Chapter 99
As suspected, Lizzy had been the culprit. However, no one on the estate would tell me what had happened to her. I also didn't fail to notice in the following weeks after I'd left my sick bed, that the attitude of the others had changed around me. Maids who had previously avoided talking to me or even glared at me went out of their way to be kind. Those who had been already kind became downright over-friendly to the point of discomfort. Knights and menservants who had made passes at me or even looked my way became polite to the point they'd always maintain a five foot distance from me when speaking.
The only worker on the estate who hadn't changed was Dr. Mustache. But, then, that wasn't surprising. He took life and all its wonders like a bowl of luke-warm soup.