Prisca's POV
Within the next few days, I understood how great the hospitality of the Duke of Wylanhilds was. It was inordinate to the extent that I eventually end up swearing words to the duke almost every day.
I couldn’t understand why the Duke is holding a grudge against me. As far as I can remember, I didn’t provoke him first. He was the one who is continuously provoking me. He was the one who started it from the moment we spoke with each other. Perhaps, he is treating me in this manner because of the mere reality; he is one of the noblest birthed persons in society and me being a person who is not stand in the same social status as him. Well, the way most nobles thinks never met with my level of thinking.
“Miss, I’ve brought hot water.” I heard Anny’s taut voice.
She is the housema
