《The antagonist's daughter》Side story: 1
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My name is Cecilia Owsen, the 5th daughter of the Owsen household ranked as baron. I have four older sisters and one younger sister, you can imagine what my life has been, right? Not only that, but I also have three older brothers who always seem to tease me.
But well, at least we were the kind of nobles that people considered the happy-go-lucky kind. It goes without saying that my parents weren’t one of the corrupt nobles. Why?
We were so poor to the point that we could even be considered commoners, that’s why. To raise 9 children, just how much money was necessary? At one point, they began to sell the furniture that was deemed unnecessary and we were somehow able to get by until all that remained was the house, our beds, the dining table and chairs. I called it a miracle.
Then, a misfortune worse than poverty befell us.
Father had had been promoted by his superior. With his wages increased, we slowly began to regain the life we once had.
Isn’t this a good thing, you ask?
Well, we all thought that until that day came.
Yes, it happened early in the morning when the sun had yet to even rise. We were still asleep when the sound of loud banging against our front door awoke us. ….this is a bit embarrassing, but our house is small, so that’s how we were able to hear it.
With everyone now wide awake from the shock, mother, and my 8 other siblings as well as myself curiously stood on the side as our father went to see who could be visiting.
Father had just barely opened the door when someone kicked it open. Father landed on the floor while still rolling around. ….did I mention that he had a rather round tummy? It’s not caused by over eating, I assure you. …he’s just too lazy to excise.
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After the door was kicked open, a number of soldiers stormed inside without warning and began to run around the house, throwing everything into chaos.
We were too confused and shocked to do anything and just stood there petrified.
The soldiers had an arrest warrant for some reason, saying that we were guilty of a crime and be sentenced to death by the guillotine. And just like that, our entire family got dragged to the capital and was imprisoned.
(Father…what did you do THIS time?)
And seeing that the rest of the family was clueless, no, even my father was clueless mind you. The guard so kindly explained to us why we got arrested.
….apparently, father had partaken in a business involving human trafficking as well as beastkin slavery.
(Father, I know you’re not the smartest person in the world, but did you have to be this gullible!?)
Ahhh…to think that our father got framed yet again. I was skeptical of how we suddenly became this rich, but didn’t think it was this bad. Haaa….how many times does this make? I’m afraid this time it really is over.
Everyone had already given up on hope. At least we weren’t going t be stoned to death, right?
And so, we all waited in despair for our death.
But, on the day we were to be executed, another miracle happened.
Yes, it seems like our name has been cleared. But how? No, who would even care to go to all the trouble?
After I found out, I decided to swear my loyalty to the man who saved me. I was 12 at the time. After we got back home safe and sound, I immediately departed to his house. And thus, I became a maid at that house. Because I was the youngest, I became that man’s daughter’s exclusive maid. I was also trained by my fellow coworkers with the blades to be able to protect the family when the time comes.
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Yes, I thought I would finally lead a peaceful life this time. That’s why, when I finally met her, that man’s daughter, Charlotte Ionesse, I almost died from high blood pressure!
How!? How could this be!? That man, he, he was such a noble person. How, how could SHE possibly be that man’s daughter!? Impossible! No, I will not accept this!
I decided that as her exclusive maid, it was my job to correct her behavior in place of the mother she had lost.
….that was the biggest mistake of my life.
Yes…after that day, I learned to never ever say anything more than needed when with her.
At that time, she was still but a 7 year old girl.
Dear lord in heaven, what will happen to me when she becomes older?
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