Stepping out of the carriage, the woman approached Clara and Rina, and bowed briefly with a gentle smile. “Hello, my name is Fran. At the behest of Viscount Dragonherz, I will be your magic tutor.”
At the greeting, Clara took a step forward with her arms crossed, radiating an aura of haughtiness. “... Clara Dragonherz. Even if my father hired you to teach us, I will throw you out at the slightest mistake. So know your place, commoner!”
Seeing her mistress act like that, Rina couldn't help but be a little surprised. Of course, she already knew that Clara hated the former High Priestess for suggesting the hero-summoning ritual seven years ago, but she had never imagined that her sweet and kind mistress could show her hatred so openly and even insult their teacher for being a commoner.
Rina was also aware that Clara had a low opinion of commoners and thought of them as weak and stupid people who needed to be protected. At the question of why the blonde girl treated Rina differently, she just blushed and said, “You're special.” At that time Rina had thought that Clara was just shy and would treat everybody, including commoners, the same way. But when Rina saw Clara's words towards Fran, she had to rethink that estimate.
Back to the situation at hand, a little curious and also a bit fearful of how the former High Priestess, one of the most powerful beings in the Valkyria Kingdom, would react to Clara's obvious, but cheap provocation, Rina stealthily glanced at Fran, only to feel the colour drain from her face. After all, the smile on Fran's face was already crumbling, as it began to twitch.
“Oya, oya, Young Lady Dragonherz... I have already heard from Lord Eric that you harbour unfavourable feelings towards me because of the death of the old Knight Commander. But let me tell you something...” Fran grinned mockingly at Clara. “He is the maker of his own death because he was too weak.”
These words shocked not only Clara but also Rina. How could a mature adult use the death of a child's loved one to respond to a provocation? Fearing that the situation would escalate even further, Rina quickly grabbed Clara's trembling hand and turned her around so that she could look into her mistress's eyes.
Seeing tears already forming in those eyes, Rina faced back at Fran and spoke up. “Lady Fran, this is not a good place to talk, so please follow us to the reception room.”
At a nod from Fran, the three of them made their way to the reception room. When they arrived, the seven-year-old maid opened the door and motioned for the instructor to enter. “Please wait here for a moment. I will bring tea.”
“Alright.”
After Fran had entered the room, Rina closed the door from the outside and turned to Clara. “Lady Clara, please pull yourself together. She is here to teach us. Have you forgotten your agreement with Lord Eric? Please don't provoke her and please don't let her provoke you.”
Clara, who successfully suppressed her welling tears, murmured in response, “I know, I just lost control back then... Thank you, Rina.”
“It's my job!” Rina puffed out her non-existent chest at the appreciation but then turned serious again. “Can you be alone with her for a few minutes while I prepare tea?”
Seeing how worried the younger girl was, Clara could feel her heart warming up. Once again, she confirmed that she was very fond of her maid in front of her. So, in order to ease up Rina's mind, Clara's haughty, self-confident smile returned to her face. “Of course. Who do you think I am? What you saw was just one of the very few moments of weakness that I had!”
Relieved by these words, Rina opened the door for her mistress and then left to make tea.
Five minutes later, she was back in the reception room, pushing a waggon with the tea and snacks. Inside the room, who would have expected otherwise, there was a cold atmosphere between the adult Fran and the ten-year-old Clara. It made Rina somehow wonder how someone like that could become the head of the temple. Still, Rina was glad, that the situation had not escalated further.
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So, the red-haired girl pushed the waggon to the table and placed a cup of tea each in front of Clara and Fran, who were sitting across from each other. Afterwards, she returned to her mistress's side and stood behind her.
“You, little maid...,” the former High Priestess spoke up, after taking a sip of tea, “...come here for a moment.”
Rina briefly glanced at Clara. After receiving a nod, she walked over to Fran, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa.
“Hmmmmm.”
“Erm...” Rina felt a little uncomfortable at the stare she received from the elf. After all, she had only had very bad experiences with being stared at in her previous life. The eyes that had been directed at her, had always been full of either mockery, contempt, hatred, or disgust. So, as a reflex, Rina put her arms in front of her body, as if she tried to hide her ugly and disgusting self from being seen.
