The maid helped me, while examining my complexion, as if assuming whether I had drank the wine or not.
She didn’t see me drink the wine, so I kept my lips clenched and let her do what she was doing.
Then.
I felt something in my ventricle.
{ For anyone wondering, the ventricle is the lower chamber of the heart. Dunno how she felt something in it so precisely, but okay. }
“I’ll take my leave.”
She closed the door where the previous maid went out, but their conversation could be heard clearly through the cracks in the door. Please read on rinrain.mystrikingly.com to help me continue translating.
“I’m here to see the Duchess.”
“The Duchess is currently busy.”
“I can’t come back later. It’s really urgent, please notify her we need to see her.”
“Aren’t I telling you to come back later?”
“How will I know if she’s drinking again? I must see her today, so get out of the way. Otherwise even my own…!”
They seemed to be a person with an important purpose.
I’m sure it’s the maid of honor, considering she’s not letting them in.
They were squirming, but then burst through the door.
Thud.
“What kind of fuss are you making in the morning?”
The person, who was the one in quarrel with my maid, spoke to me with slight rage.
“I’m very grateful I could see the Duchess…”
“And?”
I turned my head and looked at him.
Maybe early 30’s.
He had brown eyes and brown hair.
A man who was thin enough to be mistaken for a beggar.
This man…
“Is your name Marcus?”
I wasn’t sure.
“…I’m honored to have my name remembered.”
I think I just heard him grit his teeth, was I wrong?
‘God, is he really Marcus?’
The aide of the Duchess of Agnus, and the person who would become the greatest right hand man.
A faint smile hung from the corner of my mouth.
‘It’s a good thing you came to me yourself. I was still thinking on how to lure you.’
I opened my mouth, hiding my strong inner willingness.
“Come inside, you’re making too much noise.”
Marcus Lantern.
He was the only one who knew when ‘this body’ died.
‘He brought Reese and helped her rise to the title of the Duchess.’
“Oh right. Wait a minute before that.” Read on rinrain.mystrikingly.com only to support me.
Rachel turned around as if she had just remembered something.
I looked at the maid who was discreetly leaving her place, and ordered Marcus to get her.
“Hey, get her!”
Would it be okay if she ran into Abigail by chance?