75 The Lovely Stephanie

Currently, Joelson was absolutely confident that even if her identity as an elf was exposed, he would be able to protect her from any harm.

Leas' heart pounded rapidly, filled with surprise and anticipation.

Putting aside her identity as an elf, she was only a 16 or 17-year-old girl in human terms.

Beautiful clothes, fragrant perfume, and sparkling pearls and gemstones.

Although Leas didn't care about the things that the other noble maids had flaunted to her, she still felt a trace of envy in her heart.

She had also fantasized that if Joelson treated her the same as the other noble young masters, would it be better.

No, it was impossible!

Leas shook her head and denied this thought in her heart.

Other nobles would not treat a maid as... a relative.

A relative? Was that what it was called?

Leas stole a glance at Joelson and suddenly felt that being by Joelson's side like this was a very satisfying thing.