Author: 冬瓜茶仙人 / Winter Melon Tea Immortal
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/
Chapter 137
“Sir? Are you awake?” A timid voice sounded from the door. Shivers looked up to see a round-faced maid standing outside the door with a tray—the door had been unlocked.
“Where is this?” He tried to make his expression look as gentle as possible, but the young girl’s nervous reaction suggested he had failed. She stammered, “This is Green Shade Villa… The banquet hall from last night is downstairs, and guests can rest in the rooms for free. Do you need breakfast?”
She lifted the tray, which held a small porcelain teapot with colorful flowers and a small plate of fried pastries.
“Thank you, I—” Shivers began, but the girl, as if remembering something, hurriedly added, “I should also prepare some hangover food. Do you prefer cream, egg, and celery juice or cucumber and herring rolls?”
To be honest, Shivers’s head was still throbbing, and the maid’s slightly high-pitched voice made his ears buzz. To avoid being impolite, he said softly, “Mint tea, please.”
For some reason, the round-faced maid seemed greatly relieved, placed the tray on the low table, and quickly left. A few seconds after she exited, a denser buzzing sound came from the hallway.
Shivers: “?”
Before he could listen carefully, another maid entered—not the same one as before, but a curly-haired girl. She blushed, set down a teapot, said little, and hurriedly left.
This time, as Shivers’s mind cleared, he heard useful information amidst the commotion.
“Did you see that?”
“Covered with a blanket…”
“How many…”
“Abs…”
Shivers: “……”
He realized he was sitting on the bed, stark naked. If it weren’t for the blanket covering his lower half, their conversation might have been even more explosive.
But where were his clothes?
When he politely asked the next maid who entered (another unfamiliar face) about his clothes, she looked a bit regretful but quickly composed herself and professionally informed him that his clothes were being ironed, but new ones had been arranged for him. She would go fetch them.
It was probably Yitzfa.
But what did he mean by this? Sleeping and then leaving? Logically, it would make more sense for him to do such a thing, though he had no such intention…
The Knight Commander felt a bit frustrated but still swiftly dressed himself—he knew he had a good physique and being looked at a few times wasn’t a big deal. But the almost slight injuries on his shoulders and back were practically announcing to the world the wild things he did last night, making him feel unusually ashamed and embarrassed.
Several young maids were whispering near a half-body statue in the hallway. They had taken turns entering the room to observe (?). Although not exactly regretful, Shivers’s quick recovery and request for clothes and grooming still led to some extra discussion. But when Shivers himself walked out of the room, the off-duty maids couldn’t meet his gaze and scattered, leaving the original round-faced girl looking somewhat anxious as she greeted him.
She herself felt that the rotating service was too blatant, but Suzanne and the others insisted, and she, being soft-hearted, couldn’t refuse. Thankfully, this gentleman’s manners matched his looks, and he wasn’t angry at their abrupt behavior. Otherwise, besides the guilt, she might have faced a complaint and lost her job.
Shivers noticed this girl’s young and innocent nature, displaying her shame on her face without him saying a word.
“What’s your name?” He stood three steps away from her and asked.
“Amy.” The round-faced maid relaxed a little—despite her boldness in visiting a male guest’s sleeping posture with friends, she was actually very timid when facing a man alone. Maintaining distance was a good way to ease the pressure.
“Amy, I’m Green,” Shivers said gently. “I was drunk last night. Do you know when my companion left? Perhaps you know where he went?”
Companion? Amy blinked in confusion. Unmarried, she didn’t immediately grasp Shivers’s subtlety. After a while, she realized he was talking about that unusually beautiful person.
Yes, beautiful.
Amy knew she shouldn’t use this word for a man, but everything about that person, from his posture to his demeanor, made Amy feel no other word suited him better.
“The gentleman who stayed with you?” Amy blushed. “He left before dawn and didn’t say where he was going. He just asked us to prepare clothes and breakfast, hangover remedies, and—”
She suddenly stopped.
But it was too late. Shivers raised an eyebrow and took a step closer.
“And what else?” His beautiful blue eyes looked straight at Amy, sincerely saying, “There’s a misunderstanding between us. If you’re willing, anything he left behind would be very helpful to me.”
When it came to communicating with women, probably only the rabbit-headed shopkeeper could rival Shivers. After some internal struggle, Amy finally gave in and honestly said, “He said when it gets light, we could wake you up and… see something nice.”
Saying this to the person involved made Amy so embarrassed that she wanted to sink into the carpet.
Shivers: “……”
Amy cautiously peeked at him, sensing he seemed quite melancholic. It appeared, as they had speculated, he had been dumped by that beauty.
Could someone so handsome really get dumped? Amy felt very sympathetic.
“Are you alright?” Amy asked softly. “If there’s anything I can help you with…”
Shivers wasn’t alright, but he wouldn’t tell Amy that. However, Amy’s understanding could indeed help him.
“Amy, do you know a napkin steward from last night’s banquet named Awen?”
Amy blinked.
“Tall, dark-skinned, deep-set eyes,” Shivers said.
“Doesn’t ring a bell.” Amy thought carefully. “Are you looking for him? I can ask the housekeeper.”
“He said he was temporarily filling in for a friend—” Seeing Amy’s expression of realization, Shivers paused.
“Oh, him.” Amy remembered. “The tall, quiet one. His friend’s the handsome Jim.”
Okay, these girls really paid attention to looks, just like the women in the Lion Family.
“He lives in the servants’ quarters at the back. Although he’s a temporary replacement, with the current manpower shortage, he won’t be moved for the next few days,” Amy said. “If you need him, I can summon him for you.”
Shivers thought for a moment. “No need for a fuss. Just tell me where he stays.”
Amy wanted to say something, but Shivers gestured for her to be quiet.
“I know your work is hard—I just want to ask Awen for a favor, without causing him any trouble,” he said.
In any country on any continent, the ruling class’s methods of control were always strict—sometimes even brutal. From his brief conversation with Awen last night, Shivers believed the relationship between the inner city and Paradise Island residents wouldn’t be any different.
Amy quickly understood his meaning this time, her eyes welling with tears of gratitude. “You’re truly a noble gentleman.”
Shivers wasn’t surprised by her empathy. Though this young maid’s skin and demeanor seemed better than Awen’s, her shy reaction to a “guest” like him was unmistakable.
He calmly said, “I should thank you, Amy. By the way, do you know Awen’s friend Jim?”
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