"Be careful, Prince!'' Mr. Gilbert took two steps back, but did not bother to pick up the fallen luggage.
"This man...!"_
Prince Lexius face darkened and he lowered his head for a moment while suppressing his anger and glared at Mr. Gilbert. Prince Lexius had the impression that Mr. Gilbert wanted to get him out of Constantine.
"What does this person want? Hmm. Does he know the kitchen slave is Princess Darlene? He wants to do something with Princess Darlene?"_ Prince Lexius was angry and he felt that Mr Gilbert was mocking him.
Master Gilbert smiled as if he didn't understand Prince Lexius' expression.
Prince Lexius was very angry and he felt that he was played.
"Can't let it go!"_ Prince Lexius left Mr. Gilbert with an annoyed face.
He went to his guards and spoke to them in a whisper.
A few moments later the guards mounted their horses and set off.
Master Gilbert was surprised and asked, "Prince Lexius, aren't you home?"
"Why? Did I mention about going home?" Prince Lexius answered with a sinister
Prince Lexius walked past Mr. Gilbert, patted the man's shoulder, smoothed Mr. Gilbert's shirt collar.
"You are too enthusiastic old man!" Prince Lexius said with a mocking smile. Prince Lexius left Mr Gilbert standing alone in the middle of the field.
*""*
Palace of the royal princesses,_
The palace maids hurriedly ran down the palace corridor towards Princess Amora's room.
"Princess Amora...Princess Amora!" said the palace maid said breathlessly.
"Who gave you permission to come in here, huh?" demanded Princess Amora's servant. She was annoyed that the palace ladies acted carelessly and unethically
The palace maid knelt, realizing that she was not Princess Amora's official servant and therefore had no authority to enter the princess's room without permission. But this attitude angered Princess Amora's servant.
Princess Amora waved her hand, told the servant to be quiet.
"Your highness princess Amora, Please forgive me I was too excited…!" the palace maid begged on her knees.
"What's wrong... Ohh!" Princess Amora suddenly remembered that she had assigned the empress's lady-in-waiting to meet Mr. Gilbert.
"What about your assignment?!" Princess Amora asked worriedly, impatient to hear the results.
"Your Highness Princess, I have good news, Prince Lexus has finally postponed his return!" said the palace lady smiling triumphantly.
"Good job!" Princess Amora expressed her satisfaction, took out gold coins and threw them to the palace ladies, who happily accepted them.
"Thank you, noble princess!" The palace ladies glanced around, Princess Amora's servants who were in the room. They looked at the palace ladies with displeased faces.
"You sycophant!"_ they grumbled in their hearts.
**
Garden behind the palace,_
Clara Diana collects dry wood and burns it. Surprised, Mrs. Melani and her servants witnessed the farming skills possessed by the kitchen slave.
Clara Diana, smiling, there's nothing wrong with cleaning the land, cultivating crops and taking care of the garden. Her ancestors were farmers.
In Clara's early years, between the ages of three and five, her grandparents often took her to the fields. In contrast to the 10,000 hectare park, the oil palm plantation in Kalimantan, belonged to the Tokugawa family (Clara Diana's father was of Japanese descent, her mother was of British-Indonesian descent), this palace garden spread over 2 hectares, not a problem for Clara Diana.
Clara Diana remembered her family living in the future, several centuries away from the present.
Clara Diana Disappearing behind the bushes, the girl set fire to the dry grass which caused the fire to spread quickly, devouring the bushes, dead leaves, and trees.
The fire quickly spread, consuming the area under Clara Diana's control. Only the targeted part is cleaned by burning
Witnessing the fire and billowing black smoke, Mrs. Melani and her maid panicked. Pale and confused, Mrs. Melani stood up.
"What happened… This slave… This slave… started the fire on purpose!" shouted the servant in fear.
"That kitchen slave has gone crazy. She committed suicide! She burned herself!" the maid exclaimed again, her face showing horror.
"Help... fire... fire... fire... fire!" the maidservant howled with a loud cry. She didn't want to burn to death.
"Shut up! You're making me panic!" Mrs. Melani shouted loudly. The servant fell silent, shocked. She had never before witnessed an outburst of anger from the graceful Mrs. Melani, let alone screams.
Sweat dripped down Mrs. Melani's beautiful face. She was nervous, very nervous.
