Ella's POV
The count wasn't around. He was on a business trip to where I didn't know and didn't care. All I cared about was that it was free time for everyone.
The staff and slaves in the mansion could rest as there was no one to tend to and fawn over. I wished the count would go on business trips everytime but I wouldn't delude myself to think that wishes always came through. The house was silent and had less of the bustling activities it used to have.
It seemed like everyone had gone to bed for an afternoon rest and I couldn't blame them. They all needed the rest, everyone except the butler.
He scowled as he walked around the house, his expression bitter. He must be missing snapping at others to work harder or faster. I wasn't surprised as I knew already that he got high from lording
