Chapter 4
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On this relatively rich continent, wealthy people are always looking for the search for useless luxury so in the dining rooms, the table becomes the symbol of the wealth of the household.
It displays rare and often greasy foods that are served in dishes that are overly decorated and whose sole purpose is to impress the guests.
Recently the fork with two teeth has been deemed obsolete for the benefit of his newly born cousin, the fork with four teeth.
In modest families They are mocking of these rich asshole who leave the spoons in favor of the fork.
What is the point of using an instrument that pierces the tongue or gums when eating?
Do they know how to cook a rare steak so that they need the accompaniment of their own blood?
These dumbass of the rich use said also three glasses during the meals which would be true works of art. It goes without saying that they must be too lazy to rinse their vinasse with a little water.
It is quite legitimate that these misunderstandings between social classes persist if we take this simple example. (The nobles use an average of three napkins per lunch while the commoners struggle to offer a handkerchief to their wife each year).
Ayleen, after leaving his room after eleven minutes of brisk walk, finally out of breath reached the entrance to the dining room.
[It's time to have fun]
She made her smile go away and adopted a low posture, sad and empty eyes and was about to enter.
Butler Jeremy, who was already in the castle before the arrival of Prishen family, announced. "Let's report that her Highness Princess Ayleen is getting ready to enter the room."
The very happy Duchess Iris took a small leap in her chair and applauded as a sign of contentment. "Oh, sweet darling what a pleasure to have you here for lunch today."
Doubting and worried she looked at her child and asked. "Is your body better?
"How do you feel?"
"Are you missing something?"
"Have not you lost weight in recent days?"
"If you have any wish ask Mom."
"Ayleen, tell your grievances to mom because we can see that you feel upset. "
The Duke thought that his wife's words sounded right for once.
Faced with the complicated expression of his daughter, he could clearly feel that something must have caused him a lot of trouble.
Ayleen nodded and said calmly. "Mother will always be the one who understands me best. Indeed I have been suffering for some time but did not want my beloved family to be corrupted by this sad story that broke my heart. Although the situation is far from ideal, that would have been selfish and petty. That's why I slipped into silence. "
The Duke's expression became very serious and bad.
The Duchess herself became visibly pensive.
In this tense atmosphere, the servants who were preparing to put the dishes kept warm under their bells made of silver on the table, perfectly coordinated, all retreated as one.
All as a no. A young maid of about fifteen continued to walk with a big silly grin on her lips. If conditions allowed, there is no doubt that this cretin would sing her favorite songs already.
Seeing approach the crazy girl who obviously did not know how to read the atmosphere, or know his place, the Duke screamed and threw his drink towards the the simple minded maid. Through fear, the poor girl, unaware of her wrongdoings, and although the flying object did not reach him, gave up the orange duck dish on the cherry wood floor. In a state close to terror, seeing the mess, she was quick to pick up the various pieces of ducks scattered on the ground with the right hand while rubbing the floor to mop the sauce with his left sleeve. Looking up at the Duke whose look could have killed her, she quickly knelt down in the sauce to beg for mercy.
This action although more than legitimate of the maid put an end to the patience of the Duke.
How could he tolerate such embarrassment in his home?
How could he accept that while his daughter suffers from indefinite afflictions this sow has fun wading in the sauce?
The Duke gritted his teeth and bellowed for the butler. "Jeremy, hang this bitch near the servants' quarters. Thus she will serve as an example to all those who wish to disobey or who do not know how to behave. "
Jeremy with the help of other servants immobilize the young maid, he kept his mouth closed by force and ended up carrying the troublesome package out of the room so that their masters can rest in peace.
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On this relatively rich continent, wealthy people are always looking for the search for useless luxury so in the dining rooms, the table becomes the symbol of the wealth of the household.
It displays rare and often greasy foods that are served in dishes that are overly decorated and whose sole purpose is to impress the guests.
Recently the fork with two teeth has been deemed obsolete for the benefit of his newly born cousin, the fork with four teeth.
In modest families They are mocking of these rich asshole who leave the spoons in favor of the fork.
What is the point of using an instrument that pierces the tongue or gums when eating?
Do they know how to cook a rare steak so that they need the accompaniment of their own blood?
These dumbass of the rich use said also three glasses during the meals which would be true works of art. It goes without saying that they must be too lazy to rinse their vinasse with a little water.
It is quite legitimate that these misunderstandings between social classes persist if we take this simple example. (The nobles use an average of three napkins per lunch while the commoners struggle to offer a handkerchief to their wife each year).
Ayleen, after leaving his room after eleven minutes of brisk walk, finally out of breath reached the entrance to the dining room.
[It's time to have fun]
She made her smile go away and adopted a low posture, sad and empty eyes and was about to enter.
Butler Jeremy, who was already in the castle before the arrival of Prishen family, announced. "Let's report that her Highness Princess Ayleen is getting ready to enter the room."
The very happy Duchess Iris took a small leap in her chair and applauded as a sign of contentment. "Oh, sweet darling what a pleasure to have you here for lunch today."
Doubting and worried she looked at her child and asked. "Is your body better?
"How do you feel?"
"Are you missing something?"
"Have not you lost weight in recent days?"
"If you have any wish ask Mom."
"Ayleen, tell your grievances to mom because we can see that you feel upset. "
The Duke thought that his wife's words sounded right for once.
