Luka Duchess
A Proof

"Keyna."

The sound of footsteps and calls made the black haired woman turn her head with a smile. He got up from the wooden chair, put down his embroidery and walked towards Metteo.

"Duke!"

"Don't call me Duke, I'm not a Duke. That title is only for my sister, Marcello. If you're with me, it's enough to call me Metteo."

The woman smiled, she loved Metteo very much. For five years he had been a lover and was going to have a marriage. But even the marriage that was waiting for failed. Metteo gave him an explanation. He doesn't accept it, but his trust in Metteo makes him sure to live the relationship.

"I made some vegetable soup for you, you must really like it" Keyna said. He rubbed Duke Marcello's chest.

"My likes never changed, including you," Duke Marcello said, pinching Keyna's nose.

"Alright, Come!"

The woman deftly served Duke Marcello's dinner, because the distance from the brother's hideout with his lover's house was very close. So that he can easily meet the lover if he is visiting the brother.

"I'm sorry Keyna."

"I know you love the Duke so much, but please never touch the Duchess. Remember she's your sister's lover and be cold to her. You know Metteo, no woman wants to see her lover with anyone else."

"I've convinced my sister to divorce the Duchess. But my brother said that when he left, I wanted my brother to be healed."

Keyna smiled, he clasped the hand of Duke Marcello. Freely he was angry, most importantly Metteo did not touch the Duchess. "I'm sure Duke will be cured and they'll live happily. Same with us."

"Yes! I hope so too," Duke Marcello said. They both ate that simple food. He was so happy to see there was vegetable soup, roast meat and some other food. In the past, he and his girlfriend could only eat vegetable soup. Keyna worked in one of the noble houses. While he could not work because his face was similar and the Duke's family did not allow it. They are afraid they will tarnish their names. So that all his needs are on the responsibility, but not how much.

"Are you coming back?"

"No! maybe a week or so, I won't be back. Because I was given the task of checking the northern city."

"Be careful, I don't want you to do anything."

"Thank you for worrying about me."

Unbeknownst to them, Duchess Natalie falls down the stairs and causes a coma. Until a few days later, his attitude and change changed like a lion ready to pounce on anyone if blamed.

Waiter Lily was surprised, the water inside the vase splashed onto her feet.

"What the fuck? it's only been a few days that I've come to my senses and I have to listen to reality, which is true. I came here to be an unassumed wife."

"What a bitch!" coined.

He looked towards Lily who was looking down, he did not like the place. But how else, he had an accident when a truck broke through a red light.

Her name is Luciana, a student at a British university. His life is very happy. His parents loved him so much, including his older brother. But unfortunately, the accident made him have to cross time. For a week she lived as a foreign woman and tried to make peace with the situation. Whether he died or not, he had to live his new life. Inevitably, he had to accept it.

"Mrs! I'm sure you must love Madam."

"Heh, Lilly! you don't lie to me. I listened to the waiter himself. That's why I'm asking you for a straight explanation. O yes, you said I was having a lover's relationship with Duke. Was I happy at the time?"

"Of course Madam, everyone says Madam and Mr. Duke are a compatible couple, who would have thought it would be like this Madam."

"Do you know about Duke?"

"I don't know Madam."

Ck

Duchess Natalie clucked, she has to figure out her relationship first. Is it because of a misunderstanding or is Duke Marcello just using it.

"Do you know Duke's office? I want to go there."

"Let me take the Madam."

Duchess Natalie was escorted by Lily's maid. Up at the solid white painted door. Waiter Lily opened the door. Duchess Natalie entered the room, where she saw a large table and some files on the table. There is also a sofa and a bookcase. Duchess Natalie swept the room through her eyes. A family painting and the face of a man she believes is the wife of the original owner of the body.

This week he stayed in his room. Digesting and trying to make peace with his circumstances, so that now he will scrape the information. Waiter Lilly did not say anything and she did not want to ask, because she thought everything was just a dream.

"What does the lady want to find?"

"A proof and that will be the reason for everything."