Count Castel Mansion, Meditation Room.
Dressed in a brand-new maid outfit, Agnes fidgeted uncomfortably with the lace on the hem of her skirt.
Despite her cute face, her expression was stiff and wooden at the moment, making one wonder if she might suddenly leap up, rip off the black and white headpiece bearing the Castel coat of arms, and stomp on it furiously.
Likewise dressed in the Castel Standard Knight Uniform, the middle-aged knight Rahael, still stubbornly sporting the Willert's coat of arms on his chest, watched his young mistress and hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter, Rahael? Do you have something to say?"
Agnes glanced at him.
The middle-aged knight scratched his head:
"No, nothing in particular, it's just... having just emphatically refused Count Castel's invitation, I thought you truly intended to continue your opposition against her, but I didn't expect... well, that you would change your mind so quickly."
Agnes: …