Faced with the complicated expression of his daughter, he could clearly feel that something must have caused him a lot of trouble.
Ayleen nodded and said calmly. "Mother will always be the one who understands me best. Indeed I have been suffering for some time but did not want my beloved family to be corrupted by this sad story that broke my heart. Although the situation is far from ideal, that would have been selfish and petty. That's why I slipped into silence. "
The Duke's expression became very serious and bad.
The Duchess herself became visibly pensive.
In this tense atmosphere, the servants who were preparing to put the dishes kept warm under their bells made of silver on the table, perfectly coordinated, all retreated as one.
All as a no. A young maid of about fifteen continued to walk with a big silly grin on her lips. If conditions allowed, there is no doubt that this cretin would sing her favorite songs already.
Seeing approach the crazy girl who obviously did not know how to read the atmosphere, or know his place, the Duke screamed and threw his drink towards the the simple minded maid. Through fear, the poor girl, unaware of her wrongdoings, and although the flying object did not reach him, gave up the orange duck dish on the cherry wood floor. In a state close to terror, seeing the mess, she was quick to pick up the various pieces of ducks scattered on the ground with the right hand while rubbing the floor to mop the sauce with his left sleeve. Looking up at the Duke whose look could have killed her, she quickly knelt down in the sauce to beg for mercy.
This action although more than legitimate of the maid put an end to the patience of the Duke.
How could he tolerate such embarrassment in his home?
How could he accept that while his daughter suffers from indefinite afflictions this sow has fun wading in the sauce?
The Duke gritted his teeth and bellowed for the butler. "Jeremy, hang this bitch near the servants' quarters. Thus she will serve as an example to all those who wish to disobey or who do not know how to behave. "
Jeremy with the help of other servants immobilize the young maid, he kept his mouth closed by force and ended up carrying the troublesome package out of the room so that their masters can rest in peace.
On this relatively rich continent, wealthy people are always looking for the search for useless luxury so in the dining rooms, the table becomes the symbol of the wealth of the household.It displays rare and often greasy foods that are served in dishes that are overly decorated and whose sole purpose is to impress the guests.Recently the fork with two teeth has been deemed obsolete for the benefit of his newly born cousin, the fork with four teeth.In modest families They are mocking of these rich asshole who leave the spoons in favor of the fork.What is the point of using an instrument that pierces the tongue or gums when eating?Do they know how to cook a rare steak so that they need the accompaniment of their own blood?These dumbass of the rich use said also three glasses during the meals which would be true works of art. It goes without saying that they must be too lazy to rinse their vinasse with a little water.It is quite legitimate that these misunderstandings between social classes persist if we take this simple example. The nobles use an average of three napkins per lunch while the commoners struggle to offer a handkerchief to their wife each year.Ayleen, after leaving his room after eleven minutes of brisk walk, finally out of breath reached the entrance to the dining room.It's time to have funShe made her smile go away and adopted a low posture, sad and empty eyes and was about to enter.Butler Jeremy, who was already in the castle before the arrival of Prishen family, announced. "Let's report that her Highness Princess Ayleen is getting ready to enter the room."The very happy Duchess Iris took a small leap in her chair and applauded as a sign of contentment. "Oh, sweet darling what a pleasure to have you here for lunch today."Doubting and worried she looked at her child and asked. "Is your body better?"How do you feel?""Are you missing something?""Have not you lost weight in recent days?""If you have any wish ask Mom.""Ayleen, tell your grievances to mom because we can see that you feel upset. "The Duke thought that his wife's words sounded right for once.Faced with the complicated expression of his daughter, he could clearly feel that something must have caused him a lot of trouble.Ayleen nodded and said calmly. "Mother will always be the one who understands me best. Indeed I have been suffering for some time but did not want my beloved family to be corrupted by this sad story that broke my heart. Although the situation is far from ideal, that would have been selfish and petty. That's why I slipped into silence. "The Duke's expression became very serious and bad.The Duchess herself became visibly pensive.In this tense atmosphere, the servants who were preparing to put the dishes kept warm under their bells made of silver on the table, perfectly coordinated, all retreated as one.All as a no. A young maid of about fifteen continued to walk with a big silly grin on her lips. If conditions allowed, there is no doubt that this cretin would sing her favorite songs already.Seeing approach the crazy girl who obviously did not know how to read the atmosphere, or know his place, the Duke screamed and threw his drink towards the the simple minded maid. Through fear, the poor girl, unaware of her wrongdoings, and although the flying object did not reach him, gave up the orange duck dish on the cherry wood floor. In a state close to terror, seeing the mess, she was quick to pick up the various pieces of ducks scattered on the ground with the right hand while rubbing the floor to mop the sauce with his left sleeve. Looking up at the Duke whose look could have killed her, she quickly knelt down in the sauce to beg for mercy.This action although more than legitimate of the maid put an end to the patience of the Duke.How could he tolerate such embarrassment in his home?How could he accept that while his daughter suffers from indefinite afflictions this sow has fun wading in the sauce?The Duke gritted his teeth and bellowed for the butler. "Jeremy, hang this bitch near the servants' quarters. Thus she will serve as an example to all those who wish to disobey or who do not know how to behave. "Jeremy with the help of other servants immobilize the young maid, he kept his mouth closed by force and ended up carrying the troublesome package out of the room so that their masters can rest in peace.
