Disguised as a Male Servant in the Duke's House (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
Unlike being forcibly dragged into the carriage by servants, her treatment upon arriving at the ducal residence was unexpectedly courteous.
This was evident simply from Alejandro kindly taking over to give her a tour of the ducal residence in place of Klaus, who had vanished somewhere inside without even a word of greeting.
“Ah, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Jeffrey Humphrey, head butler of Valtezar Ducal Residence. And this is Mr. Antonio de Hessink, who has just become a new member of the household. He will be serving here alongside the staff for the time being.”
A gray-haired man wearing a monocle examined Rozelia with a stern expression, as if appraising an object. Anticipating frequent encounters with him for at least the next year, Rozelia forced an awkward smile and offered a poorly timed joke.
“They sound just like twin names—Jeffrey and Humphrey! Ha ha!”
“…….”
The effect was disastrous.
Jeffrey, now colder than their first impression, and Alejandro, wearing an extremely uncomfortable expression, both stared fixedly at her.
“Hem! Ahem… You must be exhausted from the long journey in such haste. Jeffrey, please prepare a room for Antonio.”
At Alejandro’s words, Jeffrey bowed politely and subtly raised a hand toward a servant standing behind him. The servant immediately approached with equal formality and bowed.
“Denver, please escort the new servant to his room.”
“Shall I assign him to a shared room, as with the other servants—two to a room?”
“That would be best. I believe Roy has been occupying a room alone; it would be good for him to share with the newcomer.”
A cold sweat instantly ran down Rozelia’s spine.
Servants were undoubtedly male—was she really expected to share a room with a man?
Yet, having entered as a servant, she couldn’t very well demand a private room on a whim.
While Rozelia stood flustered, sweating profusely from embarrassment, an unexpected savior, Alejandro, stepped forward in front of Jeffrey.
“Ah, I nearly forgot to mention—Antonio is a rather exceptional servant. Though technically part of the household staff, he is also the Duke’s business partner. Therefore, please assign him a room close to the Duke’s study—preferably one equipped for joint work.”
At Alejandro’s detailed explanation, Jeffrey cast a skeptical glance toward Rozelia, his expression clearly conveying that her frail, unimpressive appearance inspired little trust.
Since she would have to get along with Jeffrey while staying in this mansion, Rozelia offered him a hesitant smile. Pretending not to notice her smile, Jeffrey bowed his head and replied to Alejandro’s request.
“Understood. I’ll show him to the room at the end of the second floor, adjacent to the Duke’s study.”
Only then did Rozelia silently heave a sigh of relief.
Though the room’s proximity to the Duke’s study was concerning, at least she wouldn’t have to share a room with a strange man—that alone was a blessing.
Moreover, judging by its location, the room seemed more like a guest chamber than a typical servant’s quarters.
Since being seen undressing or changing clothes by other servants would be disastrous, this arrangement was a stroke of luck—though the Duke had likely ordered it simply to exploit her more efficiently.
“Follow me.”
The servant named Denver led the way ahead, his displeasure evident.
Rozelia gave a quick bow to both Jeffrey and Alejandro and hurriedly followed Denver. Behind her, she heard Alejandro’s voice quickly calling out.
“I’ll bring you the 20 verang later when I visit your room!”
Rozelia glanced back briefly at Alejandro in acknowledgment before swiftly chasing after the servant.
He walked so quickly that Rozelia, with her short legs, had to nearly jog to keep up.
Just as she was inwardly cursing him for clearly doing this on purpose, something suddenly darted out from the corridor near the staircase, causing Rozelia to tumble forward, hugging something unexpectedly soft.
“Miss Clojet!”
Startled by Denver’s exclamation, Rozelia looked down in confusion at the fluffy, sky-blue cloud-like thing nestled in her arms.
A sky-blue cloud? Clouds couldn’t possibly float around inside a ducal residence…
“How long do you plan to keep hugging me?”
The cloud was… speaking?!
Flustered, Rozelia realized she’d been embracing something soft and hastily released her arms.
The sky-blue cloud—no, a girl with abundant wavy blue-silver hair—rose calmly and looked down at her with an aloof expression. She appeared to be around fourteen or fifteen, likely not yet having made her debutante debut.
“A servant I’ve never seen before…”
Rozelia, irritated by the girl’s appraising stare as if examining an object, asked curtly,
“Who are you?”
At Rozelia’s blunt question, the cloud-like girl looked utterly incredulous, as if hearing something unimaginable.
“You don’t know me? While living in this ducal residence?”
“Oh dear, Miss Clojet, I’m terribly sorry. This new servant is rather foolish and made a mistake.”
Seeing Denver address the girl as “Miss,” Rozelia instantly recognized her as a noble daughter of the ducal family.
Mistake? If Rozelia hadn’t caught her, this so-called noble daughter would have fallen gracelessly onto the floor.
Knowing any excuse would sound hollow, Rozelia quickly composed herself and bowed respectfully toward the noble girl.
“I apologize for not recognizing you, my lady. I am Antonio de Hessink, and I’ll be serving in the ducal residence from today.”
“De Hessink…? Are you a noble?”
