Turning to Eliza, she spoke, "First of all, I am sorry, Young Miss. To be honest, you've returned at a… rather bad time. I would be considered rude, but I think you need to know this."
The maid, Linda, paused slightly as she took a deep breath. As she exhaled, her breasts moved slightly, up and down. "The Lord, your father, has changed lately."
"Father?"
"Yes." Linda nodded slightly, glancing at me. "I guess this is related to the church too, but please keep it a secret. I don't want Madam to feel… burdened, so…" Then she glanced at Emilia.
"Ah, I don't need to hear it."
Noticing the subtle glance, Emilia spoke first and stood up.
"May I look at the garden in front of the mansion? They seem to be beautiful and perfect to kill sometimes." She continued with an aloof expression, the one she often wore when she taught people in the academy.