The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Personal Valet

’Am I seeing things? What is the brat’s knight doing here?’

"Orian?" the butler’s voice pulled her out of her shock. "This is Third Young Master Rafal. This residence belongs to him and you will be serving him."

Oriana immediately lowered her head. "G-Greetings, Third Young Master."

Rafal simply looked at that small figure clad in a clean servant uniform. However, she wore a black undershirt with a close-fitting collar that covered her supposedly exposed throat, hiding the rest of her body except for her face and hands. A black fabric was also wrapped around her head, looking more like a young scholar from some northern tribe rather than a housekeeper.

Meanwhile, Oriana didn’t know what to think of this situation. Her mind suddenly went blank and she needed time to think. Her mind was filled with random words— knight of that brat, knife, stabbing, punishment, need to escape...

"Who is this?" she heard Rafal ask.

Oriana, who had her head lowered, as if she wanted to dig her escape underground, almost let out a gasp.

’He didn’t recognize me? Well, it has been more than a month and we’ve only interacted twice so it is understandable but...What kind of stinky memory does he have? Is he a fish? Has he met countless beauties in a span of weeks that my pretty face didn’t even top the list?’

The corner of her lips lifted.

’Well, either way, it is more favorable that he didn’t recognize me.’

"Young Master, this is Orian, a newly hired servant in charge of cleaning the rooms in this floor of the mansion."

"Don’t you think he’s too young?"

"Though he is young, he’s quick on his feet and eager to work..."

Of course, Rafal knew everything already. The family knight, Ren, had already given a full report, not to mention that Head Butler Kahlil told him that him hiring Oriana was because Rafal paid special attention to the lad the day prior. It could be said that Rafal dug his own grave.

Due to his master, neither could Rafal kick this young boy out nor could he keep him. Not to mention, this pretty boy caused his precious vacation to be canceled.

Precisely because things were out of his control, Rafal was a little aggrieved. He wished he could make Oriana work like a slave but dared not act on it.

"Such a weakling, in charge of an entire floor?" Rafal said as he narrowed his eyes on her.

Oriana stiffened. ’Uh-oh. He sounds dissatisfied. He won’t ask me to be fired, right?’

She somewhat remembered that Rafal made a similar remark in the past. The Third Young Master appeared to be the kind of person who puts heavy emphasis on a person’s build, and he looked down on skinny guys.

’It’s not like I will bulk up even if I train my body. Besides, I’m not a real guy...’

Fortunately, Oriana made a good impression on Smith, and the butler came to her defense.

"Young Master, he might not be as strong as an ox, but he is strong enough as a servant. He arranged the rooms under his care really well in just a short period of time. Orian is a clever child. I am sure you will be happy with his efficiency," the butler said.

Rafal didn’t comment on it and said, "The both of you are dismissed. I am going to rest."

"Yes, Young Master."

"Shall I have the maid send up soothing tea for you, Young Master?" Oriana offered only to hear Rafal’s cold response.

"No need."