A stage was set in a hurry and the attendants were called. Of course Lily came too. Almost all the attendant maids would have come. And they all have bouncing faces. Many would have seen it once in the play, and compared with a play a minstrel chants alone, so I think it will not be that much. And I also know that when I think that kind of thing, it often rolls the other way.
When the audience side was ready the minstrel appeared. Among the Eisleben tribe maids some said kyaa! Meaning many know him. Indeed, coming from the Eisleben clan he is a handsome man with dignity and no coarse feeling at all. Just a sidelong look and the mansion maids raise a cheer.
The clan chief went near the minstrel, pointed at me, and said something. Something, surely he told him the protagonist of the talk he will chant from now is here. The minstrel's expression stiffened for an instant, then returned at once to a gentle expression and he bowed his head to me.
