"Excuse me, may I ask where you are going?" Ruth asked a young maid who looked overexcited carrying a glass of juice.
The woman hesitated, even got annoyed for Ruth's disturbance. "I am taking the juice for My Lord." She told, thrusting her chin up in the air.
Ruth tried her best to maintain her smile. "Which Lord you are talking abouut?"
"Excuse me!"
"I mean... is it for Lord Lester?" Ruth calmed down herself before the maid got suspicious of her intentions.
"No. This is for my lead- I mean Lord Edwin." The maid immediately covers up her slip of the tongue.
Ruth narrowed her eyes at her. That was not because she was about to spill beans. Ruth was too distracted by the fact that she was going to Edwin to notice her mistake.
"Oh! You can give it to me and I will take it to Lord Edwin." Ruth tried taking the tray from her hand.
But the young woman scowled at her pulling the tray out of her reach. "Why?" She asked, rather shrieked.
