"L-Lady Anastasia…!?"
The mistress's sudden bow startled both of her female aides. They'd never expected Anastasia to lower her head in remorse—especially not to her own servants…!
"M-my lady, please raise your head…!" Martha blurted out, visibly flustered. "You didn't do anything wrong! Even I don't know much about this farming stuff!"
"I-Indeed! What Miss Martha said, my lady!" Bella added hastily, nodding along. "Y-y-you only suggested planting the seeds right away without knowing! I-I mean… even I almost forgot about it myself—!"
Even so, Anastasia didn't lift her head. Her stubborn silence hung heavy in the air, leaving the two maids exchanging uneasy glances. It was clear their words weren't enough to shake her guilt.
So… they turned to the only person who might be able to—
Sebas.
