The senior maid had not gotten far, being the last to depart from the group and by her lonesome. When a young man's voice reached her ears, she stopped in her stride and frantically searched herself. It wasn't there. She didn't have it in her possession.

[i]"Zut alors!"[/i]
She thought to herself.

Whirling on the spot, her eyes laid on a handsome young man and saw that he had picked up the missive she had dropped. Narrowing her eyes at him, she stalked over to him. Gaze sharp and her worn heels clacking rapidly against the ground as she quickly closed the distance, she snatched the parchment from him and clutched it tighter this time in her white-gloved hands. For a moment, she glared at the young man.

[i]"How rude."[/i]
She thought, realizing that he had been eying the message's content.
Though, her own actions could be considered the same.

Whether it was this realization or another reason, the senior maid's expression softened ever so slightly as she smoothed out the parchment to then fold it neatly and slipped it into her outfit for safe keeping. The paper crinkling quietly as she did so. Folding her hands in front of her, she softly sighed and bowed her head slightly to the young man. It would be just her luck if the man was an Iron Rose Knight after that somewhat disrespectful and rash action. If he said anything unfavorable about her and word reached Lady Marianne's ears, she would never hear the end of it.

[b]"Thank you, kind sir. [i]Merci beaucoup.[/i] The message was mine and I had mistakenly misplaced it. Please, excuse me. [i]Excusez-moi[/i]. Have a good day, sir."[/b]
With a polite curtsy, the Senior Maid then turned and walked away. She had no time to waste on some stranger.


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