Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

Yvonne smiled at the man who was in charge of maintaining the entire mansion that the St. Claires lived in.

Butler Limo had come out to the stable to feed Demon as this was his daily responsibility.

While the mighty horse hated getting closer to anyone other than his master, this man was an exception as he fed and washed the horse on a daily basis.

This caused a certain friendship to be formed between the man and the beast who spent a small amount of time in each other's presence every day.

"I'm glad I found you here, Butler." Yvonne looked up at him with a smile as she spoke these words.

The beast halted for a second after hearing his master's voice but soon went back to eating its morning meal.

Butler Limo did not have many interactions with the little miss of the family however, he adored the child just like every other servant living in this estate.

"How can I help you, Young Miss?" He inquired with excitement as he would get a chance to serve her.

'She is always with Mrs. Jacinth and I never had a proper chance to serve the young miss.' He was elated as he awaited her orders.

The older maid was in charge of everything concerning this child which meant that he never had the opportunity to offer his services to her.

'We are always surrounded by people in the house and this is the perfect place for me to talk to him!' The child grinned when she realized that there was no time like the present.

Demon was curious to know what the development between these two humans was; hence he finished his food at a faster pace and turned towards the direction in which they were standing.

"One moment, please." Butler Limo requested as he poured water from the basket he had been holding into the trough the horse had just emptied.

Yvonne did not stop him as he was helping her look after her precious pet.

She watched as Demon's bright crimson eyes glittered and he gulped the water down just as quickly as he had eaten his meal.

This time the horse and the Butler turned towards her and stepped in her direction.

It was their routine, after every meal the Butler would brush the horse's coat with the soft paddle brush.

Forced by habit, Demon stood in the position he would occupy every day to receive the pampering treatment from this man.

His low neighs were heard in the stable which expressed how relaxed and delighted he felt while the Butler brushed his coat.

'This guy gets more pampering than I do.' Yvonne chuckled as she watched the pair at work.

The clear and adorable sound of the chuckle brought Butler Limo back to his senses as he stared at her with his eyes wide open.

"I apologize, Young Miss!" He clamored and cursed himself for forgetting that she was still present in this spacious stable.

Yvonne shook her head and waved her hand to dismiss his worrisome thoughts which had now brought an ashamed grimace on his face.

"Can I brush his coat as well?" She questioned to divert his mind from this embarrassing situation.

The butler had no problem with it as this would be good for the etcher as well.

To gain care and love from its master was the etcher's biggest blessing and he was not going to snatch that blessing away from Demon.

Thus, Butler Limo rushed and brought over the stool placed in the corner of the stable which had been made after keeping Yvonne and Demon's heights in mind.

He placed the stool next to the horse and gestured for her to climb on it as the child's height would make it impossible for her to reach the horse's body if she wanted to brush it.

Yvonne rolled her eyes when she saw the stool she used daily to help her climb onto the horse before taking it out on a ride.

This mocking action of hers was due to an incident that had come to her mind.

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When Yvonne had once narrated to Rutherford how she and her etcher had begun taking riding lessons, there was one part of the story that he had not liked in the least bit.

"How dare that Des carried my Vonna!?" He had glowered in a rage after hearing her words.

The Earl was seething in anger that his daughter was being carried by the Captain of the Red Scorpion Knight in order to be placed on the saddle which was on the horse's back.

This was unacceptable to the over-protective father and he summoned the Butler soon after their meal.

The Butler was handed over the responsibility of getting a step stool built which would help his Vonna climb onto the horse's back.

This way she would not have to depend on anybody, this was the reason he had given to the child.

However, this was far away from the truth as he had simply detested the thought of someone else carrying his only daughter who was the apple of his eye.

Even if that man was an old friend, he was not allowed to touch the Earl's daughter.

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'Well, it did turn out to be useful so I should let him off the hook this once.' She sighed as she stepped on the stool.

The change in her height now allowed her to look at the top of the beast's back which was wide and had thick black hair on it.

Butler Limo handed another brush to her and went back to brushing the other side of Demon's hair.

The beast felt like he was floating on the clouds surrounding the highest heavens when he felt his master touching his back.

There was no saddle and no reins attached to him which made the cleaning process easier.

The riding equipment would only be placed and fastened on him right before Yvonne's classes with the Captain.

At all other times, the horse was left free without any extra burdens on his back and was also free to roam the estate.

Demon was unlike the other horses in the stable who could only have supervised grazing period after which they would be led back to their stables.

This etcher was the master of his own free will and his will was to stick closer to his master.

He strolled near the pond which was visible from Yvonne's bedroom to catch a glimpse of her and at other times he roamed in the forest behind the mansion.

"Aren't you a dirty horse?" Yvonne scoffed at the pet who roamed everywhere and got dirty too quickly.

Butler Limo chuckled after hearing the horse neigh in an aggrieved tone and shook his head, denying the taunt aimed at him.

The child, however, ignored him and fixed her gaze at the handsome face who was smiling.

'He must have been a sight to behold in his younger days.' She surmised as his beauty did not diminish even in his old age.

"You know about Mama's personal maid, don't you Butler?" She interrogated in a rather abrupt manner which surprised him as the brush slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.