The maid in front of Eleonora looked down, trying not to meet her eyes. If there had only been one young new maid who did this kind of thing, Eleonora would not have felt strange. However, except for her personal maid, almost all the maids treated Eleonora in the same way. This was becoming unpleasant.
"One moment!" Eleonora was sure this had something to do with the gossip that was circulating among the servants of her residence.
A rumor that connected her to black magic that wasn't even described in the book on how to learn it. She had searched for another book that told or at least discussed black magic. However, there were none. All the books told her was a small principle, a picture of it that probably couldn't clearly depict how to learn magic.
"Why are you standing there? I called you!" Eleonora called back to the maid who, after saying that breakfast was ready, was immediately frightened as if she had seen a ghost.
