"My Rose, you really don't like him?" My father asked me questioningly as we sat face to face from each other.
I bit my lips furiously. Like him? I would rather be dragged to pits of hell than to fall in love with that spiteful little bastard of the Crown Prince!
I hated myself for chasing trash. Though I hated myself more that I could still forgive him.
Why? Why do I love that bastard? I wanted to cry. I wasted my life for him.
Not only that... He hurt my father for a Homewrecker!
"Father. I don't just not like him- I am disgusted..." I say angrily.
"But this letter-" My father says as he shows me an envelop that has the Royal Seal on it. My face paled when I realized that it was the letter to hell.
"That letter- is the root of hell," I mumble under my breath; my father gives me a sad smile as he patted my head.
"My Rose, if you don't want to go then-"
I gulped. I knew how much my father was loyal to the Royal Throne. He would devote the Royal Throne to heart. But it was this Royal Throne who has taken his life.
I felt angry that some Cheating Trash that I have been after for years would actually take the lives of the Innocent for some scheming annoying Homewrecker.
I felt the anger rise up to my nostrils. No, I definitely wanted revenge. I will go to the Party. I will make sure everyone who touched my father will pay the price.
"Never mind father, I will go," I say changing my face.
***
I was walking in the Crest Household Garden. Admiring the flowers that bloomed in the spring. My nursery maid was following me with a bright smile on her face.
"What is it?" I asked Lilla.
"Nothing My Lady," She says as she continues smiling.
"Hmm. Can I ask you something?" I ask her. Lilla doesn't suspect anything which I was going to ask her.
"What is it?" She asks me with a quizzical face.
"Did you know of my mother?" I ask her faintly. Almost whispering in her ears. Lilla pales as she quickly bows frantically.
"I am sorry My Lady! Waaah~ I don't know anything... I can only give you rumors!" Lilla frantically. My eyebrows quirked up.
"Tell me,"
"Not much~ You should ask the HeadMaid!"
"You don't have to sound so desperately apologetic. Swipe that for a mature tone, the only one who should begging is that..." I stopped myself from uttering that man's name. It's truly a curse to even remember!
"Okay!" Lilla said as she switched her pleading look into a confident one.
***
"Ms. Head-Maid," I ask a middle-aged woman with a black bun; The Head Maid jumps up when she realizes me standing there.
"Ah! Miss Lady!" She cries when she sees me with a surprised look.
From rumors alone, I knew that Head Maid was one of the oldest members serving this household. In my previous life, I barely even respected her. And I here I am fretting over my mistakes.
"No need to be surprised, I am here to ask you about something," I say.
She looks like she is about to die in embarrassment.
"Whatever you say, what do you need?"
"I am here to gather information about my mother," I ask. The Head Maid stiffened.
"Lady Angelina?" she asked whispering.
I felt stupid for not knowing my own mother's name.
I nodded at her, "Yes,"
"Are you sure about this?" The Head Maid asked as she leaned into me. I gulped. Why did it feel like a criminal investigation instead?
"She is my mother," I say with an indifferent tone.
"Come here," Head Maid said as she called me over to another room in the Library. I nodded and followed her.
"..."