Secret Wardrobe of the Duchess

Chapter 21

“Miss, how about this hairpin? I think it would match your hair’s color.”

“And I think these gloves would be good.”

“I think these earrings would be perfect for you.”

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nce they started, they spoke aloud their opinions. The maids discussed among themselves even when Rubica didn’t ask first.

“I think we should not tie the hair as miss is not married yet.”

“But we don’t have the iron now, so we cannot trim the tip of her hair. I think we should braid it, that would be better.”

“But I think we should cut her front hair just a little…”

They couldn’t reach a conclusion for some time. So, they turned to Rubica and asked her at the same time.

“What should we do, miss?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to braid my hair in two and let them fall on both sides? You know, like this.”

Rubica took the comb from one of the maids and did one braid herself.

“That would be nice.”

The maids started to work on Rubica’s hair without being told to. They kept chatting about which accessories and style matched her better.

Without realizing it, they all started to smile.

Had helping a lady dress up always been this enjoyable?
“You have a good sense of color!”
“I didn’t know this color and this would get along so well.”

The more Rubica complimented, the happier they became. They had never been complimented like that, so they started to feel like as if they were experts.

“You cannot wear just any shoes even though they will be under your dress and not be seen.”

Lastly, one of them brought many pairs of shoes. For a short moment, Rubica wondered when on earth they had prepared that. Claymore Family hadn’t had any lady for a long time. After the late duchess’ death, all the maids went home. Only the housekeeper remained to take care of the household.

‘They’re not ordinary maids.’

However, the maids were all kind, and they had prepared everything with great care. So, Rubica decided not to be worried too much.

“Now, it’s finished.”

After deciding on the shoes, Rubica stood in front of the mirror. In it, there was herself who appeared like a rich man’s daughter since birth. She felt something surging deep in her chest and overflowing. She had always thought of herself as the incarnation of normality, but now, she looked quite pretty, even to herself.

“Thank you, everyone.”

“We just did what you wanted, miss.”

“But you all chose the things for me.”

The maids were also as happy as Rubica. The work they had been doing just because they had been ordered to now felt so different.

They couldn’t believe they had helped the lady, who was going to be their mistress, become so beautiful.

They felt like they were artisans who had just finished a work of art…

Jenny stopped that thought there and smiled.

‘Artisan, what nonsense. I can never be such a thing. I’m just a maid who’s a little good at doing makeups.’

“We will arrive at the mansion soon,” the driver suddenly said.