Violet Blooming in Patronage

"P- please, drop me off, I'm sorry!"

Violet said with fear. Of course, Esselmond lightly ignored it, as he did when he rolled up her skirt. Uh, how could this happen, Daniel didn't do this either. Oh, my gosh, I was carried by a noble young master. It was such a terrified thing. Besides, it was the first time. It was the first time since she was carried by her father when she was young. She whimpered, even more frightened than when she had been beaten.

"I- I'm sorry. Please, I'll do everything right. How can I be carried by you, young master? Please get me off!"

His steps stopped when she begged. Esselmond said looking down at her in his arms. There was a look of dissatisfaction in his dark blue eyes. Violet was afraid that she might have offended the first young master.

"Is it strange for your brother to carry his sister?"

"......"

Violet couldn't say anything at that question. It was fair, but she couldn't accept the fact that she had really become his 'sister', and so did that scary young master. When she didn't say anything, he walked completely ignoring her opinion. Having lost her strength to resist any longer, Violet just wanted him to move quickly. His large hands gripped her small, skinny shoulders tightly, but as he went down the stairs and her body shook slightly, she unwittingly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. Still, she was so embarrassed by herself that when she tried to release her arm quickly, he grabbed her arm and dragged it as if to let it as it was. She felt an arm supporting her waist. Hugging his neck, Violet could hear him breathing right in her ears. Her face turned red and even her ears turned red. Over his shoulder, the chapel, where she was, was slowly moving away.

*

"Are you here?" (Butler)

"Get Finn, the exclusive maid of the Saintess. I will take the Saintess to her room."

The voice she heard was the coldest of his voices she had ever heard. Looking at the butler's face, she was very nervous. Violet couldn't see his face, but seeing the maid whispering and looking at the two, she could only guess that it wasn't normal.

The door opened and he sat her down on the table chair. And he sat across from her, staring intently at her bare white calves. Why do you keep looking at my legs? Violet couldn't hold her head in shame. Then, maybe he's trying to scold for seeing this stupid kid for the first time, or maybe he orders me to starve dinner or lashes me himself. As she was in serious trouble with bad thoughts, Finn and the butler rushed in.

"Does our father know about this?"

Esselmond said, looking at her legs without looking behind her. The gaze was strained. What's going on? When Violet lifted her face and looked at the butler and Finn, she realized that Finn's face had turned pale. Wh- What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Only then did she realized that the problem was not that she was 'scolded', but the wound on her leg calf itself. It was because everyone was looking at her calves with astonished eyes. She looked down at her own calf. It was just a common, beating calf. Is this so strange? Looking at her calf and looking around her with terrified eyes, Esselmond burst into smirk.

"Saintess, who the hell are you? Finn, aren't you the maid of honor, did you know this?"

Finn shook her head at those words.

"I did not know at all. Because the Saintess vehemently refused me to serve her clothes and bathe."

Finn trembled. Her pathetic appearance broke Violet's heart. Violet didn't want Finn to tremble like her mother. But Esselmond just looked at it indifferently.

"I- I'm sorry, Saintess."

Violet realized something was going wrong with Finn's words. Then someone came in through the gap in the open door. It was Aiden.

"Brother, what is this? what's going on? What's all this fuss about?"

Aiden seemed to have come to listen to the story as he wandered around leisurely. Then he looked at her leg. His face frowned.

"Oh, what is it, lowly commoner?! Where did you hit it!"

"Aiden, if you call the Saintess so rudely one more time, I will personally train you."

"Heup!"

He shut his mouth at the cold exclamation.

"You left her unattended even though you're her maid of honor. Besides, you didn't even know this was happening. There was no bath attendant, no clothes attendant."

"......"

"I am wondering whether to blame you for your negligence or your bystander."

"Y- young master!"

Finn was scared. Violet looked at him in surprise. She wanted to say something, but no words came out. First of all, she knew that the wound on her leg was the problem, and when the young master was angry, she knew that people were flustered. She thought she had never seen such a scary person. He was the calmest and most organized person she had ever seen, though he was so quiet that she didn't even know he was angry. There was something about that angry voice that moved everyone's heart. Everyone was looking at him nervously. Even Aiden stopped talking with his stiff face.

"It doesn't make sense for a servant to miss this. If you don't know, you deserve to be questioned for your qualities as a servant."

Violet's face turned pale at those words. She finally knew what he was going to do. There were rogue masters who ran wildly on the road saying they would kill or save, but there were also people who made them sweat with just a word like this.

