After dismissing her chambermaid unilaterally, Fuschia stuck in her room all day. Her apparent reason is that there are no servants to serve her needs such as changing clothes, grooming, and so on. For that reason, she missed the tea banquet’s invitation from Lady Bellrose – the second daughter of Marquess Bellrose. Of course, Lady Bellrose was furious even though she did not show it.
Fuschia not even sent an apology gift to the Bellrose residence for her absence. This made other nobles present question their relationship.
“That’s how it is, Your Highness. Wouldn't it be better if you sent a gift to Lady Jasmine Bellrose?” Albertus shows concern.
“Hmm... what kind of gift is appropriate as an apology?” Asked Fuschia, her eyes still focused on the book she was reading at the moment.
Her finger drummed the table rhythmically.
“What about the pink ruby earrings that are being auctioned right now?&rdquo
“Your Highness, Albertus greet the little moon of the Drachentian kingdom.”“Oh Albertus, come in. And you guys… apparently are still sitting relaxed, huh?” Fuschia crossed her legs and smirk.“We have to get going to carry out orders, Your Higness. May the Lord Drachen protect you.” Sophie and Laura left Fuschia's room.Now, the only ones in the room are Fuschia, Merri and Albertus who are smiling warmly.Merri handed the financial record to Fuschia. The book is long and big but still quite light because it has only been filled with a few sheets. Albertus's eyes followed every movement of the book until it was on Fuschia's hands.“Sit down, Albertus.”Albertus was quite surprised. This was the first time a noblewoman had asked him to sit on the same level. Albertus stared. As if he didn't know what to do, Fuschia called out his name.“Hurry up, Albertus. I don't want my hea
Fuschia blinked repeatedly. Seems like her eyes are playing tricks.“Elysian? Is that you who hold my fall?”“Yes, Your Highness. Are you all right?” Elysian asked worriedly.“Impossible. What was that earlier? I see a blonde hair man right in front of my eyes!” Fuschia studied Elysian's hair more closely, but it was still dark brown, a trademark of the Bellrose family.“Haa... was that so shocking that I start hallucinating?”“What did you just do, Mr. Bellrose?” Albertus' voice sounded like a warning, which made Elysian release his grip from Fuschia's arm.“Shut up, Albertus. This gentleman just helped me. He was better than the servants here who were busy taking care of themselves. You're no different.” Fuschia retorted, then adjusted her posture.“Thank you Mr. Bellrose, please return to your position.” Asked Fuschia while smiling
Fuschia grit her teeth.“Ugh. Cuih! Because of his handsome face, his warm eyes, his gentle words, and his caring attitude, I was smitten with this bastard. Ha, it’s such a shame tho the face is cute but the inside is so rotten to the core.” Fuschia raised her head. She tried desperately to crack her sweetest smile. Even though it still looks awkward.Fuschia still not very good at hiding his emotion.“What’s wrong, My Fuschia? Are you sick? Why is your face so pale?” Hayden reached out his hand to brush Fuschia's cheek - who spontaneously bent back.“I'm sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn't have shown you my embarrassing condition like this. It's just that, recently I'm not feeling well.”“How can you let this happen, Albertus? What is your explanation?”While Hayden scolded Albertus by stuffing him with questions, Fuschia took back the breath she had lost due to nervousness
Why do I think that run away from this place is enough to give my son a decent life? Wouldn't it be better if he wasn't born? Because there is no guarantee that we can live in peace without being chased by Hayden and his troops. And even from the dangers of other humans who intend to harm us. Honestly, I'm not sure. Isn't death the wisest answer? 'Wow, why am I suddenly walking to the Green Lake again? Tsk, is my subconscious telling me to drown myself in that lake again?' The water in Green Lake is still just as warm as before. When the water level reached my knees, I looked back in surprise that neither the guards nor Merri had stopped me. I found no one there. It’s strange, but, 'Is this a sign that I'm free to die, now?' I walked further into the middle of the lake. The water has reached my chest. I feel my feet going numb. Ha! It’s ridiculous. Since went back to the past, death is such a trivial matter to me.
“You! Why are you coming out from there?” Fuschia gripped the man's sleeve tighter when she recognized who it was.“Your Highness?”“Wait, when did you change your clothes? And the hair,”“What do you mean, Your Highness? I've been wearing this shirt ever since morning.”“Impossible. I ran after you. And obviously, you're wearing a brown suit, not a gray suit, Sir Elysian.”Elysian looked confused. He scanned his clothes from up to down. Then he reached out his hand to calm the frantic Fuschia, but he pulled his hand back. He would not dare to touch this woman carelessly. Or else…Fuschia was still catching her breath one by one. The feet that she hardly ever used to run, did the heavy lifting of the day. She could feel her legs wobbly, failing to support her body’s weight plus her soaked dress. She wanted to drop her body to rest. But the appearance of the man, Elysian
Hayden sat relaxed in his chair. In the middle of the banquet hall. With a glass of champagne hanging between his fingers. Enjoying a small party that his wife, Fuschia, had prepared for himself and his squad.Occasionally his lips carve a smile when watching the soldiers who seem to be having fun with the food and alcohol that is served beautifully by the servants. The orchestral music accompanies couples dancing in the dance floor. He stomped his feet to the beat of the music.“You can dance, Your Highness." Suggested Raymon who was standing by his side, still on duty mode.“How can I dance without my partner, Raymon? I have become a married man.”“That is true, Your Highness."“Why don't you dance and enjoy the party, Raymon? I saw many ladies stealing glances at you.”“But Your-"“Don't use me as your reason to refuse the ladies' invitation. You know that you don't have duties
There were no words but surprise when the bedroom door opened and Fuschia saw that someone else was there. She stood frozen at the edge of her bedroom door. The back of her head was like being hit with a baseball bat. Even though she had never been hit with it before, but she could imagine how much it hurt. Like this time.Her head was dizzy immediately.“My Fuschia, where have you been all this time?” Hayden asked probingly, his finger drumming impatiently on the table.Fuschia was still frozen. Her eyes caught Hayden sitting on the sofa, while Raymon standing tall behind him. The two people she hated the most in the universe were in front of her when she was alone. Fuschia swallowed her saliva bitterly. She breathed in slowly.“Hayd- I greet His Highness the Crown Prince.” Fuschia curtsied, her already dry hands wet again as she lifts her wet dress.“Please answer me, Fuschia.” Hayden pleaded, he stopped tappin
Who would have thought that there would be a day when Fuschia could enjoy tea with the main characters in this novel? There was Hayden who gracefully sitting in front of her. Then there was Raymon standing behind Hayden on alert, and Sarah – disguised as Sergei, sitting by Fuschia's side.Three rotten people laughed at him that night. And here she was, sipping tea with those who had killed her.Every now and then, Fuschia would glare at Raymon.'I'm really looking forward to the day when I can see your body torn apart by monsters, Raymon.' Fuschia gritted her teeth.She suppressed the angry emotions that were ready to overflow by sipping a hot tea. Actually, she is a coffee person, so the habit of the nobles here drinking tea is still foreign to her. Even though she has been doing this activity for 13 years, her taste hasn't changed. She longed for coffee that could quench her thirst in one gulp.Anyways,That day was the day