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Chapter 11 - A secret between you and me

    Chapter 11 - A secret between you and me


    Getting the Duke to agree with my request was the best decision I madeing here. Making him pay


    for everything I do here will save me lots of money.


    I smirked down at my reflection from the glittering gold coins Marcus gave me as contribute to staying


    here. Picking up one of the gold coins, I fiddled it across my knuckles back and forward.


    "Poor duke. Hasn''t he learnt to never trust anyone''s words so carelessly especially from a former


    assassin"


    *Knock Knock*


    I dropped the gold coin back into the chest and closed it shut with a m. "You have permission to


    enter" I answered the door from across the room.


    The decorated door opened with a creak. "Lady Diana the tailor you requested has arrived" Ste


    replied.


    "Bring him in"


    "Yes, mydy" Ste bowed her head before going back.


    A middle-aged man walked in, his hair was slicked back with a few strands of visible grey hair on his


    brown hair. He bowed in courtesy when heid eyes with me.


    "Good day to mydy. You have requested my for my presence" his rusty voice greeted me.


    "Yes, I have. Ste, prepare us some tea please" Imanded ste. Ste was stunned at my


    "Mydy there is no need" the tailor said waving his hand nervously.


    "A guest should be weed shouldn''t they Mr Charles" I remember him in the story. He was a


    famous tailor in the whole Kingdom of Aureum. He was the Royals personal tailor but he worked for


    other Aristocrats for extra money. His store held the finest clothes fordies and men yet that doesn''t


    say he liked Diana very much because of hermanding and rude manner towards him.


    Nevertheless, he always made her gowns out of kindness because she was Mariana''s daughter.


    "Take a seat. Mr Charles" I gestured him to sit down while I took a seat. He looked hesitantly like he


    was terrified with Diana''s strange behaviour. I don''t me him, Diana never treated her guest with


    respect any way.


    He slowly made his way to the centre of the room, cing his bag on the floor he sat across me.


    "You see, I have a few requests I want to make." I started out. He stared at me patiently, his hands


    were trembling while sweat was forming across his brow.


    "No need to be nervous Mr Charles, I''m not making you do something illegal. I just need you to make


    me an attire I have designed for you" I said.


    A long sigh of relief escaped his lips. ''What was this old man think I was going to make him to do. Pour


    Itching powder in Ariana''s dresses?''


    "I want you to make it for me and deliver it to me by this week. Noter" I slid across the paper with my


    design.


    He picked it up and examined it. "Such remarkable but peculiar design of clothing" he mumbled. I rose


    an eyebrow, proud that my work is being appreciated by a tailor.


    "Thank you, Mr Charles" I said with a charming smile. His eyes widened in shock before his cheeks


    went pink of embarrassment. "I-it''s a p-pleasure" he stuttered.


    "Please don''t tell anyone about this." I instructed. I can''t let Diana''s father know about this or he will


    defiantly know I fooled him.


    I saw his face became serious. "If that is what you wish mydy".


    "After you made it, burn the design and don''t reveal it to anyone." I stated.


    He nodded. "Before my maidse act like you came here to size me for new dresses. I don''t need


    them to know"


    He nodded in approval again. ''This guy is being too easy right now, giving me bad vibes''


    I took out a pouch filled with gold. "My father has paid you but I''m paying extra for the secret" I threw


    him the pouch and he caught.


    "You do as I say and maybe I can reward you handsomely." I cracked my finger a habit I do when I win.


    "Oh, and before I forget" I took an envelope slip from the table beside me and slid it across the table.


    "Pass this to a cksmith and tell him this a request from Lady Diana."


    I ced another pouch of gold on the table. "For the cksmith"


    "Mydy what are intending to do with all this?" he asked curiously eyeing me suspiciously.


    I stared into his brown eyes. "Don''t worry I''m not intending on killing anyone. I''m a weak nobledy


    anyway. I just need to weapons to defend myself when I''m out there"


    Mr Charles face calmed a little.


    "Why must you defend yourself when you''re living here?"


    "I''m leaving to find myself a home I could live peacefully. Maybe a little cottage in the woods away from


    society or something" I lied.


    "I see" he didn''t say anything after.


    "Remember Mr Charles this is a secret between the both of us. Don''t utter a word to anyone" I shot a


    few daggering eyes at him making sure he gets my threat. He gulped.


