. She had been born the daughter of a prostitute, who was worse than a commoner, and had been lucky enough to become a noblewoman, so Annie had been busy cursing her birth, thinking Aria was different from the real nobles. Surprisingly, Aria began to extol her, so it was only natural that she didnât know what to say.