“…It would be more accurate to say I once was. Now, I’m merely a servant in this household.”
“Hmm…”
The noble girl’s sapphire eyes roamed over Rozelia’s entire figure as if she’d just discovered a curious toy. Then, her gaze settled on Rozelia’s face, and her eyes curved prettily with evident interest.
“You’re quite pretty. I like pretty things.”
Unsure whether the girl had noticed something and was probing her, or if the comment was merely an innocent compliment, Rozelia stiffened involuntarily.
“Is that so…?”
Unable to meet the noble girl’s steady gaze into her emerald-green eyes, Rozelia forced a smile and looked away.
Just then, a commotion erupted from the direction of the stairs.
“Miss Clojet! Goodness gracious! Running off again?! Honestly, this nursemaid will die of frustration before her time!”
As if she’d been waiting for the nursemaid to arrive, Clojet turned confidently toward her and placed her hands on her hips. Caught awkwardly standing beside her, Rozelia shot Denver an exasperated glance as Clojet declared boldly,
“Starting today, Antonio will be my ‘Il Domestico.’”
“Eh…?”
The response came simultaneously from both the nursemaid and Rozelia.
The flustered nursemaid stared at Rozelia as if demanding an explanation, and Rozelia could only shrug helplessly with an aggrieved expression.
“Il Domestico” was a term trending among high-society ladies, referring to an exceptionally handsome male servant. Depending on the Il Domestico’s looks and abilities, their mistress could gain admiration or influence within social circles.
In truth, it was common practice in current society to use an Il Domestico’s charms to extract confidential information from targeted noble families.
“I’ll be taking Antonio to tomorrow’s ‘Gathering of the Green Ladies,’ so make a note of it.”
After delivering her declaration, Clojet swiftly slipped out of the ducal residence, leaving Rozelia a beat behind as she finally managed to stammer,
“Eh…??”
With Clojet gone, everyone else—who had stood frozen in place—snapped back to their senses at the sound of Rozelia’s voice.
“Miss Clojet!! If you’re attending tomorrow’s gathering, you must receive your grooming session first!!”
Only after the nursemaid sprinted out of the mansion in pursuit of Clojet could Denver and Rozelia finally resume walking, both still dazed.
“Your luck is disgustingly good—caught the noble daughter’s eye on your very first day.”
At Denver’s increasingly hostile tone, Rozelia deliberately ignored him and pressed on.
Who on earth wanted to be an Il Domestico? True, the treatment was better than that of an ordinary servant, but she wasn’t even a real male servant—and she had the pressing matter of repaying three thousand verang.
As her situation spiraled further away from her original plan, Rozelia let out a deep, heavy sigh.
[This is the timeline separator]Rozelia had been waiting for Alejandro, who’d promised to visit her room, but when he still hadn’t arrived by sunset, she gave up waiting and prepared for bed.
After securely locking the door, she first removed her shirt and unwrapped the tight cloth binding her chest.
“Ah… I can breathe again.”
An indescribable sense of relief washed over her.
Her chest wasn’t particularly large, yet not small either—just moderately rounded—and it bounced slightly as if protesting its confinement.
It was only because she hadn’t been well-fed or cared for properly that her chest wasn’t even larger; had she enjoyed a comfortable upbringing, it surely would have grown more.
In a way, that was fortunate. Already feeling suffocated as it was, imagining an even larger size made her head spin.
Worried someone might accidentally see her, Rozelia hurriedly slipped into the attached bathroom and finished her shower quickly.
As she toweled off her short black hair—darker and more vivid with dampness—she hesitated for a moment.
Should she bind her chest again? She was just going to sleep, after all. Surely no one would visit now?
Alejandro had said he’d come, but…
Glancing briefly out the window, Rozelia shook her head and flopped onto the bed. The sun had long set, and even dinner time had passed.
She’d skipped dinner too, uncomfortable at the thought of dining with a group of strange men, leaving her utterly drained.
Convinced that even Alejandro would consider visiting someone’s room at this hour impolite, she let her guard down completely.
Just then—
Knock knock—
She wondered if she’d misheard, but when the knock came again, firmer this time, Rozelia jolted upright as if struck by lightning.
Could he really be here at this hour??
In a panic, she tried to wrap the binding cloth around her chest, but her flustered hands fumbled, and it refused to stay in place. When the knocking grew louder and more insistent, Rozelia gave up, tossed the cloth aside, and frantically pulled on her trousers.
“H-hold on a moment!”
She yanked up her pants, fastened her shirt all the way to the top, and checked herself in the mirror.
Outwardly, she didn’t look much different from before—but a discerning eye would surely notice the telltale curves of her chest. Worse, without undergarments, her erect nipples proudly announced their presence, glaringly obvious and deeply embarrassing. Rozelia felt like crying.
Knock knock knock!
“I’m coming out right away!”
At the impatient-sounding knocks, Rozelia had no choice but to scramble to the door and unlock it.
Standing before her was not Alejandro, but Duke Valtezar himself.
“Eh…? Why is the Duke here…?”
While Rozelia stammered in confusion, Klaus frowned slightly and slowly scanned her disheveled appearance.
“Why are you hugging such a large vase?”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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