CHAPTER SEVEN
“My lady, the mat was properly laid out.”
“Thank you, Marielle.”, Roanne gratefully said and sat
down on the mat and started her exercise routine.
Over
the week, she worked on becoming a good master to Lady Beatrice’s personal
maid. Indifferent from the real one, she was not someone who think highly and
arrogant. She knows the importance of building a good and harmonious relationship
with others. She always keeps in mind that whatever the circumstances you are
in, may be bad or good, never forget to put kindness in any way.
“Lady Beatrice.”
“Yes, Marielle.”, as Roanne answered as she stretching her legs on the
mat while bending her upper body to reach her ankle.
“The Marquess Croix came back late at night yesterday.”
Roanne
stopped reaching her ankle. Her body stiffened by its own just hearing the
news given by the maid. “What?”, she said with calm tone. “He’s
here already?”, but her mind screamed.
“The Butler told me to inform you that the Marquess
wanted to have a breakfast with you this morning.”
“Ah… Is that so?”, she responded with low tone, not letting her troubled
heart traced on her face. “That would be nice.”
While
Roanne is stretching her limbs, she tried to remember the memories that she
gained from the body of Lady Beatrice. The memories were somehow hazy and coalesced
by little scenes, even so she was still grateful for having it rather than to
find her way in the dark. “Afterall, I can’t just pretend having lost memory
after just waking up in one morning.”
If
she was right, one of the reasons why the Marquess Croix visited the Imperial
Palace was to attend the monthly special council meeting. However, there was a
memory that she can’t feel any comfort. It was the message left by Marquess to
Lady Beatrice before he left.
“My Beatrice, once I came back, I might have good news
for you that I know how much you were waiting for.”, the Marquess happily informed
the lady.
“For real, father? I am now very excited to hear it”,
with excitement, Lady Beatrice confirming to her father.
“Slowly. My dear, but I am very much sure that it will
only bring happiness on you.”, he said and patted his daughter’s head.
“I can’t wait. Anyway, don’t forget the things I have
requested, Father. I want new dresses if possible, those on trends in capital today,
and also, the shoes and jewelries. That’s all I wish for Father.”
“Of course, for my Beatrice. Nothing in this world, I cannot
give you.”
Lady Beatrice hugged his father and say goodbye.
Marquess Croix, then, went up to his carriage.
She
wondered about the good news that the Marquess was saying back then. After possessing
the body of Lady Beatrice, she couldn’t bring herself at ease at any time. Knowingly that the lady was a total brat, she
knew that the lady’s desires were something so extravagant. “I just hope
that it really is a good news.”
“My Lady, I forgot to tell you that the Marquess
brought a lot of gifts for you from the capital. It will be transferred here in
your room later.”, Marielle
exhilaratingly announced.
“Gifts?”, she
stopped her stretching and turned to look at Marielle.
“Yes, My Lady. You requested it before the Marquess left.
You're very lucky to your father. He really loves you, My Lady.”, she said admirably with her both
hands clasped.
“I can’t wait. Anyway, don’t forget the things I have
requested, Father. I want new dresses if possible, those on trends in capital
today, and also, the shoes and jewelries. That’s all I wish for Father.”
“Ahh.. yes. I forgot. La— I did request that”, she quickly changed her response.
“You forgot, My Lady?”, Marielle asked with confusion. After
realizing her mistake, Marielle lowered her head. “I am sorry for my imprudence
behavior. I shouldn’t ask you that way, My Lady.”
She
smiled by the sudden flustered of the maid even though they were conferred effortlessly
these past days. She mused that it was not easy to accept her sudden change,
and she is well aware of the real reason behind it. Being in this body, she
knew how cruel Lady Beatrice was.
“It is alright, Marielle. I really did forget it. If
it weren’t you, I wouldn’t be reminded. There’s just a lot of things I was sorting
out.”
“Thank you, My Lady.” Hmm.. Sorting out? Marielle chose not to dwell on the
notion of her lady.
“And I am allowing you to ask anything on me, and I will
answer you as long as I can, but if I found it too personal, please understand
if I don’t want to respond to your question.”, she explained with pure intention.
“That was too much for me to take, My Lady, but I am
very grateful to hear it.”
“Like I said last time, I want to change for the better.
Can I have your support, Marielle?”
“Yes, I will, My Lady.”, Marielle exhilaratingly proclaimed.
“Let’s start to build a harmonious relationship,
Marielle.”
“Yes, My Lady.”, with teary eyed, agreed by Marielle.
“Then, will you ready my bath because, in any minute, I’ll
be finished stretching here.”,
she calmly ordered the maid.
“Yes, right away, My Lady.”, Marielle said and slowly stepped
out the room with full of joy.
The
maid never thought that there will be a time that she will be very thankful for
having Lady Beatrice as her master. She remembered her first week with the lady;
without thinking twice, she concluded that it was a real nightmare. Every day
of that week, she thought that her soul will leave her body any moment due to extreme
fear and anxiety towards the lady, but one day, everything changes. She doesn’t
care whatever strange spectacles happened with her lady, as long as these days
will continue. It did become her new hope.
After
taking a bath, Marielle assisted her in dressing up. She picked the simplest
and casual dress of Lady Beatrice. She still not used to wear the corset. “I
think I am going to puke my internal organs before I got to use wearing this
stupid tight corset.”, she complained inwardly.
“My Lady, I will put a light make up on you.”
“I’ll be fine having just powder on my face, Marielle.
I am just going to eat breakfast with father. It is not like a big party.”, she chuckled.
Not
that she was not used wearing make up in her previous life, it’s just that Lady
Beatrice is really extremely beautiful with her long eyelashes, pinky small
lips, snowy white skin, and slender body. She is like a living doll that just having
powder on her face, her beauty will not cease.
Her most favorite part is her eyes pigmented by dark blue-sky color. It emits
a mystic aura that anyone can be drawn by it.
“Yes, My Lady.”, as she agreed. Unlike before, Marielle learned not to
question the changes of the lady silently. She already accepted the declaration of the
lady to change for the better, and no one can decline an offer from their
master to have harmonious relationship with them. It is better to call as an
honor. “Then, what hairstyle would you like today, My Lady?”
“Just let it flow, Marielle.”
“Then, I will make it sure to shine it, My Lady.” Marielle said and gently combed her
hair.
“Everything is done, My Lady. We are just in time for
your breakfast with the Marquess.”
“Thanks for the hard work, Marielle.”
“It will always be my pleasure, My Lady.”
Roanne,
then, stood up and started walking outside the room. Halt.
Her
sudden stop, Marielle worriedly asked. “Is there something wrong, My Lady?”
“Ahm.. Marielle, can you please walk first, and I will
follow you behind.”, she
said in low tone.
Marielle
tilted her head with confusion, but still followed the order of the lady.
Roanne
can’t trust the few flashes of memories that she gained from Lady Beatrice, she
was afraid to move erroneously and only to produce suspicions towards her.
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