115: The ambush - part 2

The head maid's hand felt cold in Natasha's grip. The grip made Natasha afraid for some unknown reason but she did not know why she felt such fear.

Was it because Natasha was trying to keep a big secret from the head maid? She had never really lied to someone like this.

"What is wrong, princess? Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

The head maid's voice was sweet and innocent. The gentle expression on her face was a forced facade Natasha was used to by now.

Even today, it showed nothing but the face of a kind and gentle person who had taken care of the princess.

"No. Nothing is wrong. I just feel tired today so I'll retreat to my room now."

There was a flash of disappointment in her head maid's brown eyes. Natasha had a feeling she should not have said those words.

And yet, the sound coming out of the head maid's mouth was kindle and gentle.

"I suppose it is quite late. You should go back to your room and rest now."