35

LUCIA

As I sat there, feeling humiliated and angry, I called for my handmaid to distract myself with a pedicure. "Can you believe the audacity of Amelia?" I lamented bitterly.

The maid frowned, curious about what had happened. "What did she do, Your Grace?"

"She thinks she's so superior to everyone else," I said with a hint of venom in my voice. "I hate her so much."

The maid hesitated for a moment before asking a daring question, "Why did you agree so easily to the crime they accused you of?"

I sighed, feeling a mixture of frustration and determination. "I have my plans, my dear. I can't rush the whole process. At that moment, there was nothing I could do. Those two incompetent maids had already confessed, and the evidence against me was overwhelming. It was the only reasonable thing to do."

The maid nodded, understanding my predicament. "You're wise, Your Grace. It was a strategic move."

I smirked, feeling a sense of pride. "It has nothing to do with wisdom, my dear. It's about kno