"No way... that slave couldn't have survived the fire!" Mrs Melani didn't expect a kitchen slave to do something like that.
Mrs. Melani never imagined that the kitchen slave would dare to commit self-immolation. How was she supposed to explain this in front of Mr. Gilbert?
"Mrs...!" The female servant cried.
***
The garden fire attracted the attention of an elite security force on patrol.
Twenty elite guards had arrived.
"What is wrong?" asked the commander.
"WHO DID THIS?" the man shouted angrily.
Mrs. Melani was confused about what to answer.
"That...!" Mrs. Melani's servant pointed nervously. "That kitchen slave... she committed suicide, set herself on fire!"
"WHAT?!" The elite troop commander was shocked. Just now Master Gilbert ordered him to guard and secure the galley slaves. Now she burned herself? Impossible.
The elite troop commander was nervous, "Call the fire brigade, quickly!" His orders to his members.
"Ready Sir!" The members rushed to leave the place.
The squad commander pointed to the other members.
"You... What are you looking at! Quickly put out the fire, save the kitchen slaves!"
"YES, SIR!"
The palace maid was stunned. She didn't hear wrong, right? The elite army commander wants to save the galley slaves?!
The troops were confused, not carrying tools to extinguish the fire.
"Water! Water! There's water there!"
There is a small pond in this park. But there is only one bucket. What can they do with the bucket?
"Cut down those trees! Stop the spread of the fire!" Commander's orders.
"YES, SIR!!"
The men cut down trees with their swords. No, there are only a few trees to cut down. Other trees have been cut down.
The fire that burned the land was extinguished quickly. The kitchen slave did it! She understands how to control fire?!
The elite troop commander was stunned.
Clara Diana came out of that place, she was fine, her body was not injured or burned, not in the slightest. She put out the fire alone.
This girl amazes people.
They were shocked that Mrs. Melani and her servants felt like they had not stepped on the earth.
***
"Bring the Girl!"
"Yes, Sir!"
The elite royal guards escorted Clara Diana from the back garden of the palace. They are not only like before, now they are kind and even tend to be respectful.
STRANGE!
Clara Diana was confused. Especially Mrs Melani and her servant. They were shocked by the elite troop commander's attitude, as if the man wanted to look after and protect the galley slave.
"Why is it like this!" the female servant bit her lip. The actions of the kitchen slave who set fire to the garden and came out of the fire unharmed, made her seem heroic and made the elite troops respect the kitchen slave.
CAN NOT BE TRUSTED!
Clara Diana walked reluctantly and turned towards the garden which had a distinctive burning smell. She already liked this back garden. She would garden here, just to remember the past with his grandparents. This place would be where she trained herself, recovering her spiritual abilities. Clara Diana's imagination was dashed, she was disappointed.
**"**
Clara Diana was given a temporary resting place in Mrs. Melani's study. There is a room there, Mrs. Melani's private room.
Mrs. Melani was reluctant to accept Clara Diana, but she couldn't refuse because it was the order of the commander of the elite troops, Mr. Leon.
Mrs. Melani was secretly worried. Worried that her place at Mr Gilbert's side would be taken by the slave girl.
How could she not feel worried? The elite troop commander's order was an official signal from Mr. Gilbert that the kitchen slave had been freed, her status was no longer a kitchen slave, she was Mr. Gilbert's personal servant!
Mrs. Melani's female servant gaped at each other in surprise.
"What happened? Why did it happen like this? My world turned upside down!"_
She couldn't believe it. As Mrs. Melani's personal servant, she herself never entered Mrs. Melani's personal space. Now the lowly galley slave is given a luxurious retreat?
This was too surprising, just a few days ago the galley slave was living in Constantine's palace, then suddenly... her fate changed! She's lucky.
The servant held her neck which didn't hurt. Rubbing her eyes, she wasn't dreaming, right? No. This is not a dream. In fact, this made her feel like she was going to vomit blood. She was jealous to death.
"You cunning woman! That news fox planned everything!"_
Mrs Melani felt helpless and frustrated.
However, the woman once again did not dare challenge Mr. Leon's authority.
After Mr. Leon left, Mrs. Melani felt relieved, but she couldn't disturb Clara Diana. Girl The girl locked room. Mrs. Melani's servant was annoyed when she saw the locked room door.