When I asked Jaime, he froze for a few minutes before shaking his head and giving me a bashful smile. Although it caused me to furrow my brows, I kept quiet because I already knew who the person is.Jaime is the kind of person who isn’t used to winning over the aristocrats. He would prefer to speak to them directly, but he will eventually become tense later.I recall when I first met him, he also behaved in that manner, and when I later followed him about, I realized that he was similarly nervous but was simply masking those feelings in the shadows.He's already awakening memories I choose to suppress because I'm only thinking about my vengeance based on the way he currently behaves.Even the beginning of the enjoyable moments I spent with Kaylla, Linia, Jaime, Sebastian, May, and the others help me escape the trauma I’ve experienced as if they were just nightmare disguised as mists in the clouds. It only lasted one day before it was forgotten.I nod in response as Jaime replies, "M-M
“As usual, Milady here is your tea.”“Thank you, Linia. By the way, did you happen to see where Kaylla is?” As Linia sets the tea and cake in front of me, I inquire. I specifically ask Linia to fetch me a cake, and perhaps the family's head chef, whom I respect because all of his cuisines are delectable, baked me one.My favorite cake, strawberry flavor, is what I see when I look at the dessert. If Linia's remarks hadn't caused me to turn away from the cake and focus instead on her happy smile, I might have started to drool."Kaylla, been busy following Sebastian's orders, Milady. If you'd like, though, I can call her for you," Linia says as she was about to approach the door and open it. I take a few deep breaths before finally grinning at her.I answer, "No, you don't have to call her Linia, I'm just glad she's doing alright," but as I turn to face her, I notice that she is biting her lower lip and diverting her attention away from me to the ground.I can tell she was concealing any
I close my mouth while covering it with both hands. My eyes enlarge as I become more aware of the voice.The Duchess is speaking, and I can almost make out her weapon splashing against the man's back. Screams rang out throughout the area, but no one seemed to have heard them because nobody rushed to the man's aid.I then realized that everything had been well thought out. Because of this, they already gave the impression that servants are not permitted.It is a result of how sensitive people are to cries for aid. It's a pretty astute maneuver from the Duke, or maybe the Duchess planned it all out? Who knows, but I'm convinced of one thing: no one in this noble family's home is innocent, even though at some point their fortune has grown suspiciously huge.I maintain control over my breathing until I hear more from the man whom the Duchess is still torturing. The sound of the unknown weapon the Duchess used, however, which had previously caused my ears to bleed, was overshadowed by sile
I move as quickly as I can. I decided to go to my room as soon as I finished gathering the papers from the previous room. That's the only way I can be sure, but this time, it's not just me; the individuals who will create and put this into action need this information desperately.This family is suspicious from the beginning, even in my prior existence, as I had suspected. This time, though, I won't dismiss these guts because they are genuine.I lean my back against my closed door while the papers are strewn across my room's floor. They have always been that way, but I don't care. My hands rush as quickly as they can to my mouth to stop the hiccups and breathing I'm inducing. My eyes widened.I felt like nothing more than a pawn after finding those papers.She is here. The real daughter is present here. However, she is being kept concealed for reasons relating to the medication that the servant Alexis failed to claim. I am not sure where in the house she is located.Without even reali
Finally, night has descended once more. My desk is filled with letters from various dignitaries as I strained my eyes.As Kaylla and I are moving about the household, a servant says, "Milady, Sir Rutherford said that you should always be careful," he bows and nods in response to my thanks and nods.Now that night has fallen, I examine my hands. After having soft hands my entire life, I am finally able to see some signs of struggle in them. I can now feel the hardships and calluses from my first life imprinted on my palms, marking an event I will never forget.I spend my life in that manner, and I will never forget those who deceived me. I shake my head while making tight fists with my hands.I suppose this time, I can finally complete my goals, but I suppose I have to first apologize to Sir Rutherford since, no matter what I do, I will never be able to avoid harm.Once I’m confident of what I’m going to do after hearing those words in a whisper, I didn't hesitate to smile. To make a c
Over time, silence predominated. For the entire minute, no one has mentioned anything I've stated. Even Auster's appearance caused my eyes to tighten. He continues to stare at me as if he is trying to decide if what I’m saying is real or simply a joke from his friend. I didn't smile or laugh at him at that moment, though.I simply cross my legs while sitting and lift one eyebrow as I lean to gaze at him.“So, my friend, what do you think of my proposal?” I did inquire, but as soon as I realize I had just copied Xander's speech pattern, the words I had just spoken had a terrible aftertaste.Shaking my head, I sit back down on the chair and cross my hands over my lap in anticipation of the young man's remarks.Even though I’m dead serious when I said those remarks, I never anticipated that he would simply laugh it off and decide that I had indeed told him a joke.“Solstice, you're not simply talking about a game. Although I am aware that being a hunter is not a noble profession,” he sti
I examine my surroundings to make sure nobody will notice me. Even though I had already assured the horseman that I would have plenty of time to explore the area, he had no reason to believe me until I said a few things that I had previously told him. Perhaps having a cause makes being strict not so bad.When things appear to be going according to my intentions, that is.After setting my feet firmly on the uneven ground, I straighten my coat and keep my eyes narrow as I hide in the nooks of the room. The environment is not dark. It is illuminated by a lovely golden light coming from the wall-mounted lamps.One thing I can be sure of is that these people, who are dressed in all black and have black masks covering their faces, appear to be involved in what Alexis had depicted. My eyes follow every movement of the people surrounding the area.Even if the people's images weren't drawn, it turns out that the deceased servant knew what he was doing.My eyes widen as I prepare to leap step,
I try to say something to this young man—even just a word or two—but it feels as though I can't even get my voice out. I furrow my brows since I can't tell whom he is referring to. To whom is the young man referring? That has only piqued my interest in him.Before he finally sighs, I could blink againXander grabs my hand and says, "Either way, you have to follow me if you don't want to put yourself in danger any longer." I quickly evade his grasp. Instead, I make some solid statements."No," I respond as my eyes narrow, making him gaze at me as if I really am crazy. However, since I'm already inside, I don't care. We have already invaded, so it wouldn't be fair to leave without learning anything at all.“I didn't go here to have my efforts go to waste, and I don't want you to tell me what to do. Why even try to interfere in my affairs, and who is this guy you're referring to?”“You are rather persistent for a young lady, I must say, the majority of women would like a life of luxury,