“It’s done. Young Miss, you can open your eyes, now.” Mary’s voice sound like she was excited. More excited than the bride-to-be.
Cecilia saw her reflection in the mirror. She was smiling when said, “Thank you, Mary. I like this! You are doing a great job. Like usual.”
“I can’t believe that you will be married this sooner! Young Miss, please be happy forever!”
The purple-eyed girl takes Mary’s trembled hand, “Thank you, Mary. For everything. I hope you will be happy too.”
But, the poor maids can’t answer because she tried her best to hold her tears.
Cecilia handed her a silk white handkerchief with a small giggle, “Don’t cry. People will think that I was going to the funeral.”
“Th-thank you, Young Miss. It’s so.. rare for you. I mean, I mean for bring this cloth.”
“Well, it’s Max who taught me to bring any. He said that a noblewoman c
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March 25, 2018Han Ji Eun walked down to the Mapo Bridge with heavy steps.The purple bruises on her temples still ached even though she already taken a painkillers.Her skirt was torn so badly and forced her to wear the sweatpants.Her mother would scold her because they didn't have enough money to buy a new uniform.Ji Eun was sure that her mother would also beat her with a cane.His father also definitely wouldn't care about it.He might be drunk somewhere or gambling or maybe both.The handheld of the bridge shining because of the touch from her hand. Illuminate the words written there.Do you remember what it felt to be in love?The sun tomorrow will shine brighter.The best things in your life are yet to come.Don't you miss the taste of samgyetang?The words seemed to be insulting her somehow. She hopes that someday someone will delete it.Since earlier, something bitter pressed against
"Are you awake?"As soon as Ji Eun opened her eyes, she found herself sitting in a small room with dim light.She felt confused.Shouldn't I be dead already? Did I fail?An unhumanvoice startled her, "You troublesome human! You are still seventeen years and choose to dive into the river?""Am I alive?" Ji Eun was shocked. She look around but found nothing. A thought about school and home began to loom over her.Will I got beaten again?"Of course no. You think everything is over when you die? You idiot!"Then the creature showed its form. A big black cloud with two white dots as eyes. Ji Eun gasped, "Who are you! Angel of death? Or god of heaven?""Neither of them. You've committed a grave sin, Han Ji Eun. Killing yourself still counts as a murder. You will be severely punished!"Then suddenly the room turned into a volcanic crater. The chair she had been sittin
Cecilia walked down to the stairs and Mary followed her.After a long debate, the maid helped her dress including wearing a tight corset that pressed against her stomach and the waist. And her dress looks like pastry. How can they treat humans like this? She asked to herself. But when she saw her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't complain. Her body is in the perfect shape! Slender, slim and flawless. Even so, there was a question that came to her mind. Who is the lunatic who sets such a painful beauty standard? Although Cecilia's old memories helped her to recognize every corner of the giant house, still she couldn't hide her admiration when she saw it in person.Jeweled chandeliers, soft carpets along the corridors and stairs, glossy marble floors and a lot of paintings with high artistic value. Cecilia wondered what happened to the real Cecilia. Was she also punished for a mistake that was considere
Cecilia wanted to cry.Somehow, the party was already started when she arrived. She felt so embarrassed when everyone gave her scornful glances.The tea party was attended by seven people, including herself.All of them came from among the Count and Viscount families.Only Cecilia who came from the Duke's family, which is higher position than anyone else at the party.Even so, they treated her like she was an invisible creature.They do occasionally asked her but never include her to their conversation.Sometimes they threw a cynical glances to her.The real Cecilia would usually get angry and walk away from this place.But now, she didn't even have the courage to get up from her chair.She took another sip of the tea and cast her gaze towards the flower garden. Letting the six people chuckle while looking at her.Right now, she didn't know who's the real bad guy here.One of the invited guests named Ka
"Albert, I want you to send this letter to Father." Said Cecilia to Albert Constance, the loyal buttler. Albert is almost fifty years old.His hair was dyed black to hide his gray hair. His body was still upright and his brain was as sharp as ever."Yes, miss. I'll get a courier." Albert answered swiftly. He didn't even seem curious about Cecilia, who was sending a letter to her father for the first time.Cecilia looked at Albert with a big smile. Even in his previous memories, Albert was one of her trusted people. The Constance family already worked at the residence of the Duke of Lancia since a long time ago.Albert himself is the 9th generation. His eldest son, Christo, has become a personal assistant to the Duke of Lancia and preparing to take over Albert's duties when he retires. And so on.The history of the Lancia and Constance will continue to be woven forever. "Is
