DEATH

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***WARNING! This chapter contains sensitive scenes***

The essential word for this maid's mission enters her ears. Her lips curl up as she silently giggles at her unexpected success. 

'It was easier than I thought. So, shall I return to the King to inform him about the Duke? Or should I go and check the Duke's dead body?' The maid puts a hand on her chin while thinking about her next step, her forehead wrinkles as she thinks carefully. 

'Should I untie Lady Berenice? No, it's not my main objective. But, should I consider it?' The maid thinks again. Then, she shrugs her thoughts off away from her head. 

Like a little rat, she runs away from the area without getting caught or leaving any trace of her silent footsteps. 

"Ha! Look at you! You look like what I've imagined, Berenice! This is your family's fault." The Duches