"Who was that?"
"He is Lord Micah. Lord Quinn's cousin or is it friend?" She answered, her eyes still glued to the retreating figure of the Lord
"What in the whole world is wrong with you Grace?"
"And what did l tell you is wrong with me? I can't remember telling you l am sick"
"This is not a matter of illness, it is how you look at that Lord. Even Danielle! Are you guys charmed?"
"See, l am not looking at the Lord in anyway"
"Oh really? How do you explain your pink ears and cheeks?" l asked glaring at her. l must be over reacting right now
"Vanessa! Will you mind your business and stop taunting me!" She said dramatically before strolling out of the living room. l sighed exhaustedly before founding my way out of the living room leaving the excited maids who are busy gossiping about their charming Lord
"Lord Micael, where is Lord Quinn?" l was forced to ask him during dinner as we stood in line watching him eat. It has been three days since Lord Micael came and l have come to know him as a sweet soul. l finally got why the maids were acting joyful when he arrived. Though l still don't get along with him and l often get irritated when he comes to the kitchen to gist with the maids thereby gaining everyone's attention making them giggle and smile sheepishly like they are under a spell. Danielle is the one person that surprises me beyond normal by her change in character since Lord Micael came. She had been acting jumpy and excessively jittery. She would always volunteer to serve the Lord his meal, she would deliberately leave her breasts unwrapped and wear her short maiden attire that she had previously condemned. She would seize every opportunity to go to his room and prevent other maids from going. Grace on the other hand has been more reserved contrary to her normal inquisitive self. She would always look sober whenever the Lord is there with Danielle all over him of course!
"He is out for some businesses. He will be back shortly prettiest" He said, a dirty smirk plastered on his face. What is wrong with this man? l so much dislike how he calls me prettiest.
"Okay" l said dejectedly, my eyes searching the table for anything that can aid me out of the dining room. l saw an unused plate sitting somewhere on the table and l rushed to pick it, leaving the dining room afterwards. l strolled to the garden needing to calm the brewing discomfort in my chest. He left me on bed and went for 'businesses?" What business is so important to him? 'l hate him!' l thought
"Who do you hate?"
What? did l say that loudly? l turned to know whoever it was that disrupted my meditation. What is this Lord Micael doing here? Why is this man so clingy__
"Err__no one. l was just talking randomly"
"You are beautiful girl, in and out" He said knowingly
What in heavens is wrong with this man? What is he saying this time "l don't get you my Lord"
"You don't need to get me prettiest just know that Gabb really had to go. He had no choice but to go if not, he wouldn't have gone" Lord Micael said in all seriousness. l never knew he could be this serious since he is always walking around with that creepy smile plastered on his face. He turned to leave after flashing me a smile that left me clueless. l went back to the kitchen after revieving fresh and sweet scented air from the garden. God knows how much l love this garden....There is one other garden in the mansion but that is strictly for Lord Quinn. l will like to explore it once he is back
"Why is Danielle acting this way?" l heard Bruse say immediately l got to the kitchen
"And how would you expect me to know? lt is not like l can read mind" another maid replied sarcastically
"What is wrong with Danielle?" l asked, alerted
"Ohhh Vanessa... Danielle has been acting strange. She shouts over every thing, she picks on everyone, she is completely irrational" Bruse explained
"Where is she?"
"In her room" Dija replied. "Go talk to her because l won't tolerate such behaviour from her. We will end up fighting dirty!"
"Hey, cool! We all know she is not like this before. Something must have gone wrong" l countered
"l don't care!" Dija said, unmoved
And what is wrong with this girl? l left the kitchen for my room only to see Danielle crying profusely. l rushed to her in haste sitting beside her and opening my arms for a hug. She leaned in and hugged me tightly, her cries not reducing the least. 'What is going on?' Danielle cried for a very long time before her cries turned to soft whimpers and hiccups probably because she had exhausted all her strength while crying and she has no energy. l kept patting her, smoothening her hair and whispering 'sorry' to her since l don't think she is ready to tell me the reason she is in this state. I was contemplating singing her a lullaby to help her sleep or at least calm her unsettled mind when the door opened to reveal a sad looking Grace. She was looking horrible and remorseful and l wondered if she caused whatever it is that is making Danielle cry. She walked up to us and suddenly burst into tears startling me and even Danielle who detached herself from my embrace to properly stare at her
"l am sorry Danielle. l promised to never talk to him again. l will avoid him from now on. Please don't cry because of me" Grace blurted out in tears.