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    "Y-yes" he panicked.


    "It was nice working with you Mr Charles" I stood up and put my hand out for a hand shake. Mr Charles


    stared at confusion. I waited like an idiot before he shook my hand in confusion.


    I forgot ancient noble women don''t shake hands with other men or women in the matter of fact. ''**** my


    inner modern self'' I cursed myself.


    *Knock Knock*


    "Permission to enter" I answered.


    Lilly and Ste walked in with a trolley full of sweet and a pot a couple of tea cups.


    My n was going perfectly well than I thought.


    -Ariana P.O.V-


    "~" I hummed a lovely tune while brushing my locks of brown hair. Today was a great day for


    me. No. the best day that ever happened to me actually,st night was. My cheeks went red as I


    remembered dancing gracefully across the ballroom with the prince.


    His tall muscr body waltzing me through the ball room gracefully as all the jealous eyes of the noble


    golden eyes looking into my eyes without ncing away not once while we danced wishing this


    moment would not end. "EEEEE" I squealed in joy.


    It''s sad to know that Diana was not there to witness it, oh I wish I had seen that humiliated bitchy face.


    Her beautiful innocent and loveable younger sister dancing with her fianc?? oops I mean ex-fianc??.


    "Hmph bitch that''s what you get for going against me." I grinned at myself from the reflection.


    "Just you wait I will get everything you ever wished you had. The prince, family and a kingdom." I


    cackled.


    "Just imagine me. Empress Ariana wife of Emperor Damon" I blushed even more. Things are going


    great.


    I plopped on my bed. ''I just love my life''


    "I could just imagine the wedding, our life and...Kids" that slipped from my mouth. ''WAIT KIDS'' the


    thought of his ***** body on me, making love with me appeared in my mind. My face became red as a


    tomato. "Ariana you must not think of such things. You''re a nobledy not a shameful woman who


    fantasies her future husband in bed" I smacked some sense into me.


    *Knock knock*


    "Come in" I answered sweetly. In came Ste and Lilly bowing their heads as they entered my room.


    "Mydy" they both greeted in sync.


    "Anything I need to know about Diana" I said with a grin. I have been getting full detail about Diana for


    about as long as I can remember. Her plots, evil ns and everything else from these two lovely maids.


    That''s how I have schemed my way through of acting out as the innocent child of the cies.


    "Yes, there is" Ste answered politely.


    "Tell me" I looked like a puppy begging for treats.


    The two maids looked at each other, their faces showed of worry.


    "Well, what is it?" I said impatiently. I don''t have all day; I need to go to the pce and see the prince.


    "Thesest two days Diana has been acting kind of odd" Lilly stared out.


    "I have noticed that" I tapped my chin remembering this morning''s encounter andst night''s absence.


    "And the ugly dress she was supposed to wearst night she changed it." My eyes widened at Ste''s


    statement. ''What does she mean changed it?''


    "It was actually the most beautiful design I had everid eyes on even though it was rather odd looking"


    Ste said with sparkles in her eyes. ''Her dress was the most beautiful dress you had everid eyes


    on? Was it even better than mines? I must have that dress no matter what the cost''


    "I also eavesdropped on the conversation between the tailor and Diana however I was able to get a few


    details"


    "What did they talk about" I asked. Was she nning of making a new dress? if she was, I need to


    muck it up again and I can''t let her change it again.


    "She said something about leaving the estate and living in some cottage in the forest"


    I but my nail. ''She''s leaving? No, she can''t if she does then how will look more innocent in front of the


    prince" things are getting serious. Diana never thought of leaving. Who would want to leave and live in


    disgusting dirty small cottage with a bunch of dirty rats?


    "Isn''t that wonderful. You have the prince all to yourself without her interfering" Lilly excitedly cheered.


    ''Wait Lilly has a point. Who cares whether I look good in front of the prince because of Diana? The


    prince already loves or he would have never danced with me. I could send an assassin to get rid of her


    for good so she will nevere back''


    "Does father know about this?" I asked.


    "Yes, he knows that Diana is leaving however he forbid her to." ''What no! this is ruining everything''


    "Apparently she seems to be going behind his back." Ste spoke hesitantly.


    I grinned.


    "Prepare me a gown" I ordered. "Yes" they both bowed before rushing to the closet.


    ''It seems I must meet my dear older sister and have a little chat''
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