บท 75: Personal Valet

'Am I seeing things? What is the brat's knight doing here?'

"Orian?"  the butler's voice pulled her out of her shock. "This is  Third Young Master Rafal. This residence belongs to him and you will be serving him."

Oriana immediately lowered her head. "G-Greetings, Third Young Master."

Rafal simply looked at that small figure clad in a clean servant uniform. However, she wore a black undershirt with a close-fitting collar that covered her supposedly exposed throat, hiding the rest of her body except for her face and hands. A black fabric was also wrapped around her head, looking more like a young scholar from some northern tribe rather than a housekeeper. 

Meanwhile, Oriana didn't know what to think of this situation. Her mind suddenly went blank and she needed time to think. Her mind was filled with  random words— knight of that brat, knife, stabbing, punishment, need to escape…

"Who is this?" she heard Rafal ask.