The First Female Duke

Chapter 4

Tugmart received a thorough cleaning today.

Mind you, given the size of the old castle, this could be an absolutely huge job, and unless it was some big day of necessity, the castle would not be tended to with precision to every lawn.

Yes, "Don't let me see any of the lawns jagged," was the order of Deputy Madden's steward to the castle's servants, and thank goodness Steward Conde had gone to meet the castle's owner, so he, the deputy steward, could finally turn serf and sing-though only temporarily. -though it was only temporary.

Deputy Steward Madden greased his black hair, which was dyed - as Madden felt that black was more austere and more professional than his original blonde hair.

He held his head high, his serviceable black tuxedo giving him a spirited appearance.

"The roses in the garden, Missy's favorite, remember to have the florist take care of them."

"Rub all the statues around the fountain."

"Is Little Miss ready with all her toys? What toys do you mean? Of course you have a few of every style ready, or do you want to wait for Little Miss to order you around herself?"

--Deputy Steward Madden took a deep breath, even the air of the castle seemed so fresh and beautiful with Kant not at home.

The servants of Tagmart were directed by him, but none of them complained, the old marquis died, the sky of the castle seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, the hearts of all the people were in a state of trepidation and bewilderment, and now that the new master has returned, undoubtedly injecting a dose of strength into the hearts of all the people, who cares about Madden's little complacency at this moment.

Leo was ready to go back to the castle through the gardens, along the way, he noticed at least four florists pruning the branches of the flowers, the delicate Versailles roses were still stained with droplets of water, obviously just watered, all the fountains of the castle were on, including some in the corners, even though it was sparsely populated, probably even the underlings wouldn't pass by.

There are two maids walking hurriedly towards this side, seeing Leo, the two froze and immediately hung their heads and respectfully shouted:

"Young master."

The teenager's eyebrows were deep and clear, his bangs were fine but not messy, hanging down in front of his forehead, lending him a gentle temperament, he wore a light-colored daily dress, hooking the corners of his mouth and smiling softly at the two maids before walking over with an elegant posture.

The two maids covered their hearts in excitement:

"Young master doesn't look like a nobleman at all!"

"Yes yes yes, he really is the gentlest noble I've ever seen."

"Ai, if it wasn't for ...... the young master actually has the possibility of inheriting the title in the future."

The other maid was startled and immediately looked around, pulling her companion to a corner and counting her with a suppressed voice, "Is this kind of thing something we can also comment on, if it gets poked to the butler, do you still want your job!"

That maid also seemed to react, covering her mouth, a little alarmed.

In fact, she was right, if Missy doesn't return to Tagmart to inherit the title, or if Missy doesn't have any children, then after Missy grows old, the title will perhaps be passed on to the only boy in the third generation of Willey, that is, Young Master Leo.

However, it was clear in the hearts of every servant in Tagmart that Missy had a child, that is, Little Miss, who was about to follow Missy back to Tagmart.

Now the one who inherited the title in the second generation was the big miss, then in the third generation, the first successor to the title that was recorded in the genealogy of the Villiers family should be the little miss.

--Poor young master Leo!

The two maids looked at each other with a silent understanding, never mentioning what had just happened again.

As usual, Leo greeted his grandmother at the regular time, usually, there was no one in her room at this time, but today, Leo saw his father.

This situation is rare, his father neither inherited the title, nor a decent busy job, the Willey surname makes him always rich and decent, so like many foppish nobles, all day drinking and partying around is his daily life.

But now, his father was sitting at the bottom of the table, wilting, and his grandmother's expression was serious, apparently, she had just severely reprimanded him.

Carrie old lady saw Leo walked in, only nodded slightly towards him, she is the former mistress of the castle, of course, only once, because the old marquis died, the title shifted, now the owner of the castle, should be her "daughter" Polina.

Yes, the old lady Kali is not the old marquis's original wife, the old marquis's original wife only gave birth to a child, that is, Polina.

As the first lady born to the original wife of the Willey family, Polina has the undisputed right to inherit this castle.

Old Lady Carrie saw this a long time ago, but what is worrying is that the son she gave birth to has not learned her knowledge of the times, and is still a bit undecided about something that does not belong to them.

"Mother, could we really just give up and hand over the inheritance of the castle?" Prandy sounded resigned.

Old Mrs. Kali slatted her voice and mercilessly poked at the truth:

"Give it away? Did the inheritance even come into your hands for a moment?"

