"Deutsch? Ah... Pardon..."
With a deep breath, I saw the gears in her mind visibly turn as she translated her sentence in her head. Truth be told, such an adorable look didn't sit well with her mature beauty. I mean, she was practically pushing against Lise in terms of the figure department.
"What I meant... was that I am a trained maid... with limited skills as a Feuille."
I nodded in understanding at the first part. At least- wait... "Did you just say that you're a trained maid?"
Descartes nodded with a grace of a professional. "Oui. I have come from a long line that has served the Famille Royale for générations."
H-Huh?! Did I seriously hear what she just said?! She's served her royal family for generations?! What the hell was she doing this deep in Imperial territory then?!
