After the Queen leaves, I return to the previous, adjacent chamber. It looks like she really was in a hurry as the doors leading out of it are left wide open and there are no signs of her doing anything else besides storming out of the room.
I walk to the table on the balcony where we sat together and finish my cup of tea. It's way too good to just leave it to waste like that. Perhaps I should ask Cornelia about it. She should have an idea or two about which brands the Queen favours with how close the two are. This calming, floral scent would definitely be loved by the girls.
Staying behind to stuff yourself with the snacks after the host has left could be considered rude, so I decide to return. Our meeting took a moment, but I still have around two or three hours before we open again. I can go for a stroll through the city to check on our tailor and some other things after returning.
But before that, I still have something to do. I go outside of the room and glance around, spotting the maid which led me here standing a bit further. She notices me looking at her and quickly makes her way to me, bowing just slightly.
I tell her there's something I have to deliver to the Queen as I forgot to do it during our conversation and ask if she could provide me with an envelope. And if she could pass it later to Lianne.
She agrees and takes me to the servant's wing where she gets what I asked for. I put the instructions for the latest gift inside and seal it tightly. Although I'm sure the maid wouldn't do something as risky as spying on the contents, I advise her to not do so if she doesn't want to end up in a lot of trouble. The message is meant only for the Queen.
She promises me to fulfil her duty properly as soon as possible. With an awkward smile, I suggest not doing it immediately since the Queen might be a little bit busy at this moment as she left in quite a hurry. Hopefully, that's enough to hold the maid back for a while. Well, I have no idea who is and who isn't aware of the Queen's true nature here. Better safe than sorry.
There's not much else I currently need from the castle so I walk back to the passage. Ross still didn't reply to my letter, which means he might be quite busy. I can't just randomly show up and bother the King whenever I want. Well, technically speaking, I can, but that could lead to some rumours or even misunderstandings. He'll get in touch with me when necessary.
After returning, I check on the new maid girls. They are accustoming themselves to the mansion and doing pretty fine in general. Hopefully, we can get their uniforms without any delays. Till then, they'll stick to working behind the scenes during open nights, or perhaps to accompanying people in the lobby and recreational area while in some nice, party dresses. As long as they are up for it. We don't have that many recreational customers yet, but there are a few ones once in a while.
Just as planned, I prepare to head off to the town for a bit. The tiefling trio approaches me and shows their interest in accompanying me. We already have their uniforms so I agree. Even if we didn't, I need to slowly start letting girls out. Our image is growing bit by bit.
They quickly change clothes and we leave the mansion. For the first few hundred meters, each of them tries whatever they can to maximize the amount of skinship with me as much as possible while walking. It creates a quite comical sight and we do attract more than a bit of attention. How could we not when three, colourful girls in sexy maid outfits fight over one man, trying to hug his arms or waist without inconveniencing his movements.
We somehow reach the tailor without tripping. They agreed on taking turns by my sides instead of desperately clinging to wherever possible in the end.
The tailor sure works fast. We pick up a few more sets already. He explains that they have prepared whatever possible beforehand and he just introduces adjustments when necessary. Guess with how many I order all the time, he started automating the process, hah.
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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
FantasiAlastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he...