Cecilia came right in front of me.
She sat down and gazed at me, as if she were trying to make eye contact with me.
âYou donât have to pay too much attention to Miss Harris. I didnât tell you that so you could pay attention to what I said today. I just wanted to say that you donât have to care anymore. Thatâs what Miss Harris is supposed to be like, and Iâm just trying to tell you that this is a situation that happens frequently.â
âUnusually, Miss Harris doesnât like Lady Bebe, but that doesnât matter.â
âYou are you, My Lady, and that same goes with Miss Harris. You donât have to mind it.â
I wanted to say that I was making this expression and acting this way because I felt uncomfortable about Harrisâ birth. But for that, I had to bring up things in the past that could be my weakness or my strength.
That was one thing about Harris, which was not clear yet. I just looked at her and nodded because I couldnât say it.
âIâm not even going to believe it.â
Actually, Iâve died nine times. I knew the future, and the Grand Duke would die while he was trying to rebel. That happened around my sixth birthday. I just smiled at her and looked at her to see what I could say.
Cecilia slowly rose from her seat, perhaps thinking that this conversation was all over.
âThen Iâll go out and get some snacks.â
It was not until Cecilia had checked out that she sat down by the window.
âOne year should be left from now?â
One year from Grand Dukeâs treason. But doing treason was not something you do right away just because you wanted to do it.
So the Grand Duke must have been ready for quite some time.
âThen are they still preparing for treason?â
I had a lot of questions, but I couldnât find them right away.
First, I should find the bad guys here.
Then the memories of the past should come to my mind, especially what the Emperor said.
He was more sensitive than anyone else when selecting the family members, but he couldnât even identify the spy in an important place. He laughed at the Grand Duke. It reminded me of jumping from one place to another.
âPoison! Thatâs right. He said he gave him poison.â
A hazy memory came to mind.
It was definitely about poison. And the killer wasâŠ
âMy Lady, itâs Cecilia.â
âUh, yeah! Come on in.â
Just as I was trying to figure out the culprit, Cecilia came inside.
She came back so quickly that I thought it was a bit much to assume that she had even been to the kitchen.
The sudden sound rushed me to the table and sat down.
âYouâre here early?â
âYes, Iâve prepared it in advance.â
âYes, I heard itâs chocolate cake today. Thatâs why I asked them for me to take it out in advance when they came back from the palace.
âWowâŠ! Cake⊠is that chocolate? Itâs my first time eating chocolate cake!â
âThatâs a relief. Iâll tell them to make something more delicious next time.â
âI was wondering if the chefs and others didnât like me either.â
Cecilia smiled slowly, noticing at once that it was because of what happened in the garden last time.
âDonât worry. Also, the Head Maid heard about the maid afterwards and punished her.â
ââŠEven if she was punished, it would still be the same since everyone has to be hostile to me.â
âNot everyone is like that. Donât worry, especially the kitchen people. They would never do that.â
At that moment, a good idea came to mind.
You have to go to the kitchen to find the poisoner, and if you go to the kitchen for no reason, everyone must be suspicious.
Then, was there another opportunity as good as this situation?
âI donât care if they show hostility to me. Ha, but you never know. Maybe there is something weird in my food!â
I deliberately vented my anxiety on Cecilia. Only then did she cover her mouth in surprise.
âNo, thereâs no one who would do that! That would be horrendous!â
âYou donât know. Are all the people here reliable?â
âSure, they all come in through thorough verification.â
After hearing those wordsâŠ
In fact, it didnât matter if I put poison in the food or return food I didnât think I could eat.
Because Iâve been eating weird things, Iâve been resistant to poison and Iâve been able to eat a lot of food that I canât eat.
But on purpose, I looked at her with a hurt look.
I wanted to hear what I really wanted.
âThen, can I go to the kitchen later?â
âI want to see if theyâre really trustworthy!â
Cecilia, who was showing signs of astonishment at the very moment, nodded.
âItâs not a good place for you to go, but Iâll take you there if you promise me first.â
It was to make sure it didnât look like there were any other intentionsâŠ
âShe didnât notice it, did she?â