Arielle put her bowl on top of another plate. His heart skipped a beat when she saw the back door of the kitchen that connected the backyard of the palace and the kitchen. She could faintly hear the laughter of those servants joking among them.
She bit her lip hard to fight her nervousness. Arielle grabbed both sides of her dress and stepped awkwardly out of the kitchen.
"O-Olin!" called Arielle in a trembling voice.
Olin who was stomping the laundry in the wooden basin turned her head towards the kitchen door. Instantly the cheerful atmosphere became quiet when she saw Arielle had appeared behind the door.
Their laughter stopped for a moment as Arielle walked closer. Olin whose name was called immediately bowed her head, trying to avoid Arielle. The woman cleaned her feet and followed Arielle who also walked over.
Several maids there intentionally left Arielle and Olin alone.
"Olin, can we talk for a bit?" Arielle asked Olin.