"Are you serious?" Asked Duke Armano Lancia when Cecilia came into his study room. He sat with his legs crossed and hold a glass of champagne. The man looked as same as in her memory.He still handsome, tall and athletic stature at the age of 40 years. He looked just like Cecilia except for his gray eyes. Or the lenght of their hair. Their genetic sure isn't a joke. "Welcome back, Father," she said, while bowing for greeting. "Sit down," Cecilia nodded and took the seat opposite of Armano. The Duke's study is surprisingly simple. There are only a work table, several shelves filled with thick books, and four chairs with a round wooden table to greet the guests. No plants, paintings or photographs. The only decoration is the tapestry of the family's emblem which is hanging in the wall behind the desk. "I repeat the question. Are you really serious about the contents of your letter? I immediat
"You didn't sell the chilli pepper? Why?" Cecilia asked with full of curiosity at the market seller. "Because it didn't sold well. There no one who like spicy food here, Miss," Impossible, she thought to herself. No one hate the spicy food. "Aah, darn it!" she left the market with empty handed. Now, she has to think another plan since her korean food restaurant plan is failed. "Ouch!", said a woman who bumped with her. "Ah, I'm sorry, Maam. I.. eh? Miss Jenkin?" Miss Jenkin is a woman who used to be her teacher. In her past, Cecilia threw an ink bottle, which made with thick glass, to her To make it worse, Cecilia ruined her reputation by saying that the poor teacher is incompetent and lack of manners to the noble society. It didn't take a long time when Jenkin's name is removed from the job market since many nobles refused her service. Jenkin's face gotten pale. She look like she was met with a ghost, "Oh, no!"
Cecilia feeling so tired after her fake possesed performance. Mary combed her hair and keep complaining about her dissapearance. Cecilia know that her servant is worried about her. When they met at the market, Mary was cried and hugged her so tightly. "You have to promise me that you will never doing that again, Young Miss. Now, your hair is done and let's go to the dining room. I heard Lord was waiting there." Her eyes widen, "Father?" "Yes! You must be happy, right, Miss?" Mary said with a big smile on her eyes. "It's strange," she said and start walked to the dining room. Armano closed his eyes. He looked like thinking about something. But his eyes was opened when one of his servant said, "My Lord, Young Miss is here," "Good evening, Father," Cecilia elegantly bowed to greet him. "I'm sorry to made you wait." "It's okay." he said while raised his right hand as a sign for the servants to serve the foods. Even after on
“It’s done. Young Miss, you can open your eyes, now.” Mary’s voice sound like she was excited. More excited than the bride-to-be. Cecilia saw her reflection in the mirror. She was smiling when said, “Thank you, Mary. I like this! You are doing a great job. Like usual.” “I can’t believe that you will be married this sooner! Young Miss, please be happy forever!” The purple-eyed girl takes Mary’s trembled hand, “Thank you, Mary. For everything. I hope you will be happy too.” But, the poor maids can’t answer because she tried her best to hold her tears. Cecilia handed her a silk white handkerchief with a small giggle, “Don’t cry. People will think that I was going to the funeral.” “Th-thank you, Young Miss. It’s so.. rare for you. I mean, I mean for bring this cloth.” “Well, it’s Max who taught me to bring any. He said that a noblewoman c
“We were sorry to trouble you.”Max and Cecilia bowed deeply to everyone in that room. Desmond, Gregorio, and Helga didn’t even bat an eye when the young couple confessed. Both of them didn’t wear any makeup anymore. After they know that Grant and Kaleela already spill their secret, the young couple thinks that they have to confess even the project is still ongoing. But, the harm is done and Cecilia didn’t think that she will be forgiven. Helga sighed. No matter how many times she create a scenario to make them felt embarrassed, she didn’t have the heart to prank them. But, the show must go on, “Yes, we understand. Can’t you guys just go home, now? And you don't have to come again.” “Miss Krueger..,” Cecilia’s purple eyes widen and she looks like a puppy. Max pat his fiance's shoulder, “Then, we bid you
Callisto blow his soup slowly before eat it. He like it a lot and has no complaint to eat the same soup for eternally.That young wolf man look in a good mood and it make Chris who eat beside him feel curious, “Did something good happened?”A hint of red colour tinted in his cheek when answered, “My father is getting better.”“That’s good news! Congratulations! You should visit him again this week.” Chris smile widely to that boy.“Yes, I know.” He ate the last spoon before drink water and look at his empty plate. “If you done, I will wash your plate, Sir.”“Okay. Thank you.” Chris said when Calisto’s thin hand took that white plate away.The restaurant’s owner raised his brow as if he remembered something and left the kitchen to his room.When he came back, he put a brown paper bag on the table, “Cal, give it to
