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Chapter 977: Chapter 480 Florecia’s Rebellion, History Still Moves Forward (4k)

Tirsiu Calendar 3122, April 21st, during the spring season.

Praying City.

Pink petals danced in the warm breeze, floating everywhere within the city. The sweet scent of the blossoms filled the entire city, and many of its residents chose this day to go on trips.

Today was ideal for weddings and travel.

Duke Moro’s Mansion.

Occupying the best central location in the city and taking up one-tenth of the city’s area, the Mansion of the City Lord was adorned with lights and decorations today, with maids everywhere arranging flower decorations and fresh flowers.

All the guards within the mansion were also on high alert, standing watch at all crucial pathways to prevent any unexpected incidents.

A housemaid head assigned to the garden, having finished watering the flowers, put down her watering can and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Someone beside her whispered a complaint, "It seems like we can’t rest at all today, everyone’s going to be exhausted."

The housemaid head turned around and said coldly, "Stop complaining, do your work. If today’s event is successful, we might receive a reward worth several months or even a couple of years of wages."

"Sorry, sorry, Housemaid Head Keseshili."

The little maid who was reprimanded hurriedly apologized.

Then, with a face full of curiosity, she quietly asked, "Housemaid Head Keseshili, I heard that today Grand Duke Kelly from Silver City is coming to our Duke’s Mansion to formally propose to our lord for his son?"

"Yes, why else would they have us make everything so official."

Keseshili didn’t see the need to hide anything.

After all, these servants would find out sooner or later.

It wasn’t a secret anymore; many had already guessed.

Ever since Miss Ressia had returned, the son of Grand Duke Kelly had been visiting the mansion every so often to chat with Miss Florecia.

But it seemed like the outcomes weren’t very good.

Although Keseshili wasn’t in charge of the internal affairs, she had heard from her colleagues that Miss Ressia did not like that young master from the Duke Kelly family. Even after having tea together, Miss Ressia would throw away the teacup he had used as soon as he left.

"I don’t understand why Miss Florecia is so resistant to this marriage," said the little maid, puzzled. "To be able to marry the eldest son of such a top nobility family is something we servants would not even dare to dream of in several lifetimes. Yet Miss Florecia doesn’t care at all. I’ve even seen Young Master Iro from a distance before. He’s extremely handsome— the perfect marriage prospect. If she doesn’t want him, she could just give him to me."

"I advise you not to think too much," the housemaid head said helplessly as she looked at the little maid who was lost in her fantasies.

Young girls always fantasize about marrying into a wealthy family, transforming from a sparrow into a phoenix. But what they fail to consider is why a young master from a noble family would take a fancy to a sparrow like them?

In this world, there are not as many romances as those only found in poems and plays.

Being a maid in the service of the Duke is already a great fortune. To entertain such flights of fancy is to court death.

In her decades of work, she’d seen many pretty maids trying to seduce Young Master Reylia. After losing their innocence and gaining nothing in return, they mysteriously disappeared from the duke’s mansion.

She only learned from a retired old maid that the old Duke didn’t allow illegitimate children to be born, so one could imagine the fate of the maids who had been involved with Young Master Reylia.

Everything was their own choice.

As the housemaid head, all she could do was advise the new maids not to go down a road that led to death.

The families of emperors are the heartless ones.

The top nobility are no different, trapped without the freedom to decide for themselves.

Just like Miss Florecia, she didn’t want to marry Young Master Iro, but what could she do?

The exorbitant reward offered by the old Duke had made these older maids wonder if the miss had committed some unforgivable crime.

There were also some maids who prayed for the miss, hoping she would not get captured and brought back. But in the end, Miss Ressia couldn’t escape from the palms of the Duke.

"Miss Florecia is somewhat pitiable," the housemaid head said with a soft sigh.

She had no power to choose.

The moment she was born into the Moro Family, all her rights to choose were stripped away.

"What did you say?"

The little maid didn’t hear clearly.

"Nothing," the housemaid head shook her head.

Some things, you naturally come to understand with age; there’s no need to say more.

At that moment, a guard riding a dragon passed over the garden, shouting, "All maids and guards on duty, pay attention! Duke Kelly and his lady, as well as their offspring have arrived!"

·

Inside the Duke Moro’s Mansion.

Sixth-floor terrace.

Florecia held the teacup in her hand and delicately took a sip.

She could hear all the commotion outside.

A pained expression flashed across her face; although the tea was of the highest quality, it tasted as if she was savoring something bitter.

It had been over eight years now.

She felt that if this were to continue, she would go mad.

Why must it be me?

A bird who had experienced five years of freedom, only to be forcibly confined back to its cage, is the most hopeless thing.

Florecia had also tried to escape again.