"Ugh..." Baby Helman's originally wrinkly face turned an unnatural shade of red, and he began to burp, even exhaling a faint gray mist from his mouth.
The Maid who had just been trembling was no longer shaking but naturally began to tidy up the dirty clothes in the crib. Her eyes, now a grayish-white, cleared as the grayish-white stream of air dissipated, and her pupils reappeared, looking no different from before.
However, a closer examination would reveal a slight change in her pupils. In her black and gray eyes, something seemed to be slowly wriggling.
"Go on with your duties."
"Yes, Young Mistress." The maid bowed respectfully, and as she took her first step, she felt a bit bewildered, tilting her head as if she had forgotten something. But soon, she recalled familiar memories, blinking lightly and coming to think of many things.
