A breathless moan echoed through the wide room and the frivolous movements of a man and a woman reflected by the moonlight was visible beyond the shimmering curtain. Unlike the man who did not even make a sound of breathing in spite of his violent actions, the screams of the woman beneath him showed how much she liked it.

Julietta, who had to stand in the corner holding her breath, began to get irritated when she heard the repeated sounds that she thought was over, begin again.

Hey, don’t overdo it and just call me when it’s over. This is a freaking thing for a person to stand up to.

She felt hot in her dress which was filled with thick cotton under her maid uniform and the strange smell of the room was choking her.

Is it over?

The man’s movements had stopped and then he seemed to be falling off from the woman’s body which could be seen over the thick cloth in the dim light. With no time to prepare, the bed’s curtain which lay on one side of the room as big as the playground was thrown back and a tight, muscular body appeared.

Oh, that exposure! No matter how good that body is, you have to cover it up. Oh, I’m embarrassed!

“Your Highness, where are you going? Ahh, the night is still young…”

She must be a woman of considerable physical strength. Unlike most of the women who fainted at the end, the woman he brought this time whined and struggled to bring the man back to her side.

The man, who was heading to the bathroom in his naked glory without even a gown, saw her standing in the corner. “Let her out,” he ordered.

Yes, I should. I have been waiting here for hours to do that.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

After turning on the light in the room at the man’s knife-like command, Julietta suddenly approached the bed and handed a gown to the woman who was naked with an ample figure, covered only by the thin sheet.

SLAP!

Julietta was suddenly slapped across her face but she didn’t know what kind of sin she had committed. She was bewildered by the woman who slapped her as if she had been waiting for the man to disappear into the bathroom. However, as she was educated, she held out the gown again without changing her expression.

“You have to leave the room before His Highness comes out. Please get up.”

“You’re so presumptuous! Who are you to tell me to leave? I’ll wait until His Highness comes out. Get out of the way!”

There was no woman who took it well.

“His Highness hates it when an order is not fulfilled. Will you leave or will I have to bring the servants in?”

The woman, who sat on the bed with her thumbling brown hair stretched to her waist, rose coldly and snatched away the gown. As Julietta turned and headed for the door the woman spat, “On the day I formally become a concubine of His Highness, I’ll never let you off, so you’d better be prepared!”

Upon seeing the woman’s sensual figure disappear into the gown, Julietta quickly opened the door and summoned the waiting servant of the Prince.

“It’s been about five minutes since His Highness went into the bathroom. I’ll start with the bed,” Julietta spoke bluntly to the servant who was busy glancing at the back of the Viscountess. 

When the servant in a neat uniform headed quickly to the bathroom to draw the Prince’s bath, Julietta began to work at a frightening pace. She hurriedly opened the window and vented the strange smell in the room. As she took off the sheets, she took out new sheets from the closet and changed them at lightning speed, sweat dripping down her forehead. 

SNAP.

The bathroom door opened and this time, a man with a proper gown came out. At the sight, Julietta breathed a sigh of relief. She rolled up the sheets she stripped, bowed her head and stepped back to the door. 

“Get me tea.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The man’s order was directed at Julietta, who was about to walk out of the room with the sheets in hand, as if he had no intention of waiting for his servant who had not yet come out of the bathroom. Julietta knew that his orders should be done right away, but she, with the beddings in her hands, sought permission from her master first. 

“Can I put out the beddings?” I don’t mind but wouldn’t you be a little embarrassed?

The man’s expression slightly distorted when she carefully held out the beddings in the spirit of humanity.

When Julietta noticed his eyes glancing silently, she opened the door promptly and threw the beddings into the hallway. Then, she quickly approached the tea set in the corner of the drawing room to prepare tea.

After having sex, which was once or twice a week, the man liked to enjoy Dureng tea without exception. When Julietta quickly brewed tea and put it on the table, the man who casually wore his nightgown sat comfortably on the sofa and raised himself up to pick up the glass.

Huck, come on! The gown’s about to come off. Uh-huh, can’t you squeeze your legs together?

Fearing that his gown would fall off, Julietta turned her eyes hastily and went to the designated seat in the corner of the room, where she stood still again, lowering her eyes.

As soon as Julietta stood by the wall, the servant came out of the bathroom and stood mutely beside her, frowning. He seemed to be reprimanding her for not being able to follow His Highness directly into the bathroom because of the delay in getting out their master’s new woman. 

When Julietta casually shrugged her shoulders as if she had no choice, the servant clicked his tongue with a small sound. She ignored him as she held back what she had wanted to say: that he would have been scolded less if he had gone straight into the bathroom without being distracted by the Prince’s lover.

When the man who was enjoying his tea got up without a word, Julietta almost cried out in relief, thinking that she could finally rest. The man threw off his gown and went to bed. She bent and unfolded her swollen legs slightly and waited for the man to fall asleep.

Hush baby, Your Highness. Go to sleep. Let me get some rest.

The man lying on the bed ordered her to step outside as she prayed earnestly.

After carefully putting out the light in the room, Julietta gently inhaled as soon as she closed the bedroom door. The beddings that she had thrown out of the Prince’s room had already been removed and the hall was quiet without any indication of another person being around.

Unlike the servant, who was sleeping in a room next to the Prince, Julietta moved towards the maid’s quarters on the fourth floor. As she walked into a small room right next to the stairs and laid down on bed, she let out a long sigh at the thought that the hard day was finally over.

It had been three months since she had entered the private mansion of Prince Killian Michael Hae Deford Bertino Austern, second in line to the throne of the Austern Empire. It was because of her purely indifferent personality that she became the maid in charge of cleaning. For another reason, the people who used to be in her position were often replaced.