"Oh no, young master, don't punish Finn!"

Violet limped her leg and walked over to him and shouted. Esselmond's blue eyes watched her walk with a cold gaze. It seemed to backfire. What should I do, something is wrong. She said with fear.

"F- Finn did nothing wrong. I just hid it, really. Please do not punish Finn!"

Her tone was about to kneel down. Violet looked at him pathetic. But his expression was as expressionless as ever. He looked at the little girl for a long time. She looked at that deep gaze without avoiding it. After a while, Esselmond said to the butler.

"Claheas, pay her three times the salary she's been working for. And severance pay."

He said so and got up. She trembled

"Y- young master!"

Violet got up and approached him. Oh, no. Finn's leaving. Finn is kind. It reminds me of my mother. What should I do? Should I ask the Marquis? What should I do? She gets kicked out.

"I am not your young master, but your brother."

Esselmond spoke in a low-sink voice. Violet didn't know what to do.

"And I have full authority over this mansion. You can't do anything."

Esselmond said so and stood up. Then he glanced at her and left, instructing the butler what to do in a small voice. Finn's sobbing was heard. What is this? Violet looked at Finn blankly. Finn, I'm really sorry, because of me. Finn turned her head as Violet took a step to approach her. Finn was looking at her with a strange face she saw for the first time, which wasn't a sadness but an anger. Finn glared at her with a terrifyingly venomous gaze. Violet was startled. It was the gaze that Violet was so accustomed to receiving. Contemptuous gaze. It was different from Finn's face she had known for a while. She was horrified. Don't tell me, no, it's probably because Finn is angry. The butler dragged Finn out. Finn stared at her all the way to the end. In the room, there was only her, sniffling, and Aiden, who was shocked by her. But he was so shocked as she began to cry out loud.

"H- hey, don't cry!"

Finn was kicked out of here because of her. Esselmond kicked her out. She didn't know what happened, but it was all her fault. Still, Violet was relieved to have Finn, but that first young master, the nobleman, took Finn away. He said she couldn't do anything. Aiden soothed her, but her tears never stopped.

"I really hate it, heuaaahh!"

"H- hey. Damn it, why is everyone going out? What do you want me to do? Oh, come on!"

Aiden screamed involuntarily. Now that he didn't know what to do, he sat down on the floor. It was right that she should cover her tears with her hands instead of crying so vulgarly, but nothing came to mind for Violet now. She was faithful to her feelings now, not knowing that it was the feared third young master next to her now.

"I hate it all, I hate it all!"

Aiden took a deep breath and stroked her back, as if he had made a big decision after his fidgeting until she stopped crying.

"I- I'll talk to our father, so don't cry, okay?"

"Uuh hu... really?"

Aiden nodded desperately as she looked up in tears. He nodded too quickly than necessary, but Violet and Aiden were equally desperate.

"Y- yeah, I'll just tell our father!"

Violet shed tears. It was the same as he said when she saw a boy pounding his chest and asked her to believe in him. He comforted her awkwardly but friendly way.

But the miracle didn't happen. Finn disappeared from the mansion the next day, and it was a strange maid who opened the morning. A strange maid woke her up tenderly.

"My young lady, wake up."

Violet could not have imagined that she was actually called by the title of 'lady'. The maid was about her sister's age and was three or four years older than her, with black hair different from Finn's. Tears welled up in Violet's eyes as she looked at her.

"What about Finn?"

The maid frowned at the words and shook her head.

"The Marquis was also very angry, and that woman probably won't be able to come back. She left this morning."

The word 'that woman' somehow seemed to contain a negative nuance, but tears welled up in her eyes.

"Oh, my young lady. I'm sure you'll like me."

"......"

Saying so, the maid gently stroked Violet's hair.

"My name is Anne."

"Yes."

"Uh-huh, my young lady. Does the young lady think it makes sense to use honorifics to the maid?"

"But you're older than me."

Anne smiled at Violet's words. It was a smile with affection that made her die of cuteness, but Violet was sullen without noticing it. She missed Finn.

"Really? Are you that uncomfortable?"

Violet nodded and Anne said.

"Then how about this? I want to be friends with the young lady, but doesn't the young lady want to be friends with me?"

At those words, her sky-clearing eyes looked up at Anne. Anne smiled kindly.

"Let's get along. My sweet young lady. We could be good friends."

Violet nodded at the words. She was still anxious and afraid. Anne's warm words didn't reassure her, but it still touched her heart.