"Sir, let me introduce myself Yulia, the head maid at Maple Palace," a beautiful maid full of charm came towards Glen and introduced herself.
"Ohhh...apparently you can't stand Yulia anymore!!" A cynical voice came from Jill.
"What do you mean Miss Jill?" Asked with an annoyed face.
"Isn't it obvious!!!" Jill quipped.
"And one more thing you need to know, I am Mr. Glen's first concubine," Jill said with an arrogant and confident face.
"Ahh…what??? You are the master's first concubine??? How could that be!!! This is not possible!!!" In disbelief, Yulia screamed.
And of course this made all the servants there immediately know what had happened, it turned out that Jill, the witch who was in charge of protecting the Maple palace, had now turned into the concubine of their new master.
How surprising this is, because you need to know that the nobility system in the wizarding world is quite strict and in this case being able to make a concubine a noble, is something that is highly desired by many women of all races.
By becoming the concubine of a nobleman, their level and status in life will change.
And in this case of course their lives will be much better, compared to being ordinary people like most people in general.
"Jill is right, she is my first concubine Yulia, so you can treat her better," said Glen, telling Yulia and the other servants that what Jill said was true.
"Okay... sir... I will treat Miss Jill well," answered Yulia with a helpless face. She now felt very depressed because her friend, who was once her equal, had suddenly become her superior.
It's a feeling that can't be described in words, as the saying goes, it's harder to accept the fact that your friend is better than you.
Then Glen was guided by Yulia to the main room, which was the room left behind by his father and mother.
"Sir, are you going to use your late parents' room? "And for the record, this room is still the same as when Mr and Mrs lived," said Yulia to Glen.
Seeing the clean room with warm decoration, Glen somehow had the feeling that his parents were still there, especially when he looked at the flower vase on the dressing table and found a rose that still looked fresh.
Yulia and Jill, who saw Glen enter the room in silence, just waited patiently and watched him.
Looking at the legacy of their parents, there were mixed feelings in their hearts.
Because looking at Glen's age, he is quite young, but he has to accept the bitter reality of life.
Yulia, who thought back to the master and lady who were so kind to them and the residents of Maple City, for some reason felt sad and moved to see Glen's figure.
Feelings of pity and affection enveloped het, imagining that she was in Glen's position, having to inherit power and also struggle with the world of nobility, without adult guidance, it was really something that was not easy.
On the other hand, Jill also has complex feelings about Glen's current situation. She, who knows very well the reasons behind the death of Glen's parents, does not dare to tell Glen the real truth.
Because she was afraid that Glen would get emotional and carelessly find out and take revenge on his parents.
Moreover, with his current strength, he is still far from being able to do this, but she also knows that Glen's future will be very bright in the future.
As long as he is given the time and opportunity, Glen will definitely be able to avenge his parents and become a truly great figure.
And she will faithfully accompany her to get there, Jill promised herself.
"Okay, just let this room remain as it was, let this be a lasting memory for my parents," replied Glen, respecting his predecessor and his parents.
Moreover he could be said to just get all these good things for free, so it was enough for him to keep their memories around as his way of honoring them.
"Yulia you can choose another room for yourself, I only have orders that room face the beautiful view" Glen said making a request.
"Okay sir, then you can follow me," then Yulia guided him back to a room on the 4th floor of the palace.
For the record, Maple Palace has 4 floors, with his parents' rooms on the 3rd floor.
On the 4th floor they saw a brighter installation compared to the floor below, looking further, the decoration on the 4th floor could be said to be more relaxed.
And it was true that he made the decision to choose a better room, because here he felt a more relaxed and peaceful feeling.
Moreover, when Yulia showed him a very bright room, even though it was at night, when Glen saw the room he immediately liked it.
"Good...I like this room, Yulia," replied Glen with a satisfied face.
"Then honey, where is my room?" Jill leaned against Glen coquettishly, while asking him about the room arrangements.
Seeing Jill's flirtatious attitude towards her young master, Yulia felt annoyed and jealous in her heart. She didn't know how annoyed she was when she saw Jill's atitude.
As if feeling the gaze of hatred and envy, Jill then discovered that Yulia's views clearly looked wrong to her.
And seeing this, Jill of course felt happy and more boldly hugged Glen.
"Which one do you want to eat?" Glen asked, not minding Jill's spoiled attitude in front of Yulia.
By feeling that Jill's behavior is not something wrong, what's more, they are a husband and wife and they have actually done something more real, so what about just being spoiled and hugging?
Isn't something normal between couples.
"I want to be close to your room," replied Jill again.
"Then is there a nice room next to mine, Yulia?" Glen asked Yulia.
"Yes, sir, right on the left side of your room, there is another room that is good enough for Mrs. Jill," answered Yulia resignedly.
"Okay, then you can arrange Jill's room there," replied Glen then asked Jill to follow Yulia to her room.
Seeing the two of them leaving, Glen then looked further into his room, where when he opened the large window there was a balcony overlooking the beautiful view of the mountains and sea that could be seen in the distance.
With the stars and moon looking very bright in the night sky, Glen felt that this night was very beautiful in the wizarding world.