So l am beginning to understand this whole thing. First, it is a male matter and somehow, Grace is involved.
"Please, the both of you should explain better and let me out of the dark!" l said, frustrated at their actions
"Actually, Danielle likes Lord Micael and l know it but l like him too. l swear l did well not to make it known to the Lord that l like him. l tried my best to hide it but...he seems to have his way because he approached me after after lunch to talk about it. Danielle is upset about this. Please beg her for me...." Grace explained
"And why will you like someone and pretend not to? Even when he likes you back? Because Danielle likes him?" l asked, unable to comprehend what she was saying. l looked at Danielle who looked down immediately trying to avoid my eyes. Who is meant to be guilty? This girls are unbelievable.
"And when did the whole feeling thing start? Because if l remember correctly, the male in question came around just some few days ago" l asked, baffled
"He comes around everytime during this period before you got here at all" Grace said
"I am sorry Grace, l was just acting childish all this while. l should have known better...l should have read the signs. l actually saw it coming but turned a blind eye to it. l am sorry for putting you in a tight corner. Please forgive me dear friend" Danielle said for the first time since Grace came in
"I think l like where this is going...you shouldn't force yourself on guys Danielle and you, Grace, you should learn to stand for what you want. Common girl, you have a voice of your own so you should be able to speak for yourselves. Now can l have a bear hug from you both?" l concluded. We all enveloped ourselves in a tight hug of reconciliation.
"Danielle! It is time to clean the rooms" Bruse announced, breaking our sisterly moment. When did she get here?
"l don't want to clean the rooms. l want to avoid the Lord for the meantime" Danielle whined, staring at me for help
l looked at Grace for help because l do not want to clean too. l don't want Mr creepy laugh to see me moreover, l am avoiding Lord Quinn's room too. l don't want to refresh past memories
"No, no, not me! l don't think l want to see Lord Micael now" Grace said as she took to her heel, running out of the room. Damn! They've left it to me. 'Disadvantages of having friends' l mumbled to myself. l went to pick up the cleaning tools and found myself on the stairs. Hell, today is such a long day... l started with the guest room Lord Micael is currently staying and thank God, he is not there. He is also a clean person 'but not as clean as my Gabbriel' l thought. l cleaned Lady Quinn's room too and l can't help getting a mixed feeling. What if she comes to know about the relationship between myself and her husband? She will certainly take my life no doubt. l eventually got to Lord Quinn's room and undeniably sweet memories came rushing to my head. l immediately ran to the bed, inhaling the bedsheet thinking l will catch even if it is just a glimpse of his manly scent however, l was dissapointed. l stood up dejectedly and went about my duties in the room. l arranged his books and documents that are scattered on his worktable, l swept and cleaned his room to my satisfaction before settling for his couch....I stared into thin air wishing he was here. The way he lures me to do his biddings, the sinful things he does for me, the way he tells me how he will fight for me regardless of the fact that he is married... I heard a loud noise in form of grunt or is it my imagination? 'lt must be my imagination. Probably because my brain is missing Gabbriel' l thought. l sighed heavily, relaxing more on the couch when l heard another grunt. More like a sound that is released by someone in pain or someone that is tortured. My eyes inspected the room trying to decipher if someone is hiding in it but the room is not hideous enough to hide a person. 'Where is the noise coming from them?' l asked no one in particular. Then boom! I remembered the door that blends with the wall. l moved to the point the secret door is and l was not mistaken