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Raphael rolled his eyes at the question, for a number of reasons, the most prominent of which being that he never really liked having servants. At least not in the sense that he looked down on them like many Orlesian nobles. They’d had servants of course in Val Colline, but after his step father’s demise, they were paid well and treated like family.

Then of course there was the fact that this was Lucien Beauvais’s wedding, and not only did he treat his servants with as much kindness and respect that he would treat a member of his own family, they went through rather extensive background checks. After what happened to Lucien’s family because of the LaRues, he was extra cautious with anyone he didn’t know.

First of all, I haven’t had a butler since we fled Val Colline during the blight, and to be honest I’m not sure I want one. I’m not even sure I want to be baron now that my mother has decided she wants nothing to do with being the Baroness. He paused as they neared the kitchens, and then continued. Secondly, this is Lucien’s wedding. Any servant he’s handpicked must mean they’re trustworthy, as he treats all his servants with respect and gratitude.

Of course, Raphael wasn’t factoring in that other families could have spies planted among the staff. Lucien was thorough, but his system wasn’t perfect, only mostly reliable. As far as that went, well, Raphael just went with the hope that why would anyone hurt a sweet innocent little dog.