Novel & Cerita My Teacher Milady

"Also that time I decided to become a doctor, things happened, tragedies occurred. Everything was a mess, it was chaos. Even me who was trying to do my job as a doctor was in turmoil. I fell in love with a human, Sebastian. Not to an aristocrat, or even to an illegitimate of any clans, or to their servant; but to a being who might disappear anytime, fragile and stupidly brave for his good. Then everything went down to drain, it cost my best friend and Charlie's wife's life. It's so horrible that even I who has been used to fighting, cannot believe that it happened." She started to collect the papers she needs to find another model to walk it up on the runway. "Milady, your feat is quite diff

She was talking about the nightly check before the lights off. I imagined my candle lit room and on the bed was a fake Mathilda who was made up of pillows and clothes. She was sleeping soundly, “The girls would know what to do. I taught them well."

Charlotte Hayes’ POV My mind was racing with questions. But I can't be afraid in front of this man. "Who knows?" I said, still smiling. I chuckled, causing Luca to smile slightly. He looked at me for a split second before bowing and said elegantly, "Well then. Milady, follow me." We were walking down the spacious hallways, greeted by various paintings as we passed.

“You’re so wonderful and dazzling. I actually believed that you were a scheming b*tch, just like Tiffany, not too long ago. I even scorned you and said bad things about you in front of Second Master. Sigh! Thank goodness Second Master never listened to me and was still very nice to you. However, I’ve neglected my duty as Second Master’s right-hand man. I’m a disgrace, totally ashamed… Milady, you can slap me a few times if you’re mad at me. I have thick skin, so I’m not scared of the pain. Just go ahead and hit me.”

--- Breakfast Routine The teachers entered last, their commanding presence silencing the chatter in the room. Unlike the students, they wore robes adorned with silver and gold patterns, their designs hinting at their roles. There was Professor Lysander, the stoic combat instructor, whose piercing gaze could freeze a student in their tracks. Next to him stood Mistress Elira, the enchanting but stern teacher of magical history, her aura exuding wisdom. The headmistress, a tall woman with silvery hair and a mirror-like staff, stood at the head of the hall. Headmistress Aeliana was a figure of both reverence and fear, her mere presence enough to command respect.

Elegant. “Oh my, she’s truly stunning.” “She’s got that hidden beauty.” I chuckled quietly at their reactions. “I’m not beautiful,” I whispered. The stylists looked shocked. “Milady, can’t you see your own reflection?” I turned to the mirror again. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” “Come on… I’m not.” “It’s true, Milady.” “Is she ready? Let’s dress her now.” They helped me up, revealing a rack of stunning outfits waiting for me.

____________ Lady Sterling is right there - he warns, pointing to the end of the hall. ____________ What is hers? - Lian's laugh is encouraging. ____________ She is a lonely old woman, uses all her bitterness to gloat over her pupils as she calls her apprentices. ____________ Do I have the option to decline this class? ____________ There is no way to. I am really sorry. - I let out an irritated sigh - Lady Marin, she's your teacher because you eat like a dog and have horrible posture. Tessy Sterling will teach you how to be a lady. _____________ During training for the Diamond Crown I was taught, and it was totally in vain...

I fake-coughed to get their attention, and just like what I expected, they both startled as they turned around and glanced at me. "My Lady!" The teacher uttered with reverence as she slightly bowed. "Hmm, my lady, this is Mrs. Swan. She is the head teacher of Grooming and Etiquette in the palace!" Huh?! What was that?! "She is going to teach you the ways of the palace!" Miranda explained, and I just raised my eyebrow at them while my hands were on my hips.

*SARAH'S POV I was preparing for the academy when I heard the door bell ring. Damon was off to work so I wondered who it was. I had checked on the mini monitor but I saw an unfamiliar face. I walked down to the door and unlocked it, then opened it ajar. "Good morning, Milady." he greeted. I was surprised. A well-built, hefty and fine looking man was at my door early in the morning and even addressed me as 'Milady'.

Camille exclaimed exaggeratedly, making us turn to her. My eyes widened with her words. She call it flirting? This is ridiculous! “I’m sorry, mademoiselle. I'm automatically becoming a fliet whenever I see your friend's beautiful face. Aren't I, Milady?’ Gale answered teasingly and looked at me. I glared at him and looked at him dangerously. However, instead of being scared, he grinned even more foolishly. This guy, why is this man so mean? Ever since I met him, he has done nothing but to tease me like we really knew each other all our lives!