In her nightgown, Francheska has been walking in circles inside the room for awhile now.

"What should I do? Should I just go sneak into her room? Or... should I just wait for tomorrow?"

Stopping on her tracks, she glance at the door of her room.

She couldn't stop thinking about their conversation from awhile back in the garden. Josephine mentioned about being saved by a boy with dark purple hair, and golden eyes, there is no doubt about it. Francheska knew about that boy, that was Gerald Jon Asopher, the crown prince.

Walking back to her desk with the papers she have recently written.

Francheska remembered how her best friend told her how every male lead really has a back story with the female lead that would strengthen their bond, and later help the plot in making the two leads closer.

Francheska smiled at the thought, it's something would be really easy, for this world have been build for both of them. It would be a piece of cake! Making a spark for the both of them is already not hers to make. They will still be together in the end.

Wait...

no... then me, I will still also die in the end! M- my head would be chop off again...

No, of course I shouldn't think about the female lead nor about the crown prince. This is my third life, and the past lives that I have done was only following the words of the people that deceived me. It's time for me to be selfish and set myself free from this suffering.

Tomorrow, I have to do something that would make Josephine to hate me. It's better to cut my relations with the female lead before I get played straight to my death.

With her finals thoughts, she burn the papers with the lamps' fire. Even tho no one would really understood her writing and the language she used. She still can't be carefree, the adults will surely consider that they are just scribbles, and would later brush it off as a child's imagination. She still remember her mentor's words like it was yesterday...

'You're not just a kid, but the person who will marry the crown prince.'

Thomas, is right. She's not just a 'kid', she is born to be the empress that would lead the empire for many generations. She shouldn't have weaknesses hold her down, and that is to get the female lead naturally hate her.

Francheska blow the fire in the lamp off, as she headed to her bed for a good night sleep.

The day came, as Shelly opened the curtain to wake the child sleeping comfortably.

"My lady, its morning. Please get up it's time to wash, and I'll ready the dresses you would want to wear."

Hearing the words from Shelly, Francheska obeyed her and get ready for the day.

Walking down the hall in the early morning, she saw all the people busy cleaning. Making eat nook and cranny shiny without any speck of dust. Even know how to handle fragile objects with ease, they must have serve the Galkien family for many years now.

They must pay them with enough salary, I guess... or it's the other way around.

The door on her left suddenly open, which made the wondering lady's shoulder jump. Stopping in her tracks, she waited whoever's is gonna appear out of the door.

With the maids standing out to hold the door. The familiar greenette she saw yesterday came into view, as well her sky like eyes locked with hers.

"It's a lovely morning, isn't it my lady?" She gracefully greeted to Francheska.

"Indeed, it is a lovely morning."

Francheska still couldn't understand the female lead.

Why did she made all the trouble to just befriend me? Is it because I'm from a well known family? Or because the people who adopt her pushed her to have connections with me?

Either way, I am going to draw the line of our roles. I can't get myself involved with the female lead. But how am I gonna break her heart? From yesterday's meeting, she is really innocent... ack! I'm still a child, I can do this! I will show bratty behaviors!

The breakfast was okay, everything was prepared really well. Francheska could tell how the people behind the kitchen were serious, and the Galkien family reacts to the food, especially Rachel who wants to inhale everything in one breath.

Truthfully, Francheska also want to detangle her relationship with Rachel. It is not because of her name, or her friendship with the female lead. She doesn't want Rachel to be in a tight spot when she has defend or choose one of them.

"My lady--"

"----"

"Ahh! I meant, Francheska. What do you want to do today?"

What I want to do.... then let's do some minor doings for now...

"Teach me how to do embroidery, So I can brag them about it!"

"Then I'm happy for your passion, lady Francheska!"

"----"

"'Them'? you dont even have anyone to brag about..."

"Rachel!"

"What!? Ow!! Its true tho!"

Rachel smoothed her side rib where she got hit by Francheska's elbow.

This brat! She's way too blunt for her age, I might lose to her at this point of being rude.

With the passion burning inside Josephine's heart, she agreed without any second thoughts of what Francheska said.

Inside the well lit room of the Galkien house, beautiful silks and complete sewing supplies can be seen displayed on the desk.

With Josephine encouraging Francheska to pick her silks and thread. Francheska could only think of wicked ways to discourage the female lead.

"AAAUUUGGGHHHH"

"----!"

The two girls flinched as they heard the loud grunt came out of Rachel.

"I already know how to do this, I will go check the kitchen and find joy there."

Rachel put her things down the table, standing off her seat as she walk her way to the door.

"Uumm-- Have f-fun!"

"Tell them to bake more cookies."

Thank you Rachel for leaving me alone with the female lead. I can now operate my plan without worrying about your straightforwardness.

"Oh my, I forgot to tell you. You shouldn't make the thread longer it will be hard for you move."

"Is that so... I thought it would make much things more easier..."

"Its fine my lady, it's my fault for not telling."

If Rachel was still here. She would probably tell how stupid or how miracle it is for me to act dumb... thank god for how the author made the female lead's innocence.

Josephine telling her what she should do. Francheska acted like rookie, as she forcefully failed to pierce through the fabric.

Pulling the thread until she can feel it lock, Fracheska obviously lead the needle close to Josephine.

"AAACCCKK!!"

"----!!"

Francheska turned her direction to Josephine, who is covering her face with two hands.

There was only one thing the culprit could think...

Did it work...?