Shortly after the delayed dinner ended, Euphemia Walton gave her own explanation for not attending the family's group dinner on time tonight, as requested by her mother. That's how she explained it to her mother.

"Mom, I think Isabel Walton is kind and welcoming, and she can think of me and Alver. No, no, no, I mean maybe she could think of anyone, like Mafkart's son. ”

"Actually, in her capacity as a knight's squire, she had every reason to refrain from other work in the stables. Although I don't know why she did this for Mafkart's son. ”

Saying this, Euphemia tilted her head to the left to look at Sir Augustus and said, "Father, while I was talking warmly with your knightly squire, Mr. Harder said something to Carter's son. Later, all I know is that Carter's son happily left your stable. Why did he leave your stable? Why would Mr. Harder let your knightly squire do the rest of the work in the stables? ”

Sir looked at his little daughter and said kindly, "Well, I know about it. Because Isabel offered to take on my groom work, I allowed little Jule of the Carter family to return home for the time being so that he could take care of his father, who was unable to work due to illness. ”

After figuring out what happened, Euphemia admired Isabel even more in her heart. Antonia said to her youngest daughter, "Effie, this incident alone does not justify your delay in dinner, so you can go on." ”

Euphemia smiled and said, "Yes, Mom. As you know, I'm at an age where I get most of my knowledge from books, so I probably don't see one thing or another person as deeply as you and your dad. ”

"Well, Effie, humility is as it should be. It's good that you know that. ”

"Mom, I did think of Isabel for Rosa when I first saw her. But in my later conversation with her, I felt that she didn't treat me like a child, and we even talked about Rosa's funeral. ”

"Well, you mean to say she treats you like a mature woman."

"Let's just say that. Just for this, she is different from Rosa. Mom, you know, Rosa and Nestor always treat me and Elder like little children. ”

By this time, Jazz had already understood what his little daughter was saying, and said with a smile, "Alright, Effie, you go back to your room and rest." ”

Euphemia blinked, recalled, "Dad, I remember Isabel telling me that you were going to let her finish her work before dinner?" ”

"Yes, that's the minimum I want from her."

"But, Father, Isabel is not only to do the work of feeding Elijah and Isaiah, but she is also to take on the work of your groom. During this time, she can't eat a little food?? ”

"Effie, she is my knight's squire, if she can't bear this hard work, she won't be able to do the work of a squire in the future."

"Dad, I remember that your previous attendants were all boys, why did you let a girl serve as this time?"

As for the real reason why Isabel became his knight's squire, Sir does not want his family to know about it yet. Faced with his youngest daughter's questioning, he thought about it and said, "This is the arrangement of His Royal Highness the Duke, and I, as the captain of His Royal Highness's guard, must accept this order." ”

Euphemia knew that no further questioning would lead to anything. Thinking about the little girl's thoughts alone, she stood up, saluted her parents one by one, and left the restaurant a little sullenly.

"If I had known this would be the case, I shouldn't have eaten so much food."

"I've got to figure out a way to bring some food to my sister."

"But I can't go against my father's wishes, what should I do?"

When the youngest daughter of the Sir family was thinking about her thoughts and walking towards her room, Antonia asked Sir, "It turns out that His Highness made an arrangement to make Isabel your knight's squire?!" ”

Augustine nodded, poured himself some more wine, and said, "Yes, His Highness may have his own reasons for doing this. Nor is it contrary to the "honesty" of the knightly virtue to give such an explanation to his wife.

Antonia pondered and said, "Your Highness's own reasons, what does this mean?" He wants this girl to be his mistress? If His Highness really likes her, he can let her live in Nottingham Castle. ”

"Living in Nottingham Castle? With what identity? Maid or governess? ”

"Austin, I don't understand what you mean."

"Madame, I would like to say that Isabel is not a lady of a noble family, nor is she a subject of His Majesty the King of England. So, she couldn't stay at Nottingham Castle. ”

"My God, where does she come from? Is it the Kingdom of Scotland to the north of us? ”

"No, she told Her Highness that she is from the Principality of Andorra on the European continent."

Antonia seemed to be more alien and ignorant of the countries of the European continent, and asked curiously: "The Principality of Andorra?" Is it the domain of some aristocracy in Europe? ”

Sir shook his head, drank some wine, and said, "I don't know. As for the Principality of Andorra, I still need to find His Highness Mr. Grant to ask about it. ”

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At this time, Isabel can be said to have no hunger. Not only that, but when she finally cleaned the stables, she thought she was working part-time at the Wildcart Ranch during the summer.

He put down his tools, picked up his jacket, and rolled up the sleeves of his hoodie and walked out of the stable. Isabel relaxed her body and stretched out as she looked up at the starry sky.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the diving watch on her right wrist. Lowering his arm, his expression looked very solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart: "Friend, now only you can prove that I am a citizen of the United States in the 21st century." And, of course, the all-powerful folding knife. ”

"No, you can't let anyone find out about these two things."

"Looks like we've got to find a place to hide these two things."

As she pondered, Bruce, the butler, followed unhurriedly a servant carrying an oil lamp toward the stables. Isabel didn't have time to take off her watch, so she hurriedly stood in front of the stable with her arms behind her back.

The servant stood in front of the left with an oil lamp to light the butler, and Bruce stood in front of her with his left arm behind his back. Isabel smiled lightly and said to the butler, "Hello, Mr. Harder. I'm curious, how do you know I've done my job? ”

Bruce's expression never changed, and he looked at her and said, "Squire, there have been several knightly squires who have come to work in the stables before you, so every job here is familiar to me. ”