How to Divorce a Obsessive Emperor Safely (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 30

The maids were given the punishment of reading all ten volumes of the etiquette manuals.

The reason there were as many as ten volumes was that etiquette had changed in countless small ways throughout the Empire’s long history—but that was none of Lasilia’s concern.

Just like Marchioness Pashad, they were banned from entering the palace until they finished their reading. With eight maids and their servants withdrawing like the receding tide, the Empress’s quarters were unusually quiet for once.

“I really don’t know if this is alright.”

After gulping down a mouthful of cold tea, Ivet finally spoke.

The tea had gone cold because Ivet kept shaking too much to hold her teacup.

Having tea alone with the Empress was a privilege reserved solely for the First Maid—and even that rarely happened.

Ivet had repeatedly picked up the teacup only to make a pained face, as if she might drop it at any moment; she only managed to stop her trembling after the tea had completely cooled. Her expression right before drinking looked almost solemn.

In any case, once she tasted it, tea was still just tea.

Of course, the paper-thin teacup was exorbitantly expensive, and even cold, the tea was smooth, fragrant, and utterly free of bitterness—almost dreamlike—but still, it was just tea. You simply drank it.

“While the maids are away, do you think I can truly fill their place well? I feel like I could do it, but it also seems terribly arrogant of me… Oh dear, I really don’t know.”

“Pip!”

Pipi, perched on Lasilia’s palm and eating the candied cherry from atop the cake, let out a sharp squawk.

“Pipi says not to worry—you’ll do just fine.”

In truth, Pipi’s original phrasing had been a bit rougher, but Lasilia softened it appropriately before relaying it.

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