Emerging from an hour-long bathroom visit with Mia, Jett realized he hadn't yet given any thought to his second maid. Only after he left the bathroom and put on a casual shirt and pants did he realize he needed to consider it more thoroughly.
"Would you like to see the mansion's garments first, Master Jett?" Mia asked, tilting her head coquettishly while still in her birthday suit.
"I'll stick with what I'm comfortable in for now," Jett replied casually.
"Understood," she replied with a graceful bow.
No sooner had Jett started considering his second maid than he found himself in the corridor leading to his bedroom, where portraits of his maids hung on both sides like his greatest treasures.
Those maids truly are my greatest treasures.
As he panned across the portraits, Jett reflected that he had chosen his first maid based on what he found most attractive. Spending time with Mia had opened a window to new pleasures, and he realized his tastes ran deeper than he'd imagined.
Should I choose a maid whose appearance contrasts with Mia's?
He couldn't shake the thought—not just because having two contrasting beauties at his side would be intriguing, but because he was curious what someone completely different would evoke in him.
Behind him, Mia stood at attention, her hands folded neatly at the hem of her skirt as she observed his every move. When he paused before one portrait, she furtively glanced at the face in the painting and closed her eyes.
Her? Such a simplistic choice, Master Jett.
Heart pounding with anticipation, Jett made his choice and willed the maid within the painting to awaken. Instantly, sapphire light enveloped the portrait and expanded into an ethereal door through which a Latina woman with long white hair emerged.
Where Mia's grace was regal, this woman's was feline and villainous, her hips finely outlined by a short skirt. She had half-lidded aqua eyes that shone like moons, a sharp jawline, straight lips, and peculiar white horse ears crowning her head. As she stood just inches from Jett, she dropped to one knee, bowing her head low.
"Ever at your service, Master," she said.
Jett now understood why his maids swore unwavering loyalty to him. He had changed as well. With newfound confidence, he smiled at the second member of his household.
"Stand up," he said. "I'm Jett Talon, Warden and Master of the Warden Mansion. I will do everything to uphold this role, this mansion, and all of you, and I will reward your service generously."
She nodded. "All clear, Master."
"My deepest congratulations on awakening the second maid on your first day as Warden, Master Jett," Mia said with genuine warmth.
Upon hearing Mia emphasize his name, Noctlisa's half-lidded eyes opened wider. Being allowed to say "Master Jett" was a rare honor among maids—by worldly custom, all maids may only address their lord by title, and only those particularly close and valued may add his name.
"Can I call you Master Jett too?" she asked.
For a moment, Jett felt what seemed like a demon's glare pass through the second maid. She glared past him for a heartbeat, proving it wasn't his imagination. Mia's reaction was subtle—she simply smiled sweetly behind him.
I can sense your feelings, Mia. Is it because I branded you? I thought it was only symbolic. But it makes sense—her asking to call me Master Jett was an affectionate moment between us. I can't let another maid match Mia's status just because she did. Cutting corners is not an option.
"You haven't even introduced yourself yet," Jett said.
She dropped to one knee. "I am Noctlisa, the only daughter of First General Nocturne of the Dullahan Shadow Army."
"Noctlisa is such a unique and beautiful name. I welcome you again to my household, and I promise to visit your father in the future to thank him for entrusting me with his daughter," Jett said.
I think that's how it goes. Behind all facades, there are politics. I also want to travel the world, so meeting her father is only a matter of time.
She asked with crude surprise, "Eh, really?"
Jett tilted his head. "Yes?"
"Thank you!" Noctlisa exclaimed, her voice triumphant as though she had completed her final duty as the General's daughter.
It was the truth—she had done just that.
At the same time, Jett received a new quest.
[Refine Noctlisa's mana by extracting her mana after filling her womb and branding her as your maid.]
[Reward: An adequate reward will be handed out by the Warden Mansion's Storage.]
Jett grinned over his shoulder with playful confidence. "I'm taking Noctlisa to my bedroom. You're free until we're done."
"Understood, Master Jett," Mia replied with a deep bow, her gaze briefly flicking to her own chest as though confident of its superiority.
Jett's gaze lingered on Mia's cleavage before he forcibly tore his eyes away, then turned and strode toward his bedroom with Noctlisa silently trailing behind him. Once the chamber doors closed, Mia sighed.
Master Jett's surging confidence is a sight to behold. But he never said my name is beautiful and unique… is it not? She wondered as she made her way back to her room.
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