Dylan remembered what had happened that day.
âIt must have been Roseâs voiceââ
Itâs already been two years since he heard her voice, so his memory is hazy.
And Rose didnât sound like that when Dylan thinks of her. She was different enough to feel like a completely different person.
It seems that her personality is completely differentâ.
The Rose that Dylan knows was very emotional.
One day she laughed, one day she cried.
But she didnât seem like the maid who worked here. He has heard that she is bright and has no shady spotsâ.
Although they are different, there are many similarities.
So, he wondered if Yurtha was really interested in the maid, but he couldnât believe that there was someone like her.
âI thought she was avoiding me because Yurtha ordered herââ
It doesnât even seem like that.
Come to think of it, did they say the maidâs name was Rosie?
Dylan recalled his faint memories.
He was sitting on the grass with nothing to do, Rose at that time was picking flowers.
It seemed crazy to her that grass had stained her white clothes.
Dylan sighed and threw the robe beside her.
âSit down on it. If father finds out that there is grass in it, he will scold you for not acting like a noble lady. You are bothered by that.â
âIt is already late. Even if you give it after stainingââ
Rose focused on picking flowers as if she were not interested in Dylanâs coat.
Dylan asked her, sitting by Roseâs side.
âSo, what do you mean?â
âYou said you were weird. I think somethingâs strange.â
Rose opened her mouth as if she had thought of something while she was thinking about what to say.
âSometimes I feel like Iâm not me.â
ââWhat does that feel like?â
âIâm not sure maybe because you have one name, but I have several names.â
Dylan counted her names using Roseâs words.
âThatâs right. I have three names.â
âMy father gave you the name you have now.â
âIs it because I have three names, or is it my problem? Sometimes I donât feel like I am me. I just feel like I shouldnât be here.â
With a casual smile, she shared a pretty complicated thought.
She wasnât pretending to be calm. It was something she had already gotten used to.
Dylan pondered whether or not to offer any words of consolation, but there were no words to help.
âMaybe you donât know.â
Yeah. Heâll never understand how she feels.
Then, suddenly, he was curious about her names.
âWhat is the name you used before?â
âThe question is late. Yurtha asked me a long time ago.â
âWhy are you talking about that child all of a sudden?â
Dylan frowned and Rose answered with a light smile.
âRosie. That was the name.â
Dylan, who had escaped from the flashback, jumped up from his seat.
Her hair color, body shape, and voice are the sameâ. Can their names even be the same?
After going to the punishment room, Richard became strange.
âDo you have any favorite things, maid?â
ââŠWhat do I like? I canât think of anything in particular.â
âYou really donât have any?â
âYou suddenly asked. Well, I think it was nice to take a napâŠâŠ.â
He has been asking me a lot of questions lately.
He started asking this and that as if he wanted to know about me.
âWhat did you do before you got a job here?â
Why does he keep doing that these days?
Richard often pretended to like me, but he never really got to know me.
Heâs been pretty good with me so far.
âIâm curious about the maidâs name.â
ââŠDonât you know?â
In front of Richard, I think some people have called me Rosie or Maid Rosie.
âI know, but I want to hear it for myself.â
âŠSo why are you doing this these days?
Has that changed how he talks to me?
Either way, his change was not welcome.
âAs you may already know, itâs Rosie.â
Richard spoke my name as if it were the first time he heard it.
His red lips curled seductively. Thatâs very awkward.
He called my name, and his beautiful face kept a smile on it the whole time.
Then Richard looked at me. It was like he want me to ask for his name, too.
âIf youâre done eatingâ.â
âArenât you asking my name?â
I felt uneasy, so I tried to stop the strange flow and jump, but Richard, who was smart, didnât give me a chance to escape.
It wasnât that difficult to ask him his name as he wanted.
But strangely, it seemed that I shouldnât ask for his name here.
âWhatâs the point of asking now?â
âWeâll be together forever.â
Richard really seemed to believe that.
Iâm gonna run away with him.
He has always had doubts about me, hasnât he? But what made him stop thinking that?
It was fortunate for me, butâI started to wonder if this was really fortunate or not.
âYou havenât done that to other maids until now.â
ââŠWhat do you mean?â
âYou didnât ask the other maids to ask for their names.â
âWell, there is no need for that.â
Perhaps slightly offended, his brows narrowed.
Richardâs actions were confusing.
I know Iâm special to him, butâ.
So, he was kind to me, even though he had the ego to hate the people in this mansion.
It was a deliberate favor done out of need.
But what is his favor now?
âThese days, I have a lot of questions about you.â
âIs it because you think I saved you from the punishment room?â
Perhaps thatâs where his interest came from.
I suddenly understood his change.
Well. Iâm sure itâs the same in my country. When someone holds hands in a difficult situation, it comes like a warm comfort.
âItâs not always like thatâŠDo you need a reason?â
âNo. It doesnât matter anymore.â
Richard seemed puzzled, not knowing what I meant.
Itâs too late to come all the way here and beat him.
âIf you want me to ask your name, why donât you tell me first? How the hell are we going to escape?â
âThe festival is next week. You agreed to run away then.â
They say they will run away next week.
He still doesnât seem to trust me completely, since he hasnât told me how to escape.
âIf I tell you, will you call my name?â
âDo you not like it?â
ââŠThatâs not it, but I thought for a moment that your business would be ruined.â
Richard opened his eyes wide at my words and burst into laughter.
I looked at him with a cold face.
Iâve felt it before, but he really didnât make a deal.
Itâs because whenever a condition was put on me, Richardâs side of the loss was always bigger when the loss was calculated.
âI will tell you where to run.â
Richard stopped laughing.
âIf I was going to run away, it was a place the maid had been to before.â
ââŠWhere have I been?â
âYes. The maze garden in the Marquis.â
I couldnât believe Richardâs words.
It was a completely different plan from the originalâ. Whatâs the point of running there?
âThatâs what I felt the first time I tried to escape, but thereâs something quite mysterious about it.â
âThere seems to be a travel portal.â
At Richardâs words, I frowned.
âIsnât that the imperial family authority?
The travel portal can only be owned and managed by the imperial family. But the fact that it is in the Marquisâ.
Somehow, I can understand how much effort he was putting into the maze garden.
âThe portal was hidden so that no one could access it. So it was quite difficult to decipher the magic.â
âWhy on earth did the Marquis Evantes make such a travel portal?
It would be quite dangerous if caught, but I couldnât understand it.
âSo youâre going to run away there?â
âI think that would be more efficient.â
ââŠYou failed last time, is it okay?â
Richard looked at me with a mysterious expression.
Every time he failed to escape, the cause was always me. I laughed awkwardly.
âThen call my name now, Rosie.â
Richard said as if he was waiting.
I had always thought about calling, but this was the first time I called him myself, so it was a little strange.
When I try to say it with my mouth, I suppose thatâs how it sounds, but Richardâs eyes became really big when he heard it.
Then he smiled softly as the ice melted and flowers bloomed. Really pretty.
âCall me one more time.â
I wish I could do it once.
I donât want to call it because itâs awkward.
Richard laughed as if my reaction was funny.
But at the same time, he looked disappointed.
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