Bab 62: VOL2 Chapter 7: You are the best, Seraphina
Near dawn, long before the sun cast its first rays of light, Seraphina lay peacefully reclined on a beautiful bed of elegant and refined appearance. Her figure glowed under the dim light that filtered through the heavy embroidered velvet curtains, seeming as if she had been plucked from a Renaissance painting; her skin was so white that it strongly contrasted with the ebony of her long hair, which cascaded over the pillow and spilled onto the mattress like rivers of liquid ink.
Despite being asleep, her face emanated a captivating serenity and grace, with her softly pink-toned lips slightly parted, allowing a glimpse of the tip of her tongue. Her black, curled eyelashes shaded her eyelids, and her rhythmic breathing raised and lowered her voluptuous chest in an almost hypnotic way.
The idyllic scene was interrupted when the beautiful woman began to gently open her eyes. Not long after, Seraphina rose from the bed and stretched a bit, then got up and walked calmly to the windows of the elegant and spacious room. She opened the curtains only to be met with the view of the beautiful garden covered by the night's mist.
With a tranquil smile, Seraphina took a couple of breaths of fresh air, then walked lightly toward a beautifully decorated, spacious bathroom, where she showered. She ended up dressing in a beautiful outfit that seemed heavily inspired by a Victorian maid's attire.
The base of the outfit was a deep black dress that reached the knees, with puffed sleeves ending in tight cuffs. However, instead of the typical white apron of Victorian maids, she wore a midnight blue silk apron, sprinkled with small crystals that shone like stars on a cloudless night.
The neckline of the dress was adorned with intricate lace resembling magical runes, and a crescent moon-shaped brooch held a scarf of the same blue as the apron. Instead of the typical flat shoes, she wore black velvet ankle boots with a moderate heel, which gave her a more sophisticated air.
After checking her appearance one last time in a full-length mirror in a corner of the room, ensuring that her image was nothing less than perfect and worthy of a perfect maid like herself. Seraphina left her room with a secure and confident step toward the kitchen, with a big smile on her face.
A few hours later, Seraphina emerged from the kitchen, surrounded by what appeared to be several tentacles made of pure darkness, which held at their tips various dishes with delicious delicacies of all kinds. Such as freshly baked bread that seemed to glow slightly, orange juice that gave off a captivating aroma, omelets made from all sorts of eggs, delicious desserts with shapes and colors that made them look like works of art. And, most importantly, cookies and a large cup of black coffee.
On her way to the main table, Seraphina greeted several attendants of the mansion with a slight nod of her head, to which they responded with a deep bow, expressing the great respect her presence demanded, immediately hurrying away without looking back, almost as if they feared being even near the main dining room.
After nodding in satisfaction at the proper behavior of the attendants, Seraphina walked to the main dining room. Despite the table being impeccably clean, almost gleaming, she proceeded to clean it with a white cloth with great dedication, while a beautiful, happy smile settled on her face.
After ensuring the table was absolutely spotless, Seraphina proceeded to arrange the dishes in a specific order, with great attention to detail. This was almost as if she were organizing a highly important stage set rather than a simple breakfast, with which she wanted to convey all kinds of feelings to the person it was intended for.
Seeking perfection, Seraphina continuously checked the position of the dishes, turning them slightly in different directions while looking at her work from different perspectives, ensuring that the whole arrangement conveyed what she wanted. But suddenly, the smile on the face of the perfect maid of divine beauty widened visibly when she perceived something through her Mystical Consciousness.
Hastily, Seraphina made a final review of the position of the dishes, the table, and the chair before standing elegantly to one side and lightly massaging her face, trying to erase her evident smile. She returned to her usual serious and elegant expression; after all, that was the image she wanted the approaching person to see.
"Good morning, young master."
With a slight bow, Seraphina elegantly greeted a sleepy Erik, who was dressed in simple black shorts down to his knees, without a shirt or shoes, and was stretching noisily while letting out a comfortable sigh. He was followed by two wolves about 30 cm tall, one silver and the other black, wagging their tails happily.
"Good morning, Seraphina, and thanks for the breakfast as always; it looks really delicious," Erik commented with a smile as he sat in the chair before the sumptuous breakfast, which caused a beautiful smile to bloom on Seraphina's face, which she quickly hid, then elegantly commented with a small bow.
"It is a pleasure to serve you, young master."
