Calen Castle
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Why did the daughter of the viscount's family arrest me less than a day after I arrived at Calen Castle?
I didn't steal your rice bowl.
She did not understand who, why and for what purpose they went so far as to arrest such a useless maiden as herself.
‘Oh, she was assigned to be His Highness’ maid instead of me?’
Juliet nodded unconsciously, remembering Anna, who had thrown Nicole out of Harrods Street with a lie.
‘I see, she did it.
So she could talk to Sir Albert, but why did she do that?
I wanted to get back to Harrods Street quickly.
Oh, I'm hungry.
You son of a bitch, damn dog!’
Her stomach, which had been empty since lunch, suddenly made a loud sound that she was suffocating with sadness.
However, she could not escape this dark reality by crying.
Unless a witness came forward, she didn't know what punishment she would face for harming a noble woman.
Frustrated, Juliet began to worry.
‘Would it be better if I said I was the marquis’s illegitimate daughter?
I decided to live as an outsider and never met him, but now that something dangerous has happened, I can only support this half with aristocratic blood.
But would he listen to me if I asked for help, especially when he came here with his beloved daughter?'
She leaned against the cold prison wall in a gloomy mood, thinking about asking for help as a last resort from the marquis who had also gone to Castle Calen.
She thought it was very difficult for a commoner to live in this social status system, which had nothing and no origin.
While Juliet was frustrated, the beaten Sylvia spoke to Baroness Lanolf.
“Yes, you did well.
As soon as she finishes, I will look at the opportunity and place her in the role of His Highness's maid.”
Sylvia smiled delightedly at Pamela's promise.
Six months have passed since she was chosen by Baroness Lanolf, who had close ties to her mother, to enter Castle Calen.
The only purpose that the daughter of a rich and unassuming Viscount family had applied as a maid was not an important position in noble society.
It was to be closer to him, the noble Masques Bertino and prince of Austern.
Pamela, who was aware of Sylvia's inner feelings, imposed a condition on her a few hours ago.
If she helped with his plan, she would give him the position of the Prince's maid.
The Baroness said: "If Jeff is absent due to an accident and even the girl is expelled, it will be difficult for Sir Albert to immediately get a maid or maid with a certain status, so I will recommend her."
Viscount Chaister's family was one of the knights who supported the prince's maternal ancestor, the 1st Marquess Bertino, when he performed brilliantly in the great war of four hundred years ago.
Due to her family, Prince Killian would believe and accept her as his maid.
Sylvia, who wanted the seat of a private maid who would follow him to Austern, not a maid who had to look at him from afar every time he visited Castle Calen, agreed with Pamela, who wanted to plant her right arm on the Prince, and so Juliet was falsely accused.
Pamela smiled in satisfaction after looking at Sylvia.
Even though she couldn't expel Sir Albert, who criticized her for no reason in every case, with so much guilt, she thought that she could lower His Highness's faith in him more and more by taking advantage of this opportunity.
If Sylvia was in the prince's eyes, or even if not, she might have a chance of hastening old Albert's retirement if she gained his trust as an individual maid.
Pamela waited for this to reach the prince's ears and calculated when it would be most effective for her to visit him.
“Your Highness, you did well to be patient.
I was very happy that you remembered my advice.
Prince Francis should arrive in a few days.
I ask you to consider me, so that Lady Anais does not give Prince Francis space.
Killian spoke cynically to Adam, who pestered him as soon as he finished dinner and headed towards the Oval Office.
“It’s a good thing that even the Count seems to be in a good mood.”“Your Highness, if you want me to feel better, you can get engaged to Lady Anais and climb into the Crown Prince’s chair right now.”
Despite Killian's sarcastic comments, Oswald stepped in to lighten the mood while Adam was still smiling, “Well, now, I'd like to finish talking about this afternoon's start.
You’re saying we should get rid of the front wall of the new jewelry store and make it glass, right?”
“That's right.
The stores are in the capitals of each country.
First, we will set up one in Austern and Vicern, and here in Ricaren, and then we will observe the sales trend and open the rest.”
Valerian, stay here and find out, Oswald in Vicern and Adam in Austern.
”
“It’s going to be hard to spend the summer in Bertino, there are so many things to do this year,” Adam told the prince.
“But I’m really happy that we can make it easier when Magic Square is restored in a few months.”
At Valerian’s words, Oswald enthusiastically agreed: “It’s a relief!
This Oswald, who was supposed to be leading Austern's tendencies, was supposed to be at Bertino for half a year; so this is what the Imperial Castle costumes look like.
Do you know how surprised I was when I went to Her Majesty's birthday banquet this spring?
They were still hanging up those ridiculous heavy crinkle decorations that were popular last spring.
Even the affected people in Vicern will not maintain this loyalty in a fashion.
“Yes, I am very happy to hear that.
I no longer have to suffer with the Marquis, who finds himself bored every day.” He nodded as if he were truly lucky to see Oswald ripping ribbon ties in a fit of exaltation.
Adam was smiling, accepting Valerian's words, and suddenly Albert came in with an urgent knock.
“Your Highness.” Albert opened the door and entered, perplexed as to how to report what had been reported by a knight.
The maid, whom he seemed to like, was suddenly taken to the underground prison, and his heart trembled at the thought of the prince's anger.
He was even more embarrassed because she did not look like Jeff and, despite her ugly appearance, was not frivolous or condescending in her belief in her status as the prince's maid, contrary to the stipulated charges.
While Albert hesitated and didn't know what to do, he was completely oblivious to the plot that had involved a girl who was just a maid, and Killian urged him, “What the hell is going on?
Has Prince Francis arrived yet?”
“No, Your Highness.
Juliet is in the underground prison now, accused of assaulting an aristocrat.”
“What do you mean by that?” Killian frowned at Albert's words.
“Julieta is not such a maid to beat a woman.
Also, she hit a noblewoman?
What nonsense is this?”
Seeing the silver eyes darkened by the evidence of discomfort, Albert raised his hands as if to calm him and quickly relayed the rest of the report.
“That’s just… The beaten woman is Sylvia Chaister, the second daughter of Viscount Chaister.
The maid testified that Julieta attacked her.
Others were not there, and the person who was shot pointed at Juliet immediately, and she was taken to the underground prison, where she was confined.”
Sa-chan
Sa-chan
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