"Father," Primrose said softly. "Will you have some free time after the auction?"
Lazarus raised an eyebrow, his expression curious. "What's wrong? Do you want to talk about something?"
Primrose glanced toward Hazelle, who stood quietly among the maids. Since Hazelle wasn't a beast, the maids in the Duke's manor didn't feel wary around her. It made it easier for her to blend in, unlike Marielle or the other beast maids.
"Yes," Primrose said with a gentle smile. "I want to introduce you to someone."
Hazelle froze when she heard that, her eyes widening slightly.
[Does Her Majesty really plan to introduce me to His Grace?] she thought nervously. [Is that even alright? It feels strange to suddenly be treated like a noble.]
Primrose understood her worry. It wasn't easy to suddenly step into the noble circle, but Hazelle didn't actually need to become part of the Duke's family if she didn't want to mingle with other nobles.
