"Miss, what's wrong?" The maidservant looked at Hewinia's slightly unnatural expression and became worried again, "Your complexion doesn't look very good."
"Um... I guess I didn't sleep well last night," Hewinia said feigning calmness, "It's probably because I haven't slept in my own bed at home for a long time, I'm slightly unaccustomed,"
"Is that so? Would you like me to replace your bedding with something softer tonight?"
Hewinia almost said no out of reflex, since it was just an excuse she had found, but she quickly realized that the real Hewinia wouldn't say that, so she nodded slightly, her voice growing a bit colder, "This is something you should have resolved last night, isn't it?"
The maidservant's face turned pale, then she apologized repeatedly.
Hewinia scoffed and quickened her pace, stepping in front of the maidservant so that she could no longer clearly see her expression.
