Dark magic she says...

"I can't say."

"Oh? You don't believe in it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it. I just don't know if it truly exists." Eurielle answered.

"Hmm. I see. You really are interesting, Lady Eurielle! I've always wanted to be friends with you since a long time ago."

Though Abigail's tone was gentle and all, Eurielle felt something amiss. It was like her voice and expression didn't match.

"Some time ago, you treated me harshly whenever I'm around with the prince. You poured tea on me, you embarrass me in tea parties, you even harrass me openly in public. Haha."

Eurielle didn't know how she should interpret Abigail's words.

Maybe she was just recalling all the bad things that the original Eurielle did to her out of jealousy.

Yes. Jealousy is sometimes a serious sin. But the root of that sin is love.

Because the original Eurielle solely loved the prince, it led her to being jealous towards the person whom the prince caed for which wasn't her.

"But Lady Eurielle, you're acting strangely these days." Abigail leaned closer to her.

"...."

Abigail tucked Eurielle's hair behind her ear and chuckled.

"Lady, the prince is mine." She declared.

Of course Eurielle knew that.

Abigail is for the prince and the prince is for Abigail. They're meant for each other.

Like idiots.

"Yes, Lady Abigail. The prince is yours. That's why you're engaged right?"

"...."

Abigail expected Eurielle to react oppositely.

She thought that Eurielle would drop the strong act since she knew that Eurielle truly wanted the prince in the past.

Abigail believed in change. But change doesn't happen overtime.

That's why she became suspicious of Eurielle the first time she saw her some time ago.

She was totally different than she imagined.

Abigail smiled.

"Yes. Lady Eurielle is right. Thank you for congratulating us. It's my pleasure." She blushed.

"No problem."

"You are more than invited in our engagement party. It's two weeks from now."

"I understand."

Few moments later, the maid that Abigail commanded earlier finally arrived.

Tea was served.

Each of them had their cups and refreshments were placed on the table.

The maid took a silver spoon and checked the tea if there was poison. And fortunately, it was safe.

"It's honey lemon tea, Lady Eurielle. You may add milk or sugar if you like."

"Thank you." Eurielle replied.

"Please enjoy."

Eurielle took a sip on her cup and drank the tea.

It was sweet and tasty.

The lemony scent scattered around her and the sweetness of honey was also there.

"Also, here's the invitation for the engagement party. You're the first person to receive it." Abigail gave her an invitation card.

Eurielle accepted the card and noticed a dtrange scent coming from it.

*Thump*

*Thump*

Suddenly, her heart started palpitating.

Eurielle heard something ringing.

"Lady Eurielle?"

"Ugh-" Eurielle touched her forehead.

She felt immense pain surging inside her head.

"Lady? Are you alright?"

Abigail's voice was like in the deep waters. She couldn't hear her properly.

In the midst of the ringing, Eurielle remembered something.

She recalled the memories she had in her past life.

The small and suffocating room, the food she ate, the books she read, her limited freedom, and the same scent which came from Abigail's letters.

"Don't forget to read."

"Get enough sleep."

"Don't try to escape."

That's right.

The scented paper from those letters were similar. It was totally the same.

"Lady Eurielle?"

Eurielle's hearing was finally clear.

The headache was also gone and there was no more ringing.

"My lady."

Eurielle saw Nathalia beside her as well as the escort knight.

Other maids also surrounded her and they looked worried.

"Are you alright, Lady Eurielle?" Abigail asked worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine. I apologize."

"Thank goodness, I was worried for a second."

"I must thank Lady Abigail for the tea but I'm afraid I have to go now." Eurielle stood up from her seat.

"Already?"

"Yes. Thank you for the hospitality, Lady Abigail."

"The pleasure is mine."

Nathalia and the knight escort left with Eurielle and went home.

"...."

*Sigh*

Abigail sighed after Eurielle left then showed a grin.

She saw Eurielle's reaction after receiving the invitation card.

Meaning, she must've felt upset. Yes. She should just drop the act and show her true colors.

Eurielle is still in love with the prince... That's what Abigail thought.

"My lady, this is the thing you asked for."

A maidservant handed Abigail a small bottle. A perfume.

"Ah, just put it here."

The maid and others left after Abigail told them to go.

"Hahh,"

Abigail picked up the small bottle and opened the lid.

A certain scent scattered as the lid got opened and it was also familiar to her.

"I'm sure she'll remember it soon."

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"My lady."

"Hm..."

Eurielle got woken up by Nathalia.

"We've already arrived at the mansion."

"Ah. Okay."

Eurielle looked outside and it was already night. She must've slept really well while the ride was going on.

The invitation letter was still with her and its scent just makes her uncomfortable.

"Nathalia, you keep this."

"Yes, my lady."

She got off the carriage and went inside the estate.

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The next day...

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*Knock* *Knock*

"Nathalia?"

The door opened and Nathalia entered her room.

"A messenger from Sir Clayton Edevane is here. He's looking for you."

After waking up, all Eurielle did was lie on her bed and did nothing. It was her favorite hobby so far.

"Who is he?" She asked as she sat up from the bed.

"Please follow me." Nathalia uttered.

Like she suggested, Eurielle just followed Nathalia until she met that certain messenger.

...

"Greetings, my lady." The man bowed.

"Huh."

Eurielle was confused for a bit.

Surely, the man in front of her looked overly familiar.

Eurielle looked at Nathalia and then looked at the man once again.

Dark blue hair, purple-colored eyes, and incomparable beauty yet somehow similar to each other.

"Nathalia, are you siblings?" She asked.

"Yes, my lady. We're twins. The Grand Duke took us in when we were children and trained us to become worthy servants." Nathalia answered.

"Oh."

"My name is Nathan. The Grand Duke sent me to Sir Clayton for assistance. I'm here to relay a message for Lady Deidamus." Nathan spoke up.

They were twins indeed. The way they respond, act, and behave are truly similar.

"What is it?"

"Sir Clayton sent a carriage for the lady to ride. He said he wanted to take you on a date."

"....Date....?"