Hearing her suggestion, Adrian snapped back and nodded before he bowed, "I will prepare a carriage for you then."
Emma quickly shook her head, "No! I-I mean garden, yes let's go to the garden!"
Adrian blinked his eyes👁️👄👁️ at her before nodding, "Oh I see, my apologies for the misunderstanding."
She sobbed in her heart, 'I want to go home...'
The two headed out of her room and walked into the garden. Emma couldn't mask her admiration for the garden. It was absolutely beautiful, colours so vivid and bright yet it never seemed to be clashing against one another. She could tell the gardener of this household truly cared and tended to the flowers.
'I salute you Mr gardener.'
She began to walk around the garden, finding everything fascinating. She never exactly wrote how Emma's household looked other than saying it was beautiful that even people who visited would always try to stay longer because of how beautiful this place was.
"Seems like writing how beautiful it was worked.." Emma mumbled quietly to herself, brushing her finger lightly on the flowers.
Then she felt something touch against her finger. Emma looked down at it and realised she had pricked herself with a thorn. The blood was oozing out but it wasn't severe since it was only a thorn.
"Milady are you okay?" Adrian asked, taking out his handkerchief out from his jacket's breast pocket.
He was about to wipe the blood off her finger when Emma instinctively sucked on her finger. She paid no mind to it but noticing how shocked Adrian looked, she realised what she had done without knowing.
'....Fuck'!heheheee
Quickly, she took her finger out from her mouth and nervously smiled,
"Uh..let's go back inside and clean this wound." Emma spoke trying to avert the attention to something else.
Before he could respond back, she already fled back inside, cursing herself in the heart for being so foolish and doing the habits she had before this. A maid then helped her clean the wound and placed a tiny band aid. She mumbled a small 'thank you' and she saw the surprised look she had on her face.
After that, the whole day she decided not to leave the room and gather all her thoughts together. She had to plan further ahead on what she should do next or else she really will die.
Adrian wasn't standing too far or close from Emma, the perfect distance between them. She sat at her desk, taking some papers, a fountain ink pen and wrote down her thoughts on it.
Since Adrian was the creator of this world, she knew the settings and history of it. She wrote down everything she knew and remembered down on the paper including every character she had created and their backstory.
She didn't need to worry about Adrian looking and trying to read it since the language here is different. Once she was done writing everything down, she stared at it before nodding in satisfaction, putting it into her desk drawer.
She got up and stretched her body before looking out the window. The sun was setting, a mixture of orange, yellow and red, creating a beautiful ombre in the sky. Emma admired the view for a while before Adrian said he would head out to prepare the bath for her.
Nodding, Emma muttered out, "Thank you."
Adrian didn't say anything and bowed, leaving her room. When the doors shut, she exhaled a loud sigh, slouching her shoulders. It was only a day and she already felt so exhausted. She felt that she really took her life for granted before coming to this world.
Not long after, Adrian came back to inform her about the bath. Emma made her way to the bathroom and took her time soaking in the nice warm water. Thankfully when she asked the maids to let her bath alone, they said nothing and left without a question. Emma blew bubbles into the water, letting her muscles relax into it.
She returned back to her room after a nice long bath, wrapped in a long bathrobe and her hair wrapped in a towel.
She sat down in front of the vanity and dried her hair with the towel that wrapped around her head.
"Milady I can do it for you." Adrian said, stepping closer.
Emma looked at him through the mirror and nodded, "Ah alright."
He took the towel from her hands and gently dried her hair, massaging her scalp at the same time. Her eyes fluttered shut, enjoying this moment of being pampered. She completely forgot that she was a noble with privileges.
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Adrian watched Emma with hawk eyes. Her eyes were closed shut and a relaxed smile plastered on her face. He narrowed his eyes, observing her more.
Since yesterday, she has been acting unusual and even today she was writing in an odd language that he had never seen before. Adrian had his suspicions but decided not to say anything until he could confirm something was odd about the person he was serving.
"This feels nice...." she mumbled softly as if she was talking to herself.
The only thing Adrian could comment about his milady was that she was acting weird. The milady he knew never acted like this. He made a mental note to observe her even more closely.
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