Jocelyn seemed to sense something was off when she heard the gentleman's response about not being sure if Lord Cassidy would see her. That was certainly strange to her. Wouldn't he at least like to be spoken to about his maid's health? Men were certainly foreign creatures in terms of their ways. She didn't question herself as to why men were weird, they just were.<br/><br/>"Well, I think it would be of best interest if he was aware of the current condition of his maid." she replied honestly, "It is entirely up to you though. I can always leave a note for him if he is unavailable to speak with me at this time. I also must thank you for being so kind to me. I am grateful, and I hope you have a wonderful day." with that said, she seen the butler excuse himself before leaving the room. She continued prepping until the maid, Margareth, had arrived. She seemed to be of good health, young, and certainly appeared to be strong. The apprentice had high hopes for a healthy pregnancy and birth.<br/><br/>"Greetings, Mrs. Margareth, I'm the midwife's apprentice, Jocelyn. We heard news of your pregnancy, and if possible, wish for an examination so we can assure you that you and your unborn baby are doing well. First, how has your overall health been? Any fatigue or tiredness? No pain, nausea or fainting? And if possible, with some old methods, we might be able to determine if you're having a son or daughter." she smiled sweetly at the maid. She felt in her element when doing this type of work. It also helped that the midwife had not arrived yet either. When she worked, she felt at ease. Any painful reminders of her future were washed away. This was her true calling in life.