Suddenly Nobles

Misjudged

Eve was so happy when Frederick took her around the big castle. Various unique furniture to antique that never once he met in the Garlein house can now be seen here. For the umpteenth time Eve approached a green ceramic jar that was half the height of her body.

"Uncle Frederick, where does the duke get stuff like this?"

Frederick smiled knotfully. Seeing Eve reminds him of his granddaughter who lives in the suburbs. And it seems they are of the same age. "That's the urn of inheritance, My Lady. It's been there for two generations before the present Duke of Lumiere."

"Well, didn't expect it to be that old," Eve said in admiration. Knowing the age of the jar certainly makes Eve more careful when holding it. Mistakes can break. It does not rule out the possibility that he will be sent back to the village even though he has not even lived a day here.

"How many servants are there, uncle?"

"About a hundred maids were only allowed to work in the kitchen and a hundred and seventy-five male servants."

"If the number of soldiers?"

"Five hundred to stand guard around the building. Rolling from morning, noon, and night."

"just that? What about the special soldiers?"

"Number of special soldiers? I'm sorry, My Lady. The amount should not be disclosed to anyone. This is already a duke's secret that I have to keep to death."

Eve bent her face then walked back behind Frederick. "I should know."

"Why is that?"

"Because I'm the next duke."

"Yes, you— What?!"

"What's with that expression of yours, uncle?" sahut Eve was further upset by Frederick's shock. "Do you doubt me?"

Did Eve not know that Zachary's sudden call was aimed at marrying her to the prince in the other country? Not to fight for power with his other brothers let alone to become a duke. But nevermind. It was not Frederick's duty to tell him. Later Eve will understand by itself from the spicy mouth of the three sons of Lumiere.

Frederick cleared his throat, "I dare not, My Lady."

"Good then. You are the first person I will recruit in my power. Just relax."

Frederick took a breath. Feel sorry for the youngest daughter of the Duke of Lumiere because it has misunderstood the actions of the duke is ambiguous.

"Where are we going after this, uncle?"

"Towards your room, My Lady. Of course."

Eve's move stopped. "Trouble room later. A building this big I must explore so as not to get lost in it. Then, uncle just leave. I want to breathe fresh air in the garden."

Frederick was doubtful. "Aren't you exhausted after a long journey?"

"I was just joking with the three people. I'm not tired." Eve was grinning when Frederick looked at her flatly. Joking is the same as lying.

"Well, you're free to do anything. Then I say goodbye, My Lady."

Frederick looked respectfully. Taking three steps back, she turned around before Eve called back to her.

"Uncle!"

Frederick glanced at him annoyed, "Yes, My Lady?"

"Isn't the way out there?" Eve pointed at the road behind her with an innocent expression while Frederick originally wanted to take the passageway on the right.

"Ah, right. I'm old sometimes this duke's castle is enough to confuse me." Frederick massaged his forehead. Feeling embarrassed because he had lived here not a year two years but decades but Eve who incidentally new people even showed the way to him.

Frederick tried to calm himself down. No problem, this was all due to his poor memory. It's nothing new for him to get lost in this labyrinth-like building.

As it were, once the oar of two three islands was exceeded.

People may judge it unimportant. But for Eve, getting Frederick's support was the same as the jackpot.

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People say, a walk around the park can relieve stress and pressure. That was true when Eve was still living in the village. Although only looking at the tall weeds between sunset, it has made his heart light after tired of activities all day. But this time another. A koi fish pond with a colorful flower garden grew beautifully in one of the gardens within the castle as if it had not been able to calm his heart. But even though the scenery is much more beautiful than the scenery in the village, Eve could not find the calm she was looking for since the beginning set foot here.

It was as if the Lumiere castle was built to unsettle its inhabitants. For Eve, now money is not important. He needs a little freedom.

Seeing the fishes leaping merrily in the water, Eve became interested. He took off his foot. Put his right foot first into the pool at eye level from the ground. Cold and cold approaching. For a moment, Eve could feel relaxed.

"Even."

The shrill call almost made Eve splash freely into the pool. He turned resentful, snickering sinisterly towards the black-blonde man who called out to him. What her name was, Eve did not know and did not care.

"I suspect that you are a demon. Your move doesn't sound at all" said Eve annoyed. "If it had really fallen, I wouldn't hesitate to drown your body in a river full of crocodiles."

Ethan goosebumps. From earlier, the words that were thrown from Eve's mouth were nothing friendly at all. Really rough like a tigress.

"Ah, yes. I told you already. Call me princess. Prin-cess!" press Eve again in a loud voice.

"Princess of where? You're so wild. Unlike a princess, you look like—" Ethan assesses Eve from head to toe. "Female tiger," he muttered softly but again it never escaped Eve's hearing.

"What did you say?!"

"Nothing."

Eve took a breath, then took it out slowly. Patience, yes, patience.

"Your goal here isn't just to argue, is it? What do you want." Eve keeps her voice calm even though her heart says she has to pounce on Ethan's face flat.

"I know what you've done, Eve."

"Master Crocodile, what do you mean?"

Ethan approaches, drawing his brother's hand so Eve's attention is on him. "I mean? You must remember what happened yesterday, right. Whose money have you stolen, bad girl?"

"Money?"

Eve tried to remember and a second later her eyes fumbled.

"Ah, that. Let's just say a little money from you is almsgiving to me," Eve replied casually.

"not money. I asked for the bag."

Eve looked. He watches Ethan's face as a researcher who has just obtained an ancient artifact. "Your name is Declan, right?"

"Declan?"

"I gave the bag to my mother" Eve replied satisfied.

"Take that thing right now, Eve," Ethan growled.

"I want to see. How important your mom is to you. If I were you, having a lot of money and power, without a second thought would go look for mama and put her in a more decent house. Is this how you're filial, Brother Declan?" cerca Eve with a cynical tone at the end of her sentence.

Meanwhile, the real Declan was staring at the two from a distance. Anger at yourself and guilt lurked in the depths of his heart.

What will he do after this? I don't know, Declan himself is still worried.