"My Lady! My Lady! My Lady!" Bernard called out hurriedly. His face was a complete pink. He needed to deliver a message to the future duchess at once! She was a woman the entire staff had fallen in love with. Even the master did not throw his tantrums as much as he did anymore. And there were no more numerous mistresses to battle with. That was a relief.
He ran through the gardens asking everyone where the Lady was. They all gave different locations except for little Freddy who had said he had no idea and resumed eating sand.
"The Lady? Oh dear, I did see her in the pantry." Helen the maid had replied while she stitched a cushion.
"The Lady you say? She must be in the Kitchen." A gardener had s
