When I stepped inside through the second iron gate, what I saw was a messy blanket on the bed.
I sighed once and said quietly toward the blanket.
I couldnât even remember when Marcia last called her name.
I slowly approached the bed and put down the lamp I had in my hand and a small package wrapped in a handkerchief on the bedside table.
As I went closer, the blanket was shaking so much.
âIâm not holding anything. Now, look at me.â
To show that I wasnât holding a weapon or anything, I spread my palms out and stretched them out towards the blanket.
However, there was no change.
âThen Iâll be standing far away. I promise Iâm not moving there, so can you show me your face?â
I stood quietly for a few minutes like that. Finally, the blanket moved a little.
In the meantime, I could see a little bit of silver hair.
As I waited with patience, the blanket went down to her shoulders and a small head came out of the gap.
The face was pale and there was no blood.
The wet green eyes looked at me.
They have the same eye color, itâs natural since they are sisters.
It somehow made me feel a little deeper compassion.
Green eyes covered by a blanket flickered several times.
It turns out that I have never shared a conversation with Larissa.
It was the same when I searched Marciaâs memory.
Not only that, I had never heard of Larissaâs voice.
All I have heard is her inner voice in pain.
I said carefully, âUmâŠâŠ do you understand me? Do you know how to speak?â
âNo, itâs not because I thought you couldnât speak. Iâve never heard your voice.â
âI have never seen you say anythingâŠâŠ If youâre trapped alone, you might hate to talkâŠâŠsorry.â
I apologized for speaking nonsense and lowered my head.
Larissa stared at me and nodded a little.
Good. I was relieved inside.
At least she can understand my words.
Well, so sheâll marry the prince in three years, huh?
The ending was that they live happily ever after. So the two of them should be able to communicate.
I raised my hand to point to the bedside table.
Then Larissa startled and hid under the blanket again.
Seeing that she was scared to even by my small gestures, my heart ached.
I lowered my hand and said cautiously, âSorry, are you surprised? I left my handkerchief on the table, and there are ginger cookies on it. I brought it for you to eatâŠâŠif you ever wanted it.â
I took a little of the dessert that was served at dinner.
Because the best thing to get along with is to use something delicious.
In fact, at first, I didnât think of what to bring, but when I saw the cookies on the plate, I changed my mind.
It was a cookie drawn in the shape of a cute person and even had a face.
Seeing that, I thought it would be okay to bring it to Larissa.
âAfter all, she is still a child.â
Larissa peeked out of the blanket, rolled only her eyes at the handkerchief.
The green eyes quickly came back to me.
âShe looks like a normal child. Isnât she cute?â
Larissa said nothing, but curiosity was still in her eyes.
It was a good sign. At least I think you have the intention of listening to me.
âYou know, I have something Iâd like to suggest.â
I smiled and pulled out her body.
It was dawn, just before the sun rose. I took a breath.
Now, letâs act like a crazy bitch.
From now on I am a crazy bitch.
I screamed as hard as I could.
I pulled the string connected directly to the maidsâ room with my hand.
It must have made a loud noise in the maidsâ room.
â Oh, why are you doing this again from dawn?
â I canât even sleep, really!
I heard the grunts of the maids.
I kept screaming and pulling the string without worrying about it.
Within a few minutes, a maid appeared after knocking on the dressing room door.
The maid was forced to wake up in the early morning and pour swear words, but in front of her owner, she was very polite.
âDid you call, Lady Marcia?â the maid asked.
âI have an important party tonight and I have nothing to wear!â
The maid raised her head slightly and looked around the room.
Marciaâs clothes were scattered all over the bedroom floor.
I took a lot of care to make it look like the room was turned upside down.
âLady, do you dress up from this early morning? Besides, if itâs a dress, there must be something you matched just a few days ago,â the maid skillfully concealed her feelings and spoke politely.
But it was of little use. Because I can hear her inner voice.
â This crazy bit*h, just ask someone else to sort this out.