"You know, I've kind of given up on the 'young master' thing, but you should at least try to call me Erik. You can even call me 'green eyes'; just don't call me 'young master,' it feels uncomfortable," Erik commented somewhat resignedly, which caused Seraphina's brow to furrow slightly before she elegantly replied.
"That would be a great lack of respect; it is my duty to call you what you are—that is, my young master. Besides..."
Seraphina made a small pause, which she used to take a deep breath before continuing, although one could still see deep in her eyes a thick murderous intent as she spoke.
"I would never dare to call my young master by such titles as the one you mention, and the young master should not allow anyone to do so, under any circumstances."
"If you say so. Besides, it's nothing out of the ordinary for them to call me 'green eyes'; my eyes are green, after all, hehe."
Without giving it much importance, Erik smiled cheerfully, while Seraphina's expression twisted into one full of anger. That expression was replaced by an embarrassed smile the moment Erik tasted one of the cookies on the table and commented delightedly.
"This is especially delicious today, Seraphina; you've outdone yourself. You really are the best."
"It is a pleasure to be of service, young master."
With an expression that struggled to remain serious to prevent an enormous smile full of happiness from forming on her face, Seraphina slightly bowed as she spoke in a formal and elegant tone.
"Umu, you are the best, Seraphina. Mwah."
After finishing his cookie, Erik savored the exquisite taste a bit, then nodded to himself and commented cheerfully, ending by sending Seraphina a flying kiss with a smile. After which, he began to devour his breakfast as if he hadn't eaten in years.
Unable to contain herself, Seraphina's expression softened into one full of tenderness as she stretched her arm into the air and 'grabbed' something only she could understand, bringing her hand to her chest with a slight blush—all while watching Erik eat his breakfast with pleasure, almost hypnotized—until he finally finished and commented with a sigh.
"This was really delicious, thank you, Seraphina."
Truly satisfied, Erik stretched once more while yawning lazily, which snapped Seraphina out of her reverie, causing her to shake her head a bit. After that, she headed toward the largest sofa in the room and sat on it. At that moment, she adjusted her clothes a bit and took from her storage ring a beautifully carved crystal container that held several cotton swabs for cleaning ears.
Erik looked at Seraphina sitting there, who was gazing at him with a small smile while lightly patting her lap with the crystal container. He could only smile wryly before walking to the sofa and lying down on it, placing his head in the soft lap of the beautiful woman and closing his eyes. His nose filled with a soft and relaxing scent that reminded him of jasmine.
Seeing the young man with starry hair rest comfortably in her lap, Seraphina's smile became somewhat maternal. Without saying a word, she began to clean Erik's ears with delicacy and care, little by little, trying to be as gentle as possible. With her free thumb, she affectionately caressed the perfectly symmetrical features of her young master, which filled her heart with a warm and happy feeling.
But while Seraphina was diligently cleaning Erik's ears, occasionally, the beautiful maid's eyes couldn't help but wander a little over the athletic and perfectly defined torso of the star-haired young man. Filling her body with a different warmth that almost made her swallow audibly, something she restrained with all her might.
The endearing scene continued for a while until it was interrupted by Erik, who suddenly opened his eyes to look at a beautiful crystal card that had suddenly appeared in his right hand. It vibrated slightly before displaying a holographic call screen showing a name at the top.
"Chen? What does that idiot want so early?... Bastard, what a lack of manners to wake people up at this hour..." Erik commented ironically and put his card back into his storage ring without the slightest intention of answering, then reclined again on the comfortable lap of Seraphina with his eyes closed.
"Young master, don't you think it's rude not to attend to your friend? It must be something important if he calls at this hour," Seraphina commented elegantly, while delicately cleaning the outer part of Erik's ear with a beautiful, immaculately white cloth adorned with exquisite embroidery at the corners.
"Most likely, that idiot forgot to do an assignment for a class and has to present it today or tomorrow. Let's let him suffer for a while; that way he'll be willing to 'pay' better, hehe."
Still with his eyes closed, Erik chuckled mischievously but quickly turned over, ending up with his face resting on Seraphina's flat and smooth stomach. He then hugged the beautiful woman's back with one arm and added in a comfortable voice.
"Besides, I'm busy right now."
Erik's small action made Seraphina blush charmingly. Brimming with joy, she took a new cotton swab from the container and began to clean the other ear of her charming young master with great dedication, while commenting in a warm and tender voice.
"If you say so, young master."
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