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No matter how many beastmen she had encountered throughout her life, seeing this many in a single day was a first for Elysia, except for during victory celebrations.

Elysia was undeniably human. In fact, few humans lived with as much underlying fear of beastmen as she did. Countless threats she had faced while dealing with the Baron’s guests surged unexpectedly in her mind, but she firmly suppressed her fear.

Stay calm. They say you can survive even in a lion’s den if you’re brave. This is where I’ll have to live from now on.

Elysia took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

Malcolm guided her to a room on the highest floor. He was quite surprised by her unexpected reaction.

“I thought she’d cry and run away at the sight of the beastmen, but she’s braver than I expected for such a frail human. Well, that’s probably why she dared to become His Grace’s mistress. But let’s see if she still wants to stay after seeing this room.”

Malcolm opened the door, which creaked from lack of oil, and led Elysia Inside.

“This is the room you’ll be using, Lady Elysia.”

As soon as she opened the door, Elysia coughed, overwhelmed by the dust.

“Meals will be provided three times a day. A maid will bring them here. If you need anything, ring the bell. All the maids here are beastmen, so please be patient until we can find a human maid for you.”

As if any human would volunteer to serve in the Duke’s household.

Malcolm ended coldly.

He watched Elysia scan the room, which was in such disarray it could only be called a storage room, waiting for her to complain. But her response was the exact opposite of his expectations.

“Oh my. Are you really giving me such a spacious room? Can I really use all this space?”

What?

Malcolm felt his plan unraveling and responded in disbelief.

“Are you…serious?”

She liked this shabby room?

Malcolm couldn’t believe his ears.

“Yes. With just a bit of cleaning and moving the furniture, this room could be spacious and comfortable. The window is so large….”

Elysia pulled back the curtains. The breathtaking view of the cliff over the sea, which Malcolm had missed during the carriage ride, was indeed magnificent. Elysia was very pleased with the room.

“Where is His Grace now? I’d like to thank him for giving me such a nice room.”

Unaware of Malcolm’s turmoil, Elysia turned to him with a shy smile. However, at that moment, Malcolm’s expression turned icily cold.

Malcolm bared his fangs at the human mistress he couldn’t acknowledge. He felt the need to draw a clear line.

“Miss Pearlman, you seem to be under a serious misconception… You are not a guest of His Grace.”

The sudden change in Malcolm’s firm attitude and his hostile aura made Elysia realize she had made a mistake.

“His Grace will summon you at his convenience, and you will respond only when he calls. Always remember that you are staying here solely by His Grace’s favor.”