Ignored in this route

(Author note. I did originally plan to do something with the little sister, but my word count and time for this are getting low. So I am skipping it. Anyone who wants to explore that. I made this fork basically for you)

“Nothing for now. She has been quiet, I see no reason to disturb her. I love her as a sister yes, but I trust Lydia to the task of her future,” I said.

A few days passed. Lena was rather tired, she was cleaning a lot, and in her tiredness one night, she was a bit rude to me. So she lost sleeping privilages again. I suspected it would be the last time though. She was so miserable the next day that her resistance was essentially gone. A few orgasms in the shower and she slept like a baby.

After that she got in with Samantha. Samantha provided the last little bit I needed, as she was a bit moe rude and disrepectful to the staff, the contrast of owners was enough to finally break Lena to serving me with no longer even a desire to escape. Good.

Lena, and Helina had both learned more cleaning tips from me. And a few cooking tips as well, but beyond that, I spent most of my free time in the potion room I had made. The rest of the supplies had arrived. Mixing was tricky but practice was helpful and as I got some simple recipes down, I trusted myself with the more complex ones.

Lena came in and bowed. She said nothing, waiting for me to let her speak.

“What brings you here?” I asked.

“All the information you wanted your sister to know has been given officially now, I also found this,” Lena said handing me a document.

I looked it over. Oh naughty naughty sister. So it was you stealing from the family. Hmm, seemed like Mother may stealing too, this only accounted for about eighty precent of what was stolen. I chuckled, both of you really? I guess Mother was just Samantha but better at it. Mother knew to take an amount not worth investigating.

“I am proud of you my tool,” I said.

Her cheeks flushed and she looked down as to both show respect and hide her blush. ”Your praise is more than I deserve,” she said.

“Cute. I suppose it is a good habit to have while working for my sister. Oh dear it must be rough on you. I want you to know that I appreciate it. Also wrong. I share only the proper levels of praise, if you have gained it. You have earned it. Take pride in that,” I said.

“As you command,” she said.

“But you should return before my sister gets curious. I shall try and work hard as well, so you shall not be pinned much longer,” I said.

She left without a word. I smiled. Mother, and Samantha? Was being a noble, one with a house of over twenty servants, and an allowance of more than a blacksmith maks for all his work not enough? Even when you were barely doing the actual work, shoving that unto a Lydia so stressed it has literally cost her a baby?

Why was I ever doubting myself. I giggled. Was I like them? I like to think I was never that bad, maybe I am diluting myself. Well, I guess it was time to begin. I thought of how much I missed Master, it made tears easy. Fake tears was never a skill I mastered back in the day.

I rushed over to Samantha’s room and pounded on her door. “Sister! Samantha! You are being horrible!”

She opened the door, a smug look on her face. “What ever is the matter little sis?”

“Lydia said she told you about my plan to gain Lena as another maid! You have five maids already! Why would you take the one I wanted! You know what I been through,“ I began sobbing a bit.

“Oh my, I didn’t realize you were so down about it. I thought this was just like how we used to play? Is it not?” she said.

“I need staff if I am to make a good impression about my mothering skills with Osgood!” I said.

Her smug smile shifted to a frown. “You are better than that loser! Why do you think I wasn’t taking moms bait and making moves myself?”

I pouted. “But if I cannot even trust my own sister. Then… how am I to trust myself to a better man?”

She grabbed my shoulders. “Get angry! Show me what you can do! Be the challenge you once were. Let us push each other again!”

I looked away. “But…”

“Let us play cards this time. I shall bet Lena. Prove to me that you can be strong again,” Samantha said, nearly spitting as she looked at me.

“Fine! I shall fight for Lena!” I said.

“What are you gonna bet then little sis?” she asked.

“Hmm. I have been testing some potions? Would a few bottles of medicine be enough?”

“I want your package, coming in the mail soon.”

I tried to look shocked. “How do you know about that?” I asked.

She smiled. “Sister, did you forget how this noble game is played?”

I scrunched my face. “Best two out of three?” I asked.

She nodded, and as she turned her back to me I smiled. Yes dear sister. I knew how this game is played. Like how Lena is your source. Not just for my package, but for my weaknesses at cards. For shame sister, all these years and it hasn’t accrued to you to fact check. Well, don’t worry. I will be gentle. I love you after all.