"Ummm ... m-madam a-are you alright? Should I get you a doctor?" Clara cried out. Adriana for the first time after waking up realised that something was wrong, something that should not be felt was felt and something that should not be said has been...
I realised that I never lost my composure as a Duchess and always maintained my dignity and grace no matter the situation that made most noblewomen see me as their model. But I somehow lost my composure. But who cares about dignity and pride when I'm already dead.
Wait did Clara just said something about calling for a doctor. Why would a dead person need a doctor. No more importantly, is this afterlife? Am I in heaven or in hell. Since Clara is here this should definitely be heaven. There's no way a sweet child like Clara would be in hell. Yes this is heaven, i-it should be right? It's not like I'm not confident about being in heaven... no how can I be in heaven after what I've done to my daughter.
Argh... have I dragged this poor child into hell too. Ahh how shameless of me to drag the innocent child here. Poor Clara instead of being angry at me she still cares about me.
"Umm madam, are you alright? No Jessy summon the doctor immediately" Adriana finally came to her senses and asked, " Clara dear why would you call for a doctor? Does Hell have doctors too? And did you just say Jessy? Is that child here as well? "
"Madam, what are you talking about? What hell?" Has her madam finally lost it. I know that master is a bit rude... no not a bit but totally rude and hateful towards Madam, but what does her getting married to him got anything to do with getting in the way of marrying the love of his life, she's already a married woman, and his family is the one who asked for this marriage and not my lady... ahh my madam.
My madam was the loveliest and kind lady and many asked for her hand in marriage but she was never interested in love or marriage. No it's not like she was never interested in them but the target of her affections were.... what can I say.... an inanimate sword? Well because of her wierd tastes the Count and Countess Valencia were quite worried.
But on a fateful day, Madam saw Master showing off his skill in front of a few people. Had my mistress not been enamored with his swordsmanship, she would have noticed that he was showing off to the woman he dearly loves but never loved back. The Count seeing that his youngest and only daughter finally having feelings like a normal human immediately agreed to the marriage betrothal.
My lady who at that time was only concerned about the sword never knew anything about that man except his name and swordsmanship, and knew nothing about him pursuing another woman or what his thoughts about their marriage were.
Only my older sister Jessy and I know that what my lady wanted was to spar with him. And my lady is the most peculiar person I've met. As long as she puts on a dress she is the most elegant and beautiful lady in all the Kingdom. But once she held the sword she becomes an unruly person?
I'm not sure how to properly describe her, it's like she becomes another person. Must be because she joined the mercenaries to improve her skills or whatever she said. It's been so long since I heard her talk like that and loose her composure. I wonder who my lady- no madam called a brat? Is it Master?