The Fake Princess's Soul Contract Duke

Chapter 2: Who am I?

"Mhn...."

Alianora with her body lying on her back, slowly opened her eyes.

The golden light of a huge crystal lamp hung on the ceiling, reflected on his manic that was light blue like a gem.

The morning sunlight that entered through the window and pierced through the transparent white curtain, fell on Alianora's face. The warm glow of light made him slowly open his closed eyes and discover an unfamiliar sight. For a moment, he just lay there doing nothing.

Hm, fire...in the crystal? Kristal...in the fire? Uh, but this is too blinding for fire....The magic? Hm, interesting too.

After hundreds of years of confinement in the underworld, Alianora's picture of the human world was not as clear as it once was, but she could still capture some general details. Unexpectedly, after returning for the first time to the human world again, many things around him were unfamiliar to him.

Alianora could only be slightly amazed by that, hundreds of years passed and everything had changed. Time passes too quickly.

As he was about to get up from his position, his gaze accidentally fell on an intricate pattern engraved right on the floor where he was lying. His hands swept across the pattern, his eyes scouring every corner of the room.

The room was spacious and gold-plated. Padded tables and chairs, king-size beds with thick pink mosquito netting, complete with silver dressers in the corner of the room.

Alianora chuckled softly.

His memories flew back to the figure of the woman who had called him and made a contract with him before this. The noble young lady who looked beautiful and fragile, Alianora did not expect that the weak creature seemed to have such a strong determination that it was able to call her back. It's really incredible.

Heh, brave woman. Even though she was a noble daughter but performing the forbidden ritual in her house was tantamount to death. It seemed like he really did not care about his fate. Haha.

While observing the room, Alianora seemed to catch something interesting from the corner of her eyes. An old book with a brown cover that upside down faces the floor surface.

Alianora narrowed her eyes and was about to grab the book but her eyes suddenly caught a strange thing, making her hand stop in the air.

Huh uh?

His face immediately turned pale. His sky-blue eyes could only stare back, unable to believe what he had just realized.

His throat was dry from exposure to the incoming air from his gaping mouth, Alianora spontaneously gulped.

Maybe he was hallucinating? His mind was not fully conscious after awakening, so somehow he was able to see things that were not.

Alianora slaps her cheek, pokes her eyes, and pokes her arm, but instead of dispelling the hallucinations, she realizes that something is really wrong.

His hand....

Why does his hand look so small?

Seeing that she was not hallucinating, Alianora immediately looked at her legs, fumbling her stomach, her arms, and her face.

Everyone, everything's weird!

"Why...everything is small!?"

Even his voice sounded tall and soft. What the fuck?!

What...incurred a mistake? No, it's impossible, he's done this a thousand times and never made a mistake.

Or the....

!!!

In a matter of seconds, Alianora had already run towards the large one-body mirror located beside the dressing table.

He saw the reflection of his reflection and was instantly shocked to the point of being at a loss for words.

How is something so absurd a reality?!

Right now, inside the mirror, there was a little child who was no more than 10 years old, staring back at him with glaring eyes and gaping mouth. The bluish silver hair that was trimmed to a shoulder, unraveled tangled from his head.

Her delicate and clean facial skin, as well as her large, round eyes, wanted to be seen from any side, this baby doll-like child, was definitely not her!

Alianora patted her cheek and also moved her head to the side. As should be the case, the child in the mirror was also doing the same thing, even mimicking his expression that looked a bit stupid.

He didn't want to admit it but the kid in this mirror is really himself!

Why did this happen?!

If he's in this body, where's his real body?

What the hell is going on?!

Is fate laughing at him now?

"Haha...!"

With her forehead touching the mirror, Alianora laughed bitterly.

"Haa.are you kidding me" he said as he stared at the mirror with a dark face.

He doesn't know.

Totally beyond belief.

He had not expected that an event like this would happen, and this was the first time for him to discover something that was not within his control at all.

As she continued to look at herself in the mirror, Alianora smiled widely.

Making her, the strongest goddess in history, surprised...? Haa...what should he do?

"Heh, I didn't expect that I would say this but.haha.this is really interesting!"

THE HUT!

Suddenly the door of her room was slammed violently featuring a young woman in a maid uniform.

Alianora who was in a good mood, felt a little irritated. Who is so disrespectful to her, Goddess Alianora?

They really want to die.

However, as if unaware of the murderous gaze from Alianora, the servant lady casually entered without saying her excuse, and stood looking at her while holding a tray.

What the fuck?

"Here, take it." the waiter thrust a tray at him.

Alianora stared at the tray containing a plate of porridge before her with twitching eyebrows. Still not understanding of the actions this servant girl had done to him.

Is it because the innocent look of a child makes humans no longer know him?

Alianora's feelings instantly turned ugly.

"Tsk. Miss Thalia, hurry up and grab the food and don't waste my time!"

the woman pushed the tray she was holding towards Alianora, causing the slurry liquid to spill over the white dress she was wearing.

Huh uh?

Wait for.

Thalia?

Thalia La Sheridan's?

Why does this woman call her Thalia?

Regardless of the waiter in front of her, Alianora turned to the mirror to look at her reflection again.

