Short Story: Adopted Pedigree
Everyone was efficient and perfectly capable, but there were a lot of things that needed moving.
“I can help,” he said as he rolled up his sleeves.
“Little Master, someone of your pedigree should not concern yourself with this small matter.” The head housekeeper guided him out of sight.
“We both know I don’t have a fancy ‘pedigree’,” he argued.
“When Big Master adopted you, she adopted you completely into her family. That includes her heritage.”
“But, I’m just like everyone else. I’m worse than everyone else.”
The head housekeeper knelt and looked him in the eye.
“That no longer matters. And you are young yet. You will grow and improve. If you truly desire to help us, you will apply yourself to your lessons and learn everything you need to be a master who can manage this estate well and protect us. That includes focusing your attention on your education instead of worrying about our menial work.”
At the last part, the head housekeeper raised an eyebrow. He remembered the study materials left unread on his desk and looked away.
“Please continue with your studies, Little Master, and worry not about us. Our role is to deal with the small troubles so that you can focus on the big problems.”
The head housekeeper bowed. He clumsily acknowledged it the way he was taught and returned to his study, ready to tackle the never ending pile of books for the sake of the people who relied on him.