“Lady Fran, could you please stop staring at my maid? Can't you see that you're making her uncomfortable?” Noticing the state Rina was in, Clara spoke up in annoyance. Truth be told, she wanted to add 'That's why I can't stand commoners', but had to stop herself so as not to make the situation worse.
“Ahem, I'm sorry about that.” Fran cleared her throat at Clara's words but still kept her eyes on Rina. This time, however, she stopped her mustering gaze. “What's your name? How old are you?”
“Oh. Excuse me for the late introduction.” Rina grabbed the hem of her maid uniform's skirt, pulled it up slightly, and bowed. “My name is Rina, I am Lady Clara's personal maid and will be studying magic together with her under you. I will become eight in a few months.”
“...”
“...”
“Cyuuu...”
“Cyu?” Rina tilted her head at Fran's strange word and looked perplexed at Clara, who was smiling smugly.
“CYUUUUTE!!”
Suddenly a strange scream came from the direction where Fran was sitting and Rina was lifted into the air, with her whole body pressed against something.
“What is with this incredibly adorable creature? Where did you find her?” The person responsible was none other than the former High Priestess. Somehow, she had suddenly 'teleported' from her seat next to Rina, took the girl in an embrace, and rubbed her cheeks against Rina's.
Seeing how the elf had suddenly gone mad, Clara instantly lost her smug expression and cried out, red-faced, “Wh-what are you doing to my maid!” She got up from the sofa and literally stormed towards them, grabbing Rina's arm in an attempt to get her maid out of this predicament. “Let go of my maid this instant!”
Unfortunately, Clara's actions caused Fran to tighten her embrace even more, slowly developing it into a bear hug. “No! Give her to me! I want to take her home and make her my servant, and then... hehehehehehe.” At this point, the elf had a very perverted grin on her face and even started drooling.
“Y-you! Of course, it's rejected! And wipe your drool off, it's disgusting! Weren't you supposed to be a High Priestess? The leader of the temple? What's with this behaviour!?” Clara strengthened her grip on her maid's arm and pulled harder resulting in Rina's body leaning towards her.
“As the High Priestess I had to act prim and proper all the time. Now that I'm free of that burden, I can be myself again.” In response, Fran wrapped both arms around Rina's small body, completely preventing Clara from freeing the girl.
“Consider your age, you HAG! Your age difference is too large.” Clara pulled even harder.
“HAAAAAH!? I'm not even in my thirty yet, and as an elf, I'll stay like this for several centuries, so no problem on that front.”
“What are you even saying? You don't make any sense! Now let go of my maid!” Slowly but surely reaching the end of her patience, the blonde girl used all of her strength in her arms to pull Rina out of Fran's grip.
“Okay.”
But to the girl's surprise, Fran finally obeyed Clara's command and let go of the red-haired girl. As Clara pulled on Rina with all her might, both girls lost their balance and fell over.
*Thud*
Needless to say, they were both in a pretty precarious position after the fall. Clara was lying on her back on the floor with Rina directly above her. Their faces were so close to each other that their noses were almost touching and they could clearly feel each other's breathing. Not realising what had happened, they just stayed in that position and stared at each other. Who knows, maybe they would just stay like that for hours, enjoying this arrangement, were it not for a distinct cough that had interrupted them.
“Ahem!” Of course, the cough came from the elf. “I know what I said earlier. Of course, it was all a joke to lighten up the mood. So, seeing this scene now, I can't help but think that an illicit sexual relationship between two young children, moreover between master and servant, is something that neither I nor Lord Eric can approve of.”
Only then did Clara and Rina really realise the state they were in. So Rina got off of her mistress's with swift movements and they both straightened up, each of them looking in the opposite direction. Naturally, the mistress's and the servant's faces were beet red.
After observing the whole situation after arriving here, and seeing how Clara and Rina behaved, Fran felt a headache creeping up on her. She had no idea how she would report their condition to Lord Eric, who had also commissioned her to monitor the girls. At this point, Fran already knew, how their master-servant relationship would end. After all...
'They're way too obvious.'