Chapter 97: Wish To Work In Palace

'Today? That fast?' Oriana placed the wooden tray on the table, her heart racing in nervousness. 'I have not accomplished my objective yet. I don't think I made much of a favorable impression to make him take me with him, and yet, he is already leaving. What should I do?'

"Are you waiting for the tea to get cold?" she heard him speak and realized she was so lost in thought that she forgot to serve him tea. 

"Apologies, my Lord," she replied and started to pour tea in his cup. 

A light smirk painted itself on his face as he could see through her, but how could he not sprinkle salt in her wound? "You are fortunate that the Count is lenient with his subordinates. If a slow and clumsy servant like you works in the royal palace, you would have been thrown out in a day."

She almost cried internally at the insult, but she bore it with a polite smile, offering him the hot cup of tea which he accepted.