"If your struggling milady, you should take a short rest." Maid Emerald was concerned for the heir, messy drawings surrounded her bench. There were a few rods, some clay to get ideas from, plus one head, face down on the desk with messy hair spilt everywhere.
"A rest, good idea." Raising her head, the noble was partly oblivious to the piece of paper with a doodle on it stuck to her check. She was aware of it but felt that it was fine there at this moment. Maid Emerald stifled a giggle before removing the offending paper.
"I never realized that Lord Dyne could be so strict with things." Maid Emerald took a pause to smooth the ladies' clothes, since there were no formal activities today, the girl had gotten up and got to work after a quick breakfast. Her pajamas were held a hint of tightness despite her lack of growth, her whole body had filled out some and she looked as if she had never been starved.
