14 Reminiscing Her Past 1 (1/2)

Morning.

Chalice was used to waking up early. She had experienced an array of jobs and the thing they had in common was that she needed to go in early. This had set up an irrevocable alarm in her body clock.

She proceeded to do some light tai-chi exercises for the heck of it and to also put her ridiculously big balcony to use. The morning breeze ought to help her start off good. Besides, she felt that she had been gaining weight recently. Dang the aristocracy and their scrumptious, mouth-watering, weight-inducing food!

Chalice had developed a foodie complex since she had transmigrated in this world. She had quite the extensive and demanding work history and eating delicious, home-cooked meals are a luxury. She was bitter about this, so she had proudly decided to never neglect satisfying her taste buds.

She was finishing up with her exercises when a knock resounded in her door. Chalice gave her consent, while she wiped off her sweat. She saw Luke coming in her room with light, measured strides before stopping at her balcony door. She saw a look of mild horror when he saw her, then proceeded to keep his down.

Aside from being her right-hand man, Luke had somehow also become her maid...er nanny. Since the people she trusted were limited to three people alone, it was inevitable that Luke had to be the one to take care of her personally at the absence of Lucy. She couldn't possibly expect her trustworthy yet hopelessly narcissistic knight to attend to someone's need other than his own. Though at first it had been met with a vehement protest by Luke, himself in the end he was thoroughly defeated by Chalice 'logical' and certainly not shameless arguments.

”My lady, your bath and clothes had been prepared. If you could tidy yourself up, we could go down for breakfast. And please, do mind your appearance at all times, my lady.”

Chalice giggled at Luke's obvious discomfort seeing her in her sleeping gown. Her eyes filled up with mischief as another opportunity to tease the poor man presented itself to her.

”And whatever is wrong with my appearance, dear Luke?”

She asked while languidly sauntering nearer to him. Chalice almost laughed out loud when he discreetly took a step back from her.

”It is a bit inappropriate, my lady.”

The man said in a flat tone. However, there was a dubious red color slowly spreading in his ears.

”How so? I am in my room. I can wear what I want in here. Tsk. Tsk. Why? Does it make you uncomfortable? That's no good Luke. You're bound to see me in a lot of situations like this. You need to get used to it. I can't have just anyone asissting me much less enter my room.”