My Maid Knight

2022-03-09/p> Chapter 12 The Maid’s Job (Second Update)

“Da Da…”

“Da Da…” “

“Da da…”

In her sleep, Arya heard a soft, rhythmic knock on the door.

It was still dark and the room was dark. She shivered and woke up instantly.

She tried her best to get up from the bed, and she didn’t even have time to put on her coat, so she rushed to the door and pulled the door open a crack.

What catches the eye is Butler Sebastian’s spirited face, holding a pocket watch in his left hand, keeping his right hand knocking on the door.

“Good morning, ma’am, it’s 3:50 in the morning, and you have ten minutes to wash up. After you’ve done your grooming, please come to the kitchen for dinner and get ready to start today’s work.”

“Understood, Mr. Sebastian.” Arya hurriedly nodded.

Sebastian put her index finger to her lips, glanced to the right, motioned her not to wake Young Lord, who was sleeping next door, and turned away.

The cold wind in the late autumn and early morning poured into the room along the crack of the door, Arya shivered suddenly, and shuddered and closed the door again.

Clumsily changed into the old maid uniform that was two sizes bigger than her body, she quickly finished washing, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Along the way, she kept yawning, her eyes full of sleepiness.

Last night she studied in Roy’s room until eleven o’clock at night, and she only slept for more than four hours at night.

For teenagers and girls of this age, now is the stage of growing their bodies, and they need at least eight or nine hours of sleep to ensure adequate sleep.

Roy forgot that Arya, as a maid, needs to get up so early every day, otherwise, he wouldn’t have dragged his evening tutoring so late.

Arya doesn’t dare to come up with any ideas, the only thing she can do is try to meet the expectations of everyone in Arnold Mansion.

Today is her third day in the house as a trainee maid.

The road ahead is still very long, and she has to learn to go on alone.

Before entering the kitchen, she stopped, patted her face with both hands, and walked in until she felt a little more awake.

In the kitchen preparing breakfast is Aunt Mary, Butler Sebastian’s wife.

Since she married Sebastian, she has also played in Arnold Mansion. After several decades, her hair has been grayed a lot, but she is still in the spirit.

The old man’s wife has already developed an unshakable schedule, and the older they get, the less time they sleep, so they get up at three in the morning and start their homework.

“Ms. Mary, good morning.” Arya bowed her head down.

“Oh, ma’am, I’ve already passed this age, just call me Auntie!”

Aunt Mary looked at Arya and immediately greeted her enthusiastically. He waved, “Come here, sit here.”

Different from Sebastian, who was meticulous in her conduct, Aunt Mary was more enthusiastic and cheerful, with a kind of heartyness unique to Lower City people.

Also chatty.

Arya, with two freshly baked breads in her hands, sat next to Aunt Mary, nibbling and listening to her chatter.

“Ai, as soon as I saw you, I thought of my granddaughter, she is the same age as you, but lives in Lower City with my son. I haven’t seen you for a long time, and I don’t know how old she is now. What’s going on…”

“Girl, don’t be nervous, I will teach you everything that should be taught. There are few people in this mansion, so it’s quiet and there aren’t so many troubles. Stay here, no one will bully you!”

“Arya nodded” en. Mary quickly added, “Thank you, Auntie.”

“The child is fine. How polite!”

Aunt Mary smiled and couldn’t help rubbing her head, her eyes full of love, “It’s also hard for you, you have to run around for life at a young age. Being a maid is not easy, and most of the time you do physical work, you have to work hard!”

“I will work hard.” Arya replied.

She felt the warmth of her head being rubbed by her palms, and her restrained expression gradually eased.

Father normally rubs her head like this.

He and Aunt Mary have both thick and rough hands, but the former is because they practice martial arts all the year round, while the latter is because they often do housework.

Arya understands that the reason why Aunt Mary is so kind to her may be that she sees the shadow of her granddaughter in her.

But she is still very grateful to Aunt Mary for taking care of her.

