Chapter 20
I'm staring at my reflection as the maid carefully combs my hair. I still couldn't help but admire Roesia's beauty. My current appearance is far greater than Saintess Lucia's beauty. Her skillful hands worked with precision as she began to tie my hair into a loose braid. As I waited for her to finish styling my hair, a sudden knock came at my door. "Milady, this Garvin." "Come in." The door opened and revealed a man in his late 60s standing outside the door. He is wearing butler clothes with no visible creases. Gavin was also wearing white gloves and a monocle with a thin golden chain attached to his clothes. "Good morning, Milady," Garvin bowed his head and greeted her. "What is it?" She asked without sparing a look toward the old butler. Garvin raised his head and politely answe
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