Ha! Now when looked back, this face.silver hair.blue silver eyes that are crystal-like as well as smooth white skin.this is clearly the same as the woman!

Alianora did not respond. He just stood with his head still down.

"Miss-on"

"Haa.", with one rude gesture, Alianora brushed the servant's hand off her shoulder. Trays containing porridge in front of him spilled everywhere.

The woman was shocked as she looked at Alianora with an indescribable gaze.

Unbelievable, that young lady of his, had just brushed her hand aside until it bled.

"What are you doing?!", the servant shouted in anger.

But not hearing the servant woman, Alianora picked up a clean handkerchief on the floor, and used it to clean her hands that were spilled with porridge.

"Who am I?"Alianora cut in an impatient tone.

"I'm sorry?"

"Tch, who am I? Just answer me."

The waiter was astonished by Alianora's question, but without a second thought he answered her spontaneously.

"Your name is Miss Thalia La Sheridan, the first daughter of Duke Sheridan."

Aha, that's right.

The conjecture that Alianora had feared ever since she first heard the maid calling herself, turned out to be completely true.

Like fate sent that woman named Thalia La Sheridan without her guessing.

Now, fate also wants to surprise him again by making it into the body of his own contractor?

Alianora patted her forehead and suddenly smiled widely.

He once again did not know what to say. Everything was too out of control, and it happened too fast.

Ah, how is this...? I can't help my smile....

From his point of view, the maid, who saw Alianora smiling strangely became even more confused.

"Miss, why are you asking such things?"

But Alianora ignored the servant's question, and continued to sink into her own thoughts.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? I don't understand anymore. Look at the mess you've done, everything's falling apart like this because of Miss. What are you gonna do now?"

Despite already using a high voice, Alianora still did not respond, making the waiter even more irritated.

"Miss, let's answer, or I'll tell Mrs Duchess this."

Alianora, "...."

"Miss!"

Alianora, glanced at the maid with a very gripping gaze. The glint of red in her blue silver eyes looked dangerous and stifling, at least that was what the maid felt when she saw the look in her eyes.

"Tch, you're a lot of talk about the size of a lowly man. Don't you see I'm busy right now?"

The servant was shocked to the point of being speechless.

He just stood there looking at Alianora with a look of disbelief, and was only able to see Alianora moving towards the slurry spill on the floor.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned dervish, the maid seemed to be able to feel the temperature dropping as low as it was and it made her body hair stiffen. The bone-chilling cold locked onto every movement of his body until it became stiff.

What's this, everything's normal, but why? Why do I...feel..like this?, the inner servant.

Alianora crouched down in front of the slurry, looking at him for a moment. His expression was not clearly seen because part of his face was covered in hair when he looked down, making the servant even more afraid.

"Who do you think you are, how dare you offer this scornful food to me? Who do you think I am?"

"N-miss Thalia.a-what are you-"

"Thalia? Heh...Thalia, Thalia, I'm not Thalia."

Alianora said it while chuckling softly, but the maid could only feel her bad hair as if it was about to fall out all over. What he had just heard, he did not understand at all.

Miss Thalia in front of him right now was indeed very different from usual.

The clumsy and timid Miss Thalia who didn't even dare to look into the eyes of her own servant.

Miss Thalia is a loner, innocent and stupid.

Obviously compared to all that, the person standing before him right now was nothing more than a stranger, but it was certainly impossible. To be seen from any side, from head to toe, this child is Miss Thalia. So, what did this guy just say?

"Oho, I know,"

Alianora picked up the spoon lying on the floor to scoop up the smelly porridge liquid.

"Current humans already consider garbage to be food, right? Heh, no wonder."

Alianora then approached the servant with a spoon in her hand. His expression was unclear, his face only displayed a slanted smile.

"I thought, when is this going to happen, I didn't think they were self-conscious enough either."

Alianora then stood before the maid, revealing her face which still depicted her slanted smile. Instantly he pulled the collar of the servant's shirt tightly until it made the servant slightly bow. Fortunately the young maid was not too tall so Alianora could do it easily.

"Well, now open your mouth to receive this special breakfast, hm?"

The waiter stared at the horror towards the spoon and also towards Alianora. With great difficulty he forced his body to retreat. Whatever he had in mind at that moment instantly disappeared all.

"N-miss.what's.what's.what's...t-wait...n-miss...!"

"Aaaa..ayo open her mouth...."

alianora said as she pulled the collar of the butler's shirt over to her.

"N-miss.t-wait...ma-excuse me...no!"

"What's this?"

Alianora glanced towards the door of her room to find two foreign figures standing there looking at her. The other was a mature woman, beautiful and elegant, while the other was a cute-faced little girl, with striking blonde hair.

"ah! Brother, why is it so messy like this?", said the little girl while looking at her in surprise.

Huh, who else is this?

"Missy Duchess...."

"What are you doing?"

the woman looked straight at Alianora, her brows furrowing.

Alianora dropped the spoon she was holding onto the floor. He did not say anything, just stared straight at the woman.

In Alianora's heart could only grumble.

Ah that's right.

Just now he wanted to adjust to his current condition, but it seemed like fate did not want him to relax.

Faced directly with figures he did not know, what should he do now?