𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝: Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13: Killing me Softly

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Rewritten Version

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You pushed the double door open with your elbow as you walked into the kitchen. You looked over to Loana, who was checking on the cabbage dishes baking in the oven as you set the tray aisde on the dark counter. "Mmh, it smells really delicious, Loana," you commented delighted as you thoroughly washed your hands in the sink.

Loana narrowed her focus on you with a warm smile, rising from the oven. "That's good. It should be done shortly, just give it another five minutes." she said, resting her palms against her hips with a gentle sigh.

You nodded and quickly dried your hands with the white towel while you spoke. "Alright, I'll start preparing the table." Loana smiled and reached for the exquisite white plates in the glass cabinet to your right. While she arranged the plates on the counter island, you took a cloth from the drawer and soaked it in gentle water before returning to the dining room and cleaning every spot on the long wooden table while you signaled for the girls to raise their hands from the surface, ensuring that the table was clean before placing the golden cutlery neatly alongside each white plate. "What is on today's menu, dear?" The lady asked from her seat as she watched you arrange the goldenware on the table.

You tilted your head up with a light smile, placing the plates down. "Your favorite dish, my lady." In response, she grinned amusedly and glanced as you returned to the kitchen, assisting in the preparation of everything for tonight's dinner. While the girls giggled among each other, you noticed the immense staring by the lady seated on the end of the long table, observing every movement your figure possibly did. "Something not to your liking, my lady?" you inquired nervously, lighting the long white candles placed on the gold vintage candle holder. Her manner remained calm, however the girls, on the other hand, whispered behind their hands, peering over you two, chuckling softly as they muttered to one another while the lady spoke to you with a soft grin. "No, darling." She reassured me with a light head shake.

Returning to the kitchen, you noticed Loana arranging all of the meals on a long plater in such a professional fashion that it almost resembled a five-star hotel dinner. Loana hastily wiped her hands against her red apron, gesturing to the dish to be served. Your fellow maids held the double door open while you gracefully held the platter in one hand, walking up to the table, where you arranged the plates on the table that were filled with all kinds of Romanian meals. You could have devoured the smell of the perfectly cooked dishes as it flooded in your nostrils, making your stomach grump.

Daniela almost jumped out of her chair, her dark lips gleaming as she gazed at the meals with such joy and cheer. You poured the lavish sauce on top of her dish, as Daniela always preferred it. After serving the girls' dinner, you walked over to the kitchen, ready to serve the lady's favorite meal, while Loana poured the delectable goulash into a white one-pot and indicated with her hand for it to be served by the serve maid, which was you. As you walked back into the dining room, you couldn't help but notice that half of the rolled cabbages on the plate were nearly consumed by the girls as they ate like they hadn't had a taste of food in centuries, but the lady seemed not to have had a single bite since you left the kitchen.

With a cordial expression, you respectfully asked. "My lady, is something wrong with tonight's dinner?"

Her crimson lips couldn't help but chuckle softly at your concern, and so she made a subtle gesture and smiled at the chair next to her. "Well, I am waiting for you to sit beside me."

While your face turned the brightest shade of red, your knees buckled nervously, assuming you had done something without her approval, as it was the first time the mistress required something like this. "Um, my lady. With all due respect, I don't exactly understand what you're requesting," you mumbled awkwardly, confused by her sudden request as she glanced down at your figure, her golden gaze sweeping over your flushed face down to your dress.