Brandi's face instantly became extremely ugly as he said with suppressed anger:

"However, I've already received the support of a portion of the clan elders, and things aren't necessarily completely without a turnaround."

Old Lady Kali sarcastically quirked the corner of her mouth, "What favors did you give them when they supported you?" Without waiting for Prandy to answer, Old Lady Kali said directly, "Whatever it is, what favors you can give, can't Polina give them?"

Prandy was stuck.

"There is no need to mention it again, the matter has been settled long ago, go away." Old Mrs. Kali impatiently started shooing people away.

Leo stood aside, listening to the whole program without saying a word, when Prendi left, old Mrs. Kali's face slowly turned better, she looked at her very outstanding grandson and said with relief:

"It is fortunate that you are not like your father."

Leo looked down and smiled slightly, gentle and deferential, his eyes clear as if he had no semblance of ambition.

--He certainly wasn't like his father. So stupid.

It had been three days since Edith had returned to Thagmart, three days in which her mother had been almost too busy to be seen, and Edith expressed her understanding that it wasn't a simple matter to change titles in an ancient family, and that her mother had been busy with her grandfather's funeral.

For all this, Edith did not have any pertinent feelings, what she remembered most clearly was the day the dust settled-

Her mother was still wearing a black dress, she looked tired because of the long hours of busyness, but her eyes were bright, as if a part of her soul that had been sleeping inside her body for a long time had finally awakened.

At that time Edith thought, if put in modern times, probably the image of her mother is the kind of super strong woman who can step on ten-inch high heels and walk like a fly, when they completely put away the weakness, the strong in the bones is able to make you avoid retreat.

Everything hasn't changed much, except that there's an extra antique ring on the mother's right thumb - proclaiming her identity as the owner of the castle.

Edith had been intensely curious in those days about the ring, which represented the supreme power of the House of Willey, and Polina had indulged her by removing it for her to look at it closely.

Edith couldn't recognize the material of the ring, but she knew it was extraordinary; it was too simple in comparison to the jewelry set with precious stones, with only the elaborate coat of arms of House Veliriel engraved on it.

It was about the shape of a flower, surrounded by thorns.

Her mother told her that the flowers growing out of the thorns were roses.

Understated, elegant, and powerful.

Polina's tone was light and calm, but Edith unconsciously carved these seven words in her heart.

When she adapted to the life here, Edith felt that it was still quite comfortable in Tagmart, the elder in the castle, that is, Old Lady Kali was not the same as the image of the old lady with the old-fashioned dogma that she had originally imagined, on the contrary, she was very mild and gentle, and when Edith told Polina so, Polina smiled slightly and commented in a simple and sharp manner, "Because she is a smart person. "

Edith thought deeply. It struck her that almost everyone in this castle, from top to bottom, was smart; oh, perhaps the only one who seemed less so in the grand scheme of things was Uncle Prendi - he had barely concealed his dislike of her on his face, and was close to expressing his displeasure with a grunt that escaped from his nostrils.

Perhaps because of her busy schedule, her mother was not as strict in her discipline as she used to be, and many of the things she would have taught herself before were now left to the governess, who was happy to have her hands full, as she spoke in a much gentler and more restrained tone of voice than her mother.

Edith thought she would be fastidious for a good while yet, but Polina had split her busy schedule to focus on her daughter's - personal maid.

The fact that her daughter's personal maid, Mary, had not attended the Butler Academy was a small pimple that had always existed in Polina's heart, when she was in the small town of Qiuji, let's not talk about it, the conditions didn't allow for it, but now that she was back in Tagmart, as her only daughter, Edith should at least configure two high-quality personal maids.

Polina's obsessive-compulsive disorder allowed her to make an instant decision.

She asked Edith once more:

"Do you need me to find you two personal maids, dear?"

Edith: "......"

Edith: "Mom, I already have Mary."

Paulina frowned, "It seems you still have no thoughts of replacing her."

"Yes."

"But you're still missing a personal maid."

Edith was just about to say that one would suffice, but Polina didn't give her a chance to speak this time, "I'll ask Kant to find someone for you."

Edith still knew her mother well enough to know that the tone just couldn't be changed. She gave Mary a mental nod, guess she'd have to panic for a while.

Probably resolving a knot in her heart, Polina's face softened a bit, her aura was getting stronger lately. Casting her eyes on Edith, Polina gazed at her for a moment before suddenly asking:

"Baby, do you want to go to school?"

Go to school? Edith stiffened and ahhed.

The wind and water were still fair, God forbid. It seemed she still needed to light herself a wax.