Unexpectedly, Desmond nodded and said, “I know.”“HUH?”Helga turned her head withwideneyes. “WHAT?”“I know who they are. But, it doesn’t matter since my axe accepted them.”“Ah, I see. The axe of judgementmust be sense something… How can I forgot about it?” Helga feel her shoulder gotten lighter. As if someone already take the burden that weighed her for all the time. She feeling glad that she choose to talk with her brotherrather thankeeping it by herself. “I’m relieved then. Actually, I’m afraid that you getdisappointedif I didn’t tell you this sooner.”Desm
“Even in my wildest dream, I never though that I can meet with the great magician as you, Miss Kaleela.” Helga said with a friendly smile. Her blue eyes gleaming into something that make Kaleela annoyed. "Welcome to the Frozen Magic Land. I hope you can enjoy your visit in this humble island.” Kaleela crossed her arms, “Long time no see, Krueger. Fifteen years, isn’t it?” “Yes. After the graduation, we separate ways. So, how are you, great magician?” “Please stop being sarcastic. Ah, please let me introduce my husband to you. Grant, this is my underclassmen, Helga Krueger. Krueger, this is Grant.” Helga threw a warm smile to Grant before she looked at that red-headed woman, “I thought you will never get married.” “Things happened.” “Ah, I see. Anyway, the world is narrowe
“Ah, I'm glad that these cookies is still edible! Thanks, Max! You have a sharp sense of smell.” Cecilia said after she put out the fire on the stove. Fortunately, only a bit part of the cookies which already burnt. She put them to the plate to let them cool.“Talk about the smell, I want to make a confession.” Max said after he took a bite of the chocolate cookies. “Actually, the reason why I don't want you to go on the Icicle Island because of the… dog's smell.”Cecilia tilted her head. Tried to remember her encounter with that four legged animal, “I'm not sure if I met any.”“Callisto. He is the one who smell like that.”“Callisto?” Cecilia usually spent some time with him because he work at the restaurant, and she often cooked some food along with Callisto and Chris too.He squeezed her sho
Winter almost left from the Empire. Even tough the sun shines brightly, it didn't mean that it's not cold!The snow still falling from the cloudy sky and everybody still wears long coat when they were outside.Cecilia, takes a sip of her tea in guild's office. Hugo was reading the monthly report, but he can't help to asked her, “It's so rare to see you here, Young Miss. For past three months, Boss and you always go to Icicle every day. Did something happen?”“I don't know. Max told me to rest for this week.”Hugo raised his brow, “Rest?”“But, he wants to have a date with me after he back from there.”“My, he is so weird. Then, what happened to the Icicle? Did the progress of snowman's project doing fine?”Cecilia smile warmly and sip her peppermint tea again, “Yes. To be honest, it's better than the South Island. Max worked really hard and Desmond wasn't bad as I heard
Max almost threw his dagger to Desmond. But, Cecilia stop his movement by holding his hand tightly.With a firm voice, she said, “How can you say something stupid like that in front of my husband?”Cecilia's purple eyes look so intimidating. It never crossed in Max's mind that his little, cute fiancé can act like a brave yet sexy woman like this.“Something stupid?” Desmond knitted his brows before he started laughing. “HAHAHA! My, my. It's seemed you are misunderstanding, Kitten. I'm not into a married woman with acne in her face. In short, you are not my type.”Cecilia didn't drop her guard. She looked as cautious as a wild animal, “Then, what did you mean?”“Cook a dinner for me.”“What?”“Huh?”The young couple exchange their glance and wondering if they heard it right.“Yesterday, we catch so many rabbits, and I'm so tir
Cecilia carefully holding the old hunchback man's left arm when they are walking on the frozen road. “Please be careful, Mr. Grande. It is a bit slippery.”The old man nodded and walking more slowly. His hand, which holding on wooden cane, trembling slightly. “Thank you for helping me, Dear.”“It's nothing, Sir.” She replied it with smile.Max, who walked beside her, took a glance on his fiancé. Never crossed in his mind that the fictional name is really existed.Mikaela Montgomery used to be working on the coal factory. That building already abandoned for a long time and that poor woman was dead because of disease.This old man, Derek Grande, remember her as a kind and an energetic underling. She was gone when she was 20. Then, Derek kindly tell them the location of her graveyard.Cecilia let out a heavy sigh and wondering what kind of expression she has to wear on this man who lo