At Lord Byron's family manor.
Deena was carrying a money bag as she wandered through the count's manor. A few maids were cleaning the floor, but when they saw her, they all started whispering.
"It's Miss Deena. She's back."
"Miss Deena hasn't stayed at home for a long time, especially after she went to the Royal Academy."
"It's no wonder. After all, Miss Deena's father is an incompetent earl addicted to drinking and gambling. This morning, the Countess and the Earl had another argument. He had sold the Countess' wedding ring. He even dared to sell their wedding ring. Is there anything he wouldn't do? We would have left long ago if the Countess hadn't treated us so well."
"I've already decided to leave. Our salary has changed from one silver coin a month to five copper coins a month. That salary is already lower than most maids in the capital. We need to make a living."
