"W-w-whiskey!? V-Vodka? Mademoiselle-?" the coachman stared at me stupidly. I tilted my head and cursed myself inside my head. Haha... did not mean that! I slapped myself- my previous self used to drink these. Though it was not wrong for women to drink these, it was considered inappropriate before marriage.
Tch... my luck.
"S-sorry, I just said it on impulse..." I say hitting my lips and looking around to see if anyone heard that.
"The Bar-??" the coachman looked like he wanted to faint. His complexion paled. Not good. My stupid mouth. Well again, it was all BECAUSE OF SOME DAMN Emperor's freaking orders! Ooof! My mentality!
"Vodka? Whiskey?" someone behind me muttered. I turned to see a familiar face. I was in shock right after. Damn... me and my big freaking mouth! I bit my lip as I noticed Duke Valerius and the Archduke behind him.
Tch. Caught in the act.
What a horrible day! I screamed inside my head. Just in case of a mental break-down, I unconsciously replied, and now more blood pressure comes pulling out my way. I clenched my fists. Yahoo... I am dead. So dead. -_-
"Ah, Duke Valerius, please do not get a wrong idea," I say as I plaster a fake smile on my face.
"Mmh..." he said studying into my eyes. Duke Valerius was a middle-aged, strict man who was well-versed in rules of the Dukedom, experienced, I should say. He's terrifying. Don't get on his bad side.
"It was just a favor for my friend, Male friend," I lie.
Stop staring you ****! I complain as my smile twitches and I switch my look towards the Archduke and continue smiling.
"..." the Archduke says nothing and walks away towards his horse, and Duke Valerius nods and gets up on his horse. They both have nothing to reply to my #beautiful face. Haha! Got 'em!
...
"Mademoiselle... who- who is this male friend of yours??" the coachman unconsciously asked as he stared at me. I smiled at him and said:
"Oh... just a small present for Fake God..." I unconsciously mutter.
"F-fake God?" the coachman says. I bit my lips. Ah... I was used to this man taking me everywhere I went in my previous life that I completely forgot about this part. He isn't the same man from my past life anymore. And I vowed to never do bad things anymore.
"Nevermind, it's just a souvenir for an unwelcomed guest," I say clarifying. The coachman nods as he opens the door of the carriage. Just as I was about to go inside, I gave the coachman a deathly glare and a sweet smile and warned him:
"Remember... none of this what happened today goes out. Or else..."
My eyes sharpened as I gave him a sharp look. The coachman had a pale expression of himself, his hands trembling. Ah... Tch...
Poor thing. I think I have scared him. Well... Bonus Point for Evil Queen.
"Just kidding, let's go home. Make sure that none of this reaches the Butler's ears!" I said with a playful smile and closed the door behind me.
"Y-Yes Mademoiselle! I promise!" the coachman says as he salutes. I smile. Hahaha... hopefully. But I miss my whiskey. Ah...