CHAPTER 6
Nympha is currently pissed when she can not even see the person who made her feel like this. This was one of the few times where someone is forcing her take on something.
When she just started crawling, her elder sister already started to lecture her on posture and etiquettes. According to her sister Sheila's tea time stories, she was thinking of making her start the moment she was able to walk in two feet, but she rethinked and told her maybe the earlier, the better.
At that time, she can only be forced to do so even though she felt it was a ridiculous that a newly crawling baby even has techniques to seduce people.
This was the first time, she was able to cross path with the craziness shrouding the whole family, that she already believed this fact even before his imprisoned father told his anger to the family, he would keep calling the bloodline of Hareths crazy everytime.
And this time, she was forced to take on a gift from a person who lacked sincerety in his preparation.
As a person who usually takes gifts that are prepared extravagantly and are wrapped meticulously by people who fell for her charms, she is disappointed by the lacking meticulousness not parring with the extravagance of the materials used.
She felt that the rope processed by the elf tree, the effort of the workers who made and designed the well, and even the beauty of the blooming rose went to waste because of thorns that pricked her fingers.
She hates wounds and pain the most, so she suspected that the person who give her this ugly gift was someone who doesn't know her at all.
She can only wear a crooked smile as she left in grimace while holding her peculiar umbrella and.. a bouquet of blue and purple roses.
She went back to her mother who was still leaning on the couch while also holding documents to read.
"Matriach."
Her call interrupted Seline as she raised her head to see her daughter wearing an unhappy expression, but what caught her questioning eyes more specifically was the thing she was holding.
"Hm? What, Undine, what's up with that bouquet, did you met a suitor while you were out in the garden?"
'Well, I dont know either, the suitor was a d*mn well.'
"Matriach, I want to go back to the territory."
"Go back?.. Right now?"
She was going to respond yes when she thought about the reason she went out to take a stroll in the rose garden.
She sat down in annoyance and just let out a repressed sigh.
"No, tommorow afternoon, I'll depart by then immediately."
At the very least, she has to get basic information face to face with the heroine who is going to be her nemises from now on. She have this instinct that maybe cleaning her up more organizedly would benefit her more insted of doing a disaster of killing her immediately.
She believes in her intuition that helped her multiple times to avoid a complete end.
It's the greatest golden finger she was given even if the will of the world disliked her.
"Just what made you this unhappy that you want to leave? Didn't we just arrived here this morning."
"It's nothing great, just please order the servants for my departure tomorrow, all the beefs here makes me want to leave already."
"Is it the maid? I can just settle her for you."
"No. It's the suitor."
"... Well, if you insist."
She was a bit speechless with the rude answer as she looked at the roses in the table again. It was the first time she saw her daughter unable to settle a suitor properly, she got interested in this person who made her daughter this uneasy just because of one meeting in a garden.
'She's quite annoyed, how amusing is this person. Or maybe, it's one of those four. Tsk. Tsk. I guess she needs more training if she wants to climb my position.'
Nympha Hareth, as expected you still look way too pretty for this world even after a sleep.
Nympha was admiring herself early in the morning while looking in the mirror reflecting the figure of an enchanting woman in a silk robe. This time, it was without the mask.
The girl was tall even among proud women, the face shape was great and her eyes were deep. Her hair was a bit messy but it looks more seducing that way.
The girl's posture was refined proud and elegant. She let out her mountainous chest proudly and her hips and shoulder were naturally positioned back.
She smiled and the red lips were arched in a teasing way. She looked at her eyes that was foxy and the pupils that were deep like the mysterious cosmos. Her eyebrows too were thin and shaped in a sharp upward just like a sword. These two features were a gene inheretance from his father.
When she see her face like this, she has a lot of inherentance from her father who is imprisoned below the main mansion, at the same time she was relieved because she still has differences with the twin brother who she would never admit as a twin, it was a disgrace.
She remembered when they officially first met, when they have more similarities than shown outside, they were both disgusted, because she saw a copy that she never wanted,just like how he felt.
Frowning, she just took her mask and put it back her face to prepare for the schedule she planed to do. Visiting the heroine.
END..