"What was all that about?" Yvonne muttered as she sat before the large silver mirror in her bedroom.

The nanny who stood behind her glanced at the reflection in the mirror and then tilted her head as she did not comprehend what her little miss was speaking about.

Yvonne did not bother answering her nanny as she recalled what had happened before she returned to her room.

When she had inquired about the Marquess' etcher, the man had frozen for a few seconds.

Soon after the Marquess had excused himself and left the estate in a hurry, not minding that he had just left his student in the field behind the mansion with the huge etcher.

Now that she was recollecting what had taken place, Yvonne sighed and then shook her head in dismay.

'Maybe he had a panic attack after seeing my Demon and needed to use the washroom.' She surmised and then glanced at her reflection.

She had just been given a bath by Mrs. Jacinth and was now enjoying the soft caresses of the maid as she wiped the child's damp hair.

Tomorrow would be the first day of her weekend and none of her classes would take place with the exception of the class with Captain Desmo.

'No weekend holidays for training.' She repeated the words that he had said before leaving.

As she only had one month to prove to Howard that she was serious about her demand for learning these new skills, she had no objection to his instructions.

He had also promised to teach her close-range combat if she could pass the test that Howard would give her at the end of the month.

'I already wasted two days laying in bed so this is a great opportunity to catch up!' She cheered for herself and then pumped her fists in the air.

The old maid was once again confused as to what it was that her young miss needed that she was waving her clenched fists in the air.

Though the old lady did not wish to disturb her Miss, there was something that she needed to say to her.

"Young Miss, about the Madam's personal maid…" Mrs. Jacinth muttered while braiding the hair that had been wiped until they were completely dry.

Yvonne glanced at the woman in the mirror and gave her a nod as though she was permitting her to speak further.

'I had asked her to give me any information she received about the weird attitude between mother and that other maid.' She recalled the instructions that she had given a few days ago.

Even when Mrs. Jacinth had gained the entire information about the incident that had caused the Mistress to be cold to her maid, she did not dare disturb her.

This was thanks to the strict watch that Rutherford kept over his daughter in order to let her rest well and recover completely before her next class with the new trainer.

Now that the class had ended, the nanny felt that this was the perfect time to inform her Miss about everything that she had heard from the younger maids.

"Miss, the Madam has sent her personal maid to the Lower Hall." She began her narration of the entire incident that she had been made aware of from the others.

'Haven't I heard that name somewhere before?' Yvonne rubbed her chin as she tried to stress her mind to figure out where she had heard this place.

While her ears were paying attention to what was being said, her mind was trying to find that memory from the recesses in her brain.

"The Madam then asked her to spend two weeks in that place to receive her punishment." Mrs. Jacinth concluded her words and then looked at her Miss to gauge what she felt after hearing these words.

The maid had not spared a single detail and had blurted out everything that she had knowledge about after those maids had come to her to keep her updated on the events taking place in the mansion.

'I remember!' The child's eyes glittered with excitement when she finally managed to recall where and when she had heard that name.

The incident with Damien in the apple pie store and how Paula had lied to defend herself had come to her mind.

'Mother had sent Paula to the Lower Hall at that time as well!' She nodded as this memory appeared in her mind.

However, she still did not know what kind of a place this 'Lower Hall' was and why was Paula being sent there so often.

'Who better to ask than my resourceful nanny?' She chuckled as she looked up.

Mrs. Jacinth was ready to answer any questions that she might have as the matter that had been revealed to her would confuse any child of her again.

But the old maid was soon to be disappointed as Yvonne had asked her about what she had least expected.

"What is the Lower Hall, Nanny?" The little girl tilted her head to the side while tapping a finger on her chin as she posed this question before the maid.

Mrs. Jacinth had been hoping and partially dreading that she would have to answer questions about the birth control soup and why did Paula give that to her mother.

Though reality was miles away from what she had expected it to be.

Neither was Yvonne curious about the soup nor was she bothered why her mother had refused to drink it and punished the maid for preparing it.

"Nanny? What is it? Did Vonna ask the wrong question?" The child's soft mutters entered her ears causing her to be dragged out of her thoughts.

The confusion and doubt on the chubby face made the old lady shake her head immediately to reject the thought that the little girl seemed to have after noticing her silence.

"Miss has not asked any wrong question. This maid shall explain everything." Mrs. Jacinth declared as she thumped her chest as though she was making a promise to her little miss.

'She looked like a soldier pledging allegiance for a second there.' Yvonne associated those actions of the maid to that of a knight standing before his king.

She let out a chuckle when she noticed these actions of the maid as she found them to be extremely amusing.

As for why she had not asked about the birth control soup, she was an adult in her previous life and she knew why one would require the need to consume such medication.

'Just the thought that they would need that medication makes me want to puke!' She shook her head to sweep away that horrid mental image from her mind.

The nausea she felt was enough for her to stay miles away from ever questioning about that matter.

Unknown to the thoughts that she had just thrown out of her mind, the maid began to explain what the purpose of the Lower Hall in the St. Claire Estate was.

The more Yvonne heard about the kind of place this Lower Hall was, the more her desire to visit it intensified.

'This place sounds like a dungeon one would see in those historical movies! Also those pervy movies.' She giggled when she recalled a weird movie which made her blush to no end.

The maid was baffled when she heard the cute giggle which did not match the description of the terrifying place that she was giving at this moment.

'Did I not explain it properly?' She began doubting her communication skills as she would never doubt her Miss' comprehension skills.

Yvonne could notice the troubled look on her nanny's face which made her sigh in response.

"I have understood everything, Mrs. Jacinth." She announced to give her peace of mind but those words did not have any effect on the maid who continued to fret whether she had failed to do her job.

"The Lower Hall is the place of punishment for the servants in this mansion." She summarized what she had heard just a few moments ago.

Mrs. Jacinth gave an immediate nod as this was exactly what she had tried to explain and was satisfied that she had managed to help her Miss in some way with her measly skills.

"Can I see the Lower Hall?" Yvonne's next question made the maid almost slip and fall to the floor.

Of course, no one could enter and leave the Lower Hall as they pleased as this was a place forbidden for anyone to enter without the orders of the Master and Mistress of the estate.

Not only was that the main issue, but the biggest problem was also the secrecy of the location of this place of punishment.

"I wouldn't be able to give you that information even if I wanted to, Young Miss." She expressed her regret by bowing her head low.

Yvonne could not grasp the meaning hidden behind those words as she pouted in her attempt to get the maid to soften up to her adorable appearances.

No matter how much Mrs. Jacinth wished to answer her Miss, she just had to disappoint her in the end with a shake of the head.

"I cannot help the Miss as I have no clue about the location of the Lower Hall. No servant has ever seen the route to this place." She mumbled and averted her eyes from those lips which were jutting out in pleading.

'A mysterious location that no one knows about? This is only piquing my interest further!' Yvonne smirked as her finger twirled a strand of her long violet hair.

Thus began her quest to find this super-secret dungeon that was located somewhere on the estate grounds.