"I just want to know who made that thing on my chair. You are the only ones who can enter my place." He put his hands behind his back, his light brown eyes showing the majesty he was used to, and
The maids in front of him looked at each other, and in the end they all shook their heads at him.
They really didn't know what he meant by what he said, what was on the chair, and what would be there. They didn't understand, because they didn't do it.
There was a slight disappointment in Andrew's eyes. He waved his hand and motioned for them to go down. The maids saluted again, but when they left, they all saw confusion in their eyes.
I also saw some unspeakable regrets.
Maybe they missed a good opportunity. As for what kind of opportunity, everyone knows it well, an opportunity that can be noticed by the king, an opportunity that can be brought here in person, and an opportunity that can be remembered by him. Such an opportunity is not available to ordinary people.
Yes, obviously, the person he is looking for is not them.
Andrew had been standing at the door. He didn't know where he was going, whether to leave here or to continue searching. He turned around and strode away, but when passing by a room, he unexpectedly stopped.
With his footsteps, the door of the room opened a gap, but a scene slipped across his eyes.
He pushed the door open, and the person inside didn't notice that the door had been pushed open. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, sewing something with some rags. She was doing it very seriously, and she didn't even know that someone had walked in.
s room.
Okay, until she put down the needlework in her hand, she looked at the thing she was making. Although it didn't look good, and although it wasn't as comfortable as the pillow, she was already very satisfied. She didn't have too many demands.
It's really enough.
She put the pillow on the head of her bed and then stood up. When she looked at the door, she was obviously stunned. She blinked her eyes and looked at the person who appeared in her room in disbelief.
man.
She looked around, this should be her room, but looking at the man in front of her, she thought she was in that office.
Because it was impossible for this person to appear here, but, in fact, he really did appear. And it was right in front of her.
"Your Majesty," Lotte bent down. She was not very familiar with the court etiquette, but it was already very presentable.
Andrew nodded lightly to her, but looked around intentionally. Three people could live here, and all the beds were covered with pillows. Only her bed did not have one, and only had a small, newly made pillow.
It doesn't look very good, and it must be very comfortable.
He strode over and stopped in front of Lotte. Then he bent down and picked up the pillow on the bed. He patted it with his hand. It was quite hard inside. If he lay on it, most people would probably be.
unacceptable.
"Will you fall asleep with this?" He picked up the pillow on the bed and turned to face Lotte.
Lotte was stunned for a long time, and then she nodded, "Okay," she suddenly smiled, showing two small dimples on her face, of course it was okay, she had been a slave, what was she doing here?
She has never done anything, she has never endured any hardships, and now she is very strong.
It's just a pillow, you can definitely sleep on it.
Andrew put down the pillow in his hand, approached Lotte, lowered his head, and looked at Lotte's still small face, "You made the things on my office chair, right?"
He asked very gently, and there was already his own confirmation in his eyes. She must have done it. Doesn't this explain everything?
Lotte finally understood why he appeared here. She lowered her eyelashes slightly. Did she do something wrong? Did she make him angry by making such a self-assertion? Did he want to blame her now?
of.
She was actually just being kind. When her dad worked every day, his mommy treated him like this. Did she really do something wrong?
A pair of warm hands were placed on her shoulders. She raised her head and looked into Andrew's eyes, but she didn't see any reproach in his eyes.
"I won't blame you. You did a good job. Don't worry." Andrew saw her uneasiness and panic. He didn't forget how he saved her. At that time, they were fighting.
She, she must have misunderstood something.
"Really? You won't hit me?" Lotte asked in blunt Hailey language, asking very carefully. She was just afraid that he would hit her.
Because she has been beaten too many times.
"Well, no, believe me, I am the king. Although I am acting on behalf of others, the words I say will not lie." Andrew suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
She didn't exert any force on her palms, but she felt the extremely prominent bones on Lotte's shoulders.
He understood, everything.
Looking at her again, he realized what a beautiful and kind girl she was.
"What's your name?" He seemed to have forgotten. He had never known her name. He had also forgotten that the person he had saved so casually had been really busy lately.
"Lotte," Lotte replied softly. She was relieved when she heard that he would not blame her.
"Well, that's good, I remember it," Andrew put down his hand, turned around and walked past her, I will send someone to give you a new pillow.
"That's very good. It's very comfortable to lean against. And, thank you." Andrew stood still behind her.
And she never believed that this would be what a king said, this would be what a person in power said. This country has slaves, but it cannot be denied that there is still a good king who would treat a maid
Go say thank you.
Lotte looked back at him, but he had already reached the door, and she could only see his light brown hair disappearing between the cracks in the door.
She sat back on the bed and picked up the pillow on the bed. She lowered her head and saw the ugly pillow she had made. She pressed it with her hand. It was filled with rags. It was indeed very uncomfortable.
, she hugged her a little tighter. Many times, she would think of her doll in Huairui Castle, wondering if it was still there.
Andrew was very true to his words. He always remembered such things, so soon after, he sent someone to deliver a new pillow, which was much better than the one she had. And such a thing,
When other maids saw her, they were envious and jealous.