The aunt’s non-stop chatter is in my ears, and the beating stove is in front of me, orange-yellow, assaults the senses a heat wave, and I can smell the aroma of the food when it is just out of the oven.

Staying here, even her dry and cold heart warmed up a little.

I don’t know how long I haven’t felt this kind of home feeling. Maybe it’s half a month, but it seems like a lifetime.

And she has everything she has now, thanks to the Young Lord in this mansion: Roy Arnold.

She was completely incapable of being a maid with her abilities. If Roy didn’t happen to pass by the door that day, she wouldn’t even be able to enter the door of Arnold House.

Maybe because of the favor of Young Lord, the maid training that Sebastian and Mary have given to her these days are very targeted.

For example, move her bedroom next door to Roy.

For example, let her prioritize cleaning around Roy’s room.

For another example, tell her Roy’s taste preferences, and she will be responsible for Roy’s meals in the future.

Wait blah…

Arya understands that they’re going to make her Roy’s maid.

This is not uncommon. In fact, in the mansion of the great nobles, every important family member has his own personal servant who is specially responsible for their daily life. children even more so.

She used to have her own valet.

In the eyes of Sebastian and Mary, Roy is a very self-reliant child. He doesn’t need the company of adults since he was a child, and he doesn’t even allow others to enter and leave his room at will, even for father Reno.

A lot of times when the door is closed, he can’t see his silhouette at all except during meal time.

So much so that at first everyone was worried about Roy’s mental health.

Is such an autistic Young Lord unexpectedly unprecedented to appoint a girl to be the housemaid?

Maybe he doesn’t lack someone who can take care of him, he just wants the company of his peers.

Pinch your fingers, Young Lord seems to have reached the age to be interested in the opposite sex, huh?

After Roy’s breakfast was done in the kitchen, Arya went out into the yard, cleaned up the leaves and dust, and cleaned the surrounding area.

It was early seven o’clock when Roy pushed open the door.

She immediately returned to the kitchen and brought the prepared breakfast to the table.

Roy has a unique taste. His milk must be added with more than two tablespoons of sugar, the jam on sandwiches can’t be too much or too little, and even boiled eggs must be soaked with tea leaves and spices.

She needs to keep Roy’s preferences in mind to ensure that she can make meals that better suit his tastes in the future.

As Roy eats, Arya serves quietly behind him.

“en?”

Roy’s movements suddenly stopped, “It’s a little sweeter than usual, did you do it?”

Her heart Immediately hung up, peng peng jumped straight, today was the first time she was in charge of Roy’s meals.

“Yes, yes, Young Lord, isn’t it to your liking?”

“Not at all.”

Roy continued to eat, “It’s just right for me, well done.”

It was just an ordinary compliment, but at this moment, Arya suddenly had the urge to wipe her tears.

She has hardly ever been in the kitchen, and of course she understands that her cooking skills are completely incomparable to Aunt Mary. Even if she is reprimanded by Roy, it is completely reasonable.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she had been reprimanded by her parents for doing something wrong, so she poured her anger on the maid, trying her best to find fault with her, and excused her poor cooking. Yummy, threatened to fire the maid.

She will never forget the panic and despair on the older sister’s face at that time, and she still feels guilty for it to this day.

Now times change, maybe the rest of my life as a maid is God’s punishment for me.

It’s just that I seem to have met a good master, so this kind of punishment is still too gentle.

It was only five minutes after Roy finished her breakfast and left, but she stood there in a daze for a long time, and finally suddenly remembered to send Young Lord to the door.

She hurried out, only to find that Roy had already boarded the carriage to school.

“Don’t be idle.”

Sebastian’s voice suddenly came from behind.

He still carried a pocket watch, his tone was gentle, but his eyes were stern.

“Pick up the table and let Ms. Mary take you to buy ingredients for lunch.”

Arya straightened up immediately.

“Yes, Mr. Sebastian!”

There is no time to regret, as the maid of Arnold House, today’s work has just begun.

Two more votes!

(End of this chapter)