Mrs. Veltaur sat the clothes down on the bed neatly. She rubbed Koul's hair gently, and smiled warmly.
"You should wash up first, then dress up and come down for breakfast."
"Yes," Koul smiled back.
He watched her leave quietly with tired eyes.
After some moments, servants brought in heated water and poured it into the tub that had been brought into Koul's room.
"Young master, please come wash."
Koul rose from the bed, undressed and went into the bath. As the maids helped wash his body, he noticed how unsettled their faces were.
They seemed grumpy like they weren't up for it.
I guess they've still not properly welcomed me.
He sighed softly, then with a dismissive gesture, Koul waved them away.
"Leave it, I'll do it myself."
The maids exchanged an awkward look. They wanted to protest but Koul didn't even spare them a single glance.
He simply dismissed them so casually with finality.
