If you ask for something more, then there are consequences to be borne, much greater ones.
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The warm air made Jane suddenly wake up with a gasp. She was sweating heavily, gripping the blanket tightly with a feeling of restlessness.
She looks around with fear.
She just had a nightmare in of dying on the gallows in capital city. She was witnessed thousands of people who were angry with her, fire torches and sharp swords, as well as the rope of death in front of her eyes.
Jane rubbed her neck. She felt as though actually being suffocated remnants cords of death. Very real. She was quiet for a while, waiting for her fear to pass.
"Good morning, I see you're awake, Your Grace."
Jane looked a sidelong glance. There were ten maids standing in a row and looking down in her room. Their hair is rolled up on top of their heads with a black ribbon, and they wear the same outfit.
She was in shock for several minutes. She slowly got up and looked at herself in the mirror. Jene bit out at her blank stare.
It's not her.
Shiny black hair, a beautiful face wearing and a luxurious silk nightgown.
Jene saw a situation, the large room, luxurious bed, and maid who had been standing before she evenopened her eyes.
She would not have been able to obtain all of this except her deal with the devil last -night worked. Suddenly realizing the circumstances, Jane grinned.
She is no longer Jane Carter but Lady Irina. No, but Duchess Irina Theodora.
Her dream character.
"Looks like it worked. I'll thank the devil later," she muttered lowly.
"Is there something you want to do first, Your Grace?"
"Prepare a bath of red roses. Also, cinnamon-scented candles. "
In a short period of time, the waiter was shocked. They looked at other maids, who were just as surprised.
"Is there something wrong?"
"No, duchess. It's just that you don't like aromatherapy candles and generally use jasmine in your bath."
'She's wrong.'
Jane choked. She is unable to form a proper sentence without her irritating tongue.
She didn't even think about what the previous owner of this body had done or not done.
"But, we will prepare it, Duchess."
Jane exhaled with relief. She didn't need to explain anymore.
"Is there anything else we need to take care of?"
"No, that is all."
"For your breakfast, Duchess."
Jane fell silent. In her previous life, no maid had asked her what breakfast she wanted. Just food that is already on the table is consumed her.
"Duchess..."
"Just prepare breakfast as usual."
The waiter gave a nod of agreement. They got back to work.
Ophelia was the only one to don't speak. Jane was confident that her personal maid would have the wit to realize that the person seated in front of her was not the actual Duchess Irina Theodora.
"Duchess, did something happen to you last night?" Ophelia asked.
"No, I'm fine. But why do you ask?"
"It's nothing. I'm sorry, Your Grace."
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Jane had never thought herself having the luxury of a breakfast. She has silk dresses and expensive jewelry for her to wear on an every day.
After exchanging lives with the duchess Irina Theodora, Jane enjoyed luxury, delicious food, silver tableware, pricey wine, and dozens of maids under her control.
'This is what is wanted.'
'It's power.'
"Duchess, this afternoon you will attend a tea party hosted Princess Ellena."
The bespectacled maid who had always been beside Duchess Irina spoke out.
Jane nodded. She was still enjoying her breakfast quietly.
Observing Duchess Irina for a long time made Jane was able to identify the people closest to the Duchess, including her shrewd personal maid, Miss Ophelia Masem- a baroness's daughter who had known Irina since they were childhood.
"What time is the party?
"This afternoon. You must bring sweets for Princess Ellena. She like's it. "
Princess Ellena is the second child of Queen Aria Frederick, who is three years younger than Duchess Irina. They have been close since they were childhood because of their close family ties. Likewise, with the crown prince, who was the same age as Duchess Irina.
"I see."
Ophelia said, "And we have a message that 'His Grace' won't be returning in two days."
"Duke?"
Jene had almost forgotten the figure of her husband - Duke Isaac Theodore. A handsome man who has power in the palace. His father, the former Duke Theodore, was the king's brother. Isaac received the title when he passed away.
"Ahh, I see. Is there a problem?"
Duke Isaac visited one of his territories in the south, near the border.
"No, a guards accompanying 'His Grace' said that their journey was impeded because the people southern region's demanded compensation for the damage caused recent monster attack."
Jane nodded in understanding. One of the reasons she wanted position of Duchess Irina because of Duke Isaac's attractive and wealthy appearance, he is also kind-hearted, a perfect plus.
She couldn't wait to think about it.
"Tell the message sender if I receive report, and prepare a luxurious horse carriage for me. I haven't visited the palace in a long time. "
"I understand. The princess and "Her Majesty" will await the arrival of the Duchess..."
At the same time, a servant hurriedly moved in her direction.
"Someone wants to see you, 'Your Grace," a servant shouted.
Jane took a brief break. Put the wine glass down. Who is meeting this early, she wonders. Did this body's owner make a prior promise? Why didn't she remember a single thing about Duchess Irina's previous life? What should she do? Will she be found out? She hasn't even enjoyed her new life. However, she had never even met her spouse, Duke Theodora.
The maid nodded, then opened the door, and Jene stipend. She recognized the figure standing not far from the door, it was the blond hair and sparkling blue eyes she had once liked.
'How did he get to this place.'
"How are you today, Your Grace."
To Be Continued....