Chapter 22: Favorite Cousin (I).
Elizabeth's POV
The only solemn place I could be was my library, even here I had to attend to my schooling matters and study politics.
Yet for some reason the memory of how I first formally met Victoria ran through my mind. When I have mistaken her for any other maid that has served me, who knew she was making a sort of behavioral test that she was observing of me.
And that… even when the head chef was stubborn, arrogant towards my concerns about the hygiene and everyone's health Victoria was there.
So... she was always protecting me from the start. I never knew her name from the first time we met but, it seems that I owe her more than I calculated.
"Why are you smiling, your highness? A coin for your thoughts." (Victoria) my maid asks me curiously, peeking over my shoulder to see what I was reading. I lean my head to the side so she could see what it was.
