
"Madam, the group of men who are crazy about you are already lined up at the door!"
Margaret, just like any ordinary day, was always busy every morning with a glass of milk and the latest edition of the newspaper in both hands. His eyes scanned every inch of the writing, quite surprised to know that soon their king would be replaced with his crown son.
Without caring about Sese's bewildered screeches, Margaret hurriedly moved to find her servant — who was more like a friend— who was already on standby at their doorstep.
"See, Sese. Take a look at this. You won't believe it!" He handed over the newspaper containing the important article with a happy expression not playing.
"Mrs, sorry. Not the time we think about the news out there when in front of our house is currently being—"
"King Hudson, Duke of Lumiere's brother is dead!" cut Margaret in spirit.
"Lifted, yeah. Oh— wait— what?! How can?!" Sese glared in disbelief.
"It will be soon that the Crown Prince will ascend to the throne" Margaret told him again, with sparkling eyes. "Then guess who's gonna be our new queen?"
"Madam, if told to guess, where do I know. As a young man, I have only served you until now. Names of nobles, I tid—"
"Eve, Sese. Eve. The day after tomorrow, she will be crowned Queen of Sasania!" margaret's strangulation was unbearable.
"really? You're not lying?!"
Sese, yelled with excitement to the point that a tearful feather fell from her eye patch. The two women hugged tightly while jumping with joy. They couldn't have expected, Eve could have come this far. Choosing his own path of destiny and also choosing his own soul mate.
Eve would not be the princess of a neighboring kingdom, for she would be the queen of her own kingdom.
Eve also did not need to settle in Brodsway, because both the country and her own country, Eve had both.
"As a sign of gratitude, we must make a great celebration!" Margaret was still passionate, but now she was not alone.
"True, one village should also celebrate this. And most importantly, it was time for people to know who Eve really was. She was no ordinary girl, but a queen candidate! Jesus, the little Eve who used to cry because of the Garlein's every day, who would have thought that she would be the leader of this country!"
"Our little girl is an adult. Honestly, I really want to meet—"
"Mrs Margaret, is your situation inside alright? We heard there was a big commotion! If there's anything, please call me!"
Their pleasure was interrupted by the knock of the door from the outside. Ah, Sese forgot them for a moment. The more days, the number of men Margaret admire the more. But until now, the duchess is still reluctant to get to know a new man.
"Mrs, what about them?"
"Excite," asked Margaret, pestering. "If left unchecked, until noon they remain at home standing outside."
Margaret intended to sit back in her chair to re-observe Eve's news through the newspapers. He wants to know a lot, even though Eve has not been able to visit him. Margaret could understand that. Considering she was about to become queen, surely the preparations for the coronation and the wedding party had haunted her right in plain sight.
Margaret, who was once a duchess, knew what a drag was all about. Especially Eve.
"Mrs, madam!"
Sese's call again caught Margaret's attention.
"Someone who claimed to be carrying a message from Eve was standing at the door. When I let her go, she refused. He said he didn't want to open the door unless it was you."
If proven to be a lie, Margaret would not hesitate to kick her crotch. Promises.
Margaret got back up from her seat and ran a little towards the door. Without checking through the window, just push the door handle down. But, after knowing who it was, Margaret was silent. Let alone the guilt-ridden expression that was clearly imprinted on her face, was truly stifling to Margaret.
"Hello ... The duchess. How are you?"
Margaret raised her expression and turned back to close the door a little louder. The small door was locked, right in front of Zachary's face, who was shocked by the unfriendly deeds he had received.
Zachary sighed. He has given up the dukedom to Declan, and has also taken care of Lady Britney — until the end of his life— well. Task finished. He should have fought for his love here again.
Despite the thousands of rejections from Margaret, it doesn't matter. For in the past, there were countless as many sins Zachary had for him. Her special woman who for whatever time, never separated from the heart also her mind as strong as any Zachary tried to lie to himself.
"Oi, you snatched the queue."
Zachary looked back. He stared intently at the row of comfortable men standing in front of his wife's house. Especially the one who just rebuked him. A bloated man who was only Zachary's shoulder height, he looked nothing.
Handsome neither.
"Who dare you rebuke me?"
"Well, don't you know who I am?" The bloated man laughed to the point that his stomach swayed up and down. "Include me, I'm Mr. Bassets*. I used to be Eve's favorite homeroom teacher before she moved in with her father. Oh, or maybe you don't know who Eve is?! You son of a bitch, if you like someone, you better get to know the rest of his family!"
He laughed again. Zachary was sick of hearing his ugly voice. Therefore, it only requires a little energy by clenching your hands, Mr. Basset was successfully made sprawled on the ground. A playful fist —according to Zachary— managed to nest right on his left cheek.
"Do you know Eve's full name?" Zachary lowered his head, his eyes that had long implied sinister emotions, were certainly not an ordinary thing that Mr. Basset.
The bloated man shivered with fear as he easily pulled his collar, which had neat folds to meet Margaret. In an instant, his appearance changed disheveled.
"Lady Luvena Calistee Lumiera. The youngest daughter of the Duke of Lumiere who will soon become queen along with her future husband, the Crown Prince. That one fact, do you know it?"
Mr. Basset. "T-no .. I b-really t-don't know," she replied trembling.
"Then, now you understand, right. What kind of status do you want to approach right now?"
Zachary hasn't let go of his grip on the man's shirt.
Mr. Basset hurriedly nodded quickly. For a moment he glanced back, why did no one dare to help him from the horrifying man.
"And let me tell you one more fact. Margaret's not a single woman so you can compete for her. There is still me, her legal husband and no divorce papers between us. To this day. Whoever it is, if you want to take Margaret away from me, come and face me!"
Margaret's group of fans fell silent. Look at each other to think about when the best time to get away is as fast as possible. If Eve is the daughter of the Duke of Lumiere and Margaret is the rightful duchess, then this person standing before them is none other than....
"I. Zachary Lumiero won't let you set foot here again. If tomorrow-tomorrow you still insist and come again, don't blame me if you go home in a state of broken bones!"
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*Eve's most avoided teacher. Its existence in this story was mentioned a little in episode 3
the other extra part is waiting, remember this is random. There seems to be no telling of Lucas-Eve anymore, if anything, at most in his narrative. Awaited, yaa💖