Ellinor quickly caught up with the figure and blocked his path.
It was a male servant. He was no spring chicken and probably in his forties.
"Who are you? Why the rush?"
The servant, cornered, awkwardly shook his head, "I'm an old servant here; I wasn't running, just in a hurry to fetch some stuff from the kitchen for the banquet hall."
Ellinor narrowed her eyes, "You were clearly sneaking a peek at me just now, and you only bolted when I caught you!"
The servant shook his head vehemently, "No, no!"
Ellinor raised an eyebrow, "Not coming clean? Then I have no choice but to report you as a creep to your boss!"
The servant panicked and hurriedly said, "No, please! I meant no harm."
"Then tell the truth; why were you spying on me?”
“I thought you looked like Ms. Bagley, who disappeared from our household many years ago. I was somewhat taken aback when I saw you, thinking Ms. Bagley had returned; that's why I was staring. But when you turned around, I realized I was mistaken, felt utterly embarrassed, and wanted to leave. I'm truly sorry if I offended you!"
Ellinor listened to his explanation and eased up her stance, "Ms. Bagley? The woman holding a baby in the painting?"
The servant nodded, "Yes, that's her."
Ellinor glanced at the painting, "Do I really look like her?"
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