Well, whatever you think inside, itâs your freedom.
âThe problem is because it can be heard by me.â
Well, Marcia was originally like this.
She woke up, messed up, get angry, and blamed others.
Then go drunk to calm her mind.
âThatâs all like this!â
I got angry and picked up a dress off the floor.
At that time, there was a sound of torn. It was the sound of the lace near the neck collar being torn somewhere.
Of course, I made it torn on purpose, but the maidâs face becomes pale.
I saw the maidâs reaction and deliberately screamed at her louder.
âGosh, itâs torn! How are you going to do with this!â
âOh, young ladyâŠâŠ!â
â What are you doing, you just ripped it off!
âDo you want to be kicked out of the mansion? You canât live out there even with your one-year salary!â
â It was torn because of you! I didnât even move a step here!
I stepped up to the maid. Then the maid flinched her shoulders.
Probably she thought I was going to slap her.
Marcia will probably do that.
âLady, please do not kick me out! Iâll try to fix it somehow, so pleaseâŠâŠâ
â Crazy bit*h, youâre really crazy!
Wow, youâre good at acting.
Her inner voice and the words coming out of her mouth were completely different, so I laughed quietly.
I didnât laugh because it was funny. I laughed because it was amazing.
âIf I went through this every day, I would have gone crazy.â
I laughed and said coldly, pushing the dress in front of the maidâs nose.
âFix it? How? Do you know how to sew, huh?â
It would be nice if I prick her shoulder or cheek with my finger. Like Villain did to me.
But soon I remembered how dirty I felt at that time.
âAll right, well. I donât have to do that.â
Even if it wasnât, the maid was already shaking and ready to fall under my feet.
So I have achieved my goal.
âCall Miss Nora right now.â
I deliberately mentioned the name of the owner of the dressing room, then shook my head right away.
âNo, wrap it all in a bag. Quickly!â
Then I threw the torn dress on the maidâs chest.
Suddenly, the maid took the dress and held it in her arms, making a stupid expression.
âSorry? Are your earholes blocked? Put it in the bag! That dress too, all of them.â
I screamed with irritation.
The maid took out all the dresses in the wardrobe
âIâm going to go to the dressing room right now and ask Miss Nora to fix it. Ah, this and that one too.â
â You stupid bitch. Would the dressing room be opened at this time?
âUnless that! Do you have eyes? Itâs outdated!â
â Uh, why the hell is such a kid is a noble lady?
Itâs because my parents are nobles.
My lips were plump because I wanted to answer something.
It was surprisingly not easy not to respond to the words in the maidâs heart.
So I deliberately leaned away from the sofa and watched the maid pack the luggage.
Then, when the maid looked to the other side, I pushed the bag of the trinkets and jewels with my feet and slipped it between the other bags.
âI put all the dresses you mentioned in the bag, Lady.â
There were six big and small bags in total.
The small one is about twice the size of a hat bag, and the large one is enough to fit one child.
I pointed at the bag with a gesture of my head.
âPut them all on the first floor and send the other maids to my room. I have to change my clothes. Iâm leaving within 30 minutes, so prepare the carriage and I donât need breakfast.â
I called up the maid who was going to go out.
âTake the bags by yourself.â
The blood disappeared from the maidâs face.
âOh, Lady, this is on the 5th floor.â
I lifted my head and looked down at her with my arrogant expression.
âThere are six bags, so hold one in each of your hands. You only have to come and go three times, right?â
â How to hold two bags with both hands at once! You should pack less luggage!
The maid began to pour the swear words into me.
Iâm full of swearing even in the morning.
Later, when I get older, I can open a restaurant.
Something like the swearing restaurant.
I continued, âWhen youâre done carrying them, organize this room as well. Of course by yourself.â
The maid glanced through the dressing room with an angry face.
It seemed that she couldnât even manage her facial expression anymore.
âYes, this is what Marcia was supposed to do.â