l giggled happily as l hummed my best song silently. l woke up on the good side of the bed today and my joy knew no bounds. Today makes it the fourth day Lady Quinn left the mansion unannounced and Lord Quinn has been acting as nonchalant as ever. All the maids seems to like the new development as Lady Quinn's absence means peace. Today also makes it the fourth day since the uncomfortable experience with Lord Quinn. Since then, l have not had the opportunity to talk to him as l only see him when he comes for breakfast which he surprisingly come for regularly unlike before, when Lady Quinn was present. During breakfast, he does not acknowledge me and l felt bad about it at first but then, who am l to be acknowledged by a whole Lord?
Today, l am not selected to serve the master as l am selected to clean the kitchen and make dishes. l don't know why l am feeling energetic today but l like my current mood nevertheless.
"Vanessa! You are to mop the store!" Grace reminded.
"Yessss Graceeee" l replied in a sing-song voice as l danced my way to the store
"l guess you've won a lottery Nessa" Bella said, chuckling
"Of course Bella!" l replied, giggling like a kid. l was mopping the store when the head maid came into the kitchen gaining everyone's attention by clearing her throat
"I want everyone to listen attentively to what l am about to say" She said in her usual stern voice. "Lord Quinn requested a maid who will follow him to the office everyday to do some work" The head maid said and then paused to observe our reaction. As expected, some maids are thrilled about the new development while others could not help but wish they are picked. There are those that are not the least interested like me while others are indifferent. Hell! l can't imagine myself being with that man everyday. l definitely won't survive him so l prayed silently that l am not picked.
"l have carefully thought about it and l concluded that the maid that is more than capable for this task is none other than Vanessa." The head maid announced leaving me shocked out of my wits. 'What was it l heard just now? Me? It definitely can't be me!. It shouldn't be me' l thought. Why me? Tears laced the back of my eyes, threatening to fall.
"Vanessa, l have prepared a lovely dress for you. Go and dress this instance. The Lord doesn't like to be kept waiting" The head maid instructed. Her voice for the first time is not stern but joyous. She is happy for me? Is this something to be happy about?
"Vanessa!" The head maid yelled, jolting me out of my trance
"Yes, Head maid" l replied in a small voice as made my way to my room. l could clearly hear the whispers of the maids behind me. While some are filled with gratitude for me, others envied me. Why will they envy me? l will gladly exchange position with them without giving it a thought. l staggered through the grand hallway as l thought of what is to come. l pushed the door to my room open and my mouth dropped at the sight of the dress that has been placed on my bed. It is a pale long sleeves dress with lovely flowery materials all over it. l immediately forgot my predicament and rushed to the bed to pick the dress. It stopped just below my knee but it extended to my neck and flared from my waist downwards. l mentally pictured myself in the dress and l couldn't wait to put it on as l dashed to the bath to freshen up. l had never had the opportunity to wear such a ladylike dress since l was born. Did the head maid but me this dress? The l should thank her later. Maybe going to the office with the Lord is not that bad after all. l came out of the bath shortly after to meet Grace sitting on the bed. She sprang up immediately she saw me
"Vanessa! What a lucky girl you are! Come here let me make your hair"
"What? No. It is not necessary. Remember l am merely a maid. Because l was given a dress of the higher ups doesn't mean l should forget my status" l retorted
"Hell no! You shall dress" Grace replied stubbornly as she insisted l use scented oil to rub my skin. What are this girl's thoughts? l am not going there to seduce the Lord right? Thanks to Grace, l rubbed my milky skin with scented oil and wore the magnificent dress that accentuated my figure quite well, even showing off some skin!
"Which way about l style this?" Grace asked while fiddling with my exceptionally long dark hair. My waist length hair had always been a stress to me as it is difficult to brush and style but Grace seems to have no difficulty instead she is enthusiastic about styling it. l sat patiently, allowing her to do whatever she wants to my hair. After styling my hair in a lovely ladylike manner, Grace brought out a woven sac from nowhere and loosened it to reveal different ointments and paints that women of high class apply to beautify themselves. l stared wide-eyed at Grace, giving off a 'Don't you dare!' look but she went ahead to apply a sticky balm to my lips and some paints to my eyes and lashes. She wore a ear ring for me and l was forced to ask her where she got them from. She promised to tell me when l get back and l look forward to it desperately hoping she is not stealing people's properties. I am finally done after a considerably long time and l hope Lord Quinn is not pissed. Remembering Lord Quinn, l began to feel insecure as l know not what the day holds for me. Slowly, l felt my discomfort sliping back to me. Grace noticed the change in aura and held my hands in hers, giving it a light squeeze
"Are you done stressing?" The head maid voiced out, disturbing our sisterly moment that l so much wished to prolong but Grace pulled back slowly, urging me to get up and face what is to come. l walked slowly behind the head maid as we found our way to the dining room to meet the Lord. My heart kept beating rapidly behind my tiny and l failed to calm it. Of course! He was there, sitted lovely and sexily in all his glory thereby increasing the rate of my heartbeat. l am certainly going to get an attack at the rate my heart is pounding. Then, his wandering eyes found mine and swept over me possesively and intimately that my legs began to shake at the intensity of his probing gaze. l somehow found my way to his front when the head maid ordered me to. l bowed slightly and the intoxicating aura that was coming from his eyes made my legs feel like jelly. What emotion is that? Lust?!?
The Lord easily climbed the wagon but l was left on my own looking for someone to assist me up as it is quite high and it is not ladylike to jump carelessly. l was beginning to get embarrassed when the Lord himself stretched his hands forward, urging me to take it which l did without thinking twice despite my fear of him. He held my hands like it was the gentlest thing in the world and swiftly helped me inside the wagon. l sat directly opposite him in the small space on such a way that our knees were frequently touching. He was not helping matters as he kept staring at me, suffocating me under his gaze...
l wanted to do everything but sit in this carriage. It is becoming difficult to breath since my hearth is beating so hard in my ribcage. l hope the Lord doesn't hear the ferocious beating of my heart. But then, who cares if he hears? He is the reason behind this! He hasn't diverted his attention from me since we commenced this journey and l don't think he is going to do it anytime soon. l had tried meeting his gaze a couple of times but l ended up looking down immediately my gaze held his. l wish l had the courage to ask him if something is stuck to my face. The cease of the shaky and noisy movement of the wagon indicated that we have arrived our destination. Thanks to the Almighty! The Lord is finally back to his senses. He has averted his invading gaze from me. He pushed open the wagon door and jumped down with such great masculinity that left me in awe. He once again extended his hand and assisted me out of the carriage. l observed my surroundings on getting down and l was mesmerised. The office is on a vast land that consist of tall buildings that were painted with beautiful hues. Men and women of high status and position trooped in and out of different buildings with each focused on whatever thing they were doing at that particular time. The Lord began to walk towards one of the buildings and l scurried behind him. l don't want to get lost now, do l? We walked past beautiful buildings before we got to some building that are isolated from the rest which had me wondering why this man before me likes things that are cut out of the world.