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“Hikz... hikz..”.
“You want to cry until when? eliminate my appetite just”. Decih a ponytail haired girl. Looking lazily at her crying best friend hugging a novel book.
“There's been more than 10 times you've read that damn book and you're still crying, you dumbass. Stop before it drifts into the trash can”.
“You are so cruel Denada, please understand how sad Freya's life hiks is..”. Veronica is back lucky they are currently in the Denada residence otherwise Veronica's behavior is truly embarrassing.
“Why instead cry over the role of the antagonist. You should be crying for the main character who died because of the cruelty of Freya”.
Veronica shook her head quickly staring at her nanar book.
“Try you're in Freya's position. Actually she is not a bad girl, she is always happy thanks to the father who always spoils her but love makes her blind, her heart is broken knowing that the person she loves likes other girls. Oh my god, poor you are Freya”.
Denada patted his head and then got up.
“Sleep tomorrow we have to go back to work, our new boss will come tomorrow morning so don't make a tantrum by coming late”.
“I tau”.
It is not strange anymore if Veronica stay at the house of her best friend because since long ago both their parents were good friends and decreased in their children. Since childhood Veronica was good friends with Denada, which is why they were always together everywhere and everywhere.
Because tired of crying finally Veronica fell asleep by hugging her book, her lips made a smile until all was pitch black.
Veronica
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*“Liya..*Your Highness... wake up This Your Highness is already noon”.
“Five more minutes, Den”.
“Your Highness is time to wake up, breakfast is waiting for you”. I squirm slowly when I feel a shock in my body, very noisy.
The deg!!
“Jeez I'm late”. I was surprised for a second and then got up, did Denada say that today I have to go to work in the morning.
Suddenly I ran to the bathroom, but something strange made me stop.
This scene, since when did my room turn twice as large and red. I turned to stare at the kingsize bed that was supposed to be the single bed I used to use. Wait a minute, this isn't Denada's house. Where'sisthis?
“Your Majesty?” When someone made me turn my head, my eyes suddenly looked up at the master of sound.
Her. Isn't she..
“Charlotte Dwyne”.
“Yes, Your Grace. It's time for breakfast, I'll help you get ready”.
Dream, this must be a dream.
Why would he be here? Alive. Talk and be right in front of me. That face, that body, that look, it's not wrong that Charlotte Dwyne is the main character in the series of novels that I read.
Once again I turned my gaze across the room to make me again justify the familiar feeling.
Realizing something soon I ran towards the mirror on the side of the room.
“Astec”.
My face changed, it's not me. Everything changed without exception, this was not the face I got from the first time my mother gave birth to me into the world.
Look back and mirror alternately…
“HWWWAAAAAAAAA!!!”.
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This is where I sit limp on the park bench, after a week of craze that left everyone confused I finally gave up and secluded myself to the park with fresh air and a cool breeze blowing slowly calmed the feeling little by little.
My insanity all day produced a bright spot, believe it or not right now I was in a fantasy novel world and my soul entered the body of the antagonist Freya Grizelle.
It took me a long time to accept all of this, even all the ways I've done to get back to myself, like throwing myself into a pond, jumping off a tree, jumping off a tree, banging heads and so on but all managed to be stopped by Charlotte and the other servants.
Why did all this happen to me? What because of my words that refute Denada's words that reincarnation does not exist, and karma comes straight to me.
God, if that's true, then right now I believe in it and get me out of here. Am I dead like the comics and novels I read so often? God forgive your sweet servant.
“Your Majesty please drink, a glass of tea can win our mind”. The cry of a voice was in tune with a teaspoon landing onto the table.
Slowly I positioned myself to sit up and stare at the innocent-faced beautiful girl, and again my brain imagined the cruel behavior that Freya had been doing to this child, besides she was the human who managed to stop my madness this week. Hahh really is confusing.
Curse the rose-patterned glass and then stifle the contents, warm air directly enters the body. Delicious and fragrant.
“Your Highness please tell me if something bothers you, I will do everything in your command. But I beg you no longer do crazy things that hurt yourself like that”. His words bowed in making me almost spit out my tea.
This kid's words really make me feel like I'm the dumbest guy.
“Have forgotten it, I won't do it again”. My words made the girl look at me with sparkling eyes.
“Honor to His Majesty”. The exclaim of a voice made me turn my gaze towards the middle-aged man dressed in butler.
“What's Morgan?”.
“Your Majesty you have some documents to sign”.
“Oh yes? Then let's go”. I replied as I got up and left.
Along the way to my office Morgan as the butler reported everything that happened in the Imperial Palace.
Because I'm here, I want to live as a Freya Grizelle. Worked as the highest and greatest Empress leader in history.
“Jeez what the hell is this?!!”. To my surprise one second after entering the study, piles of cardboard of various sizes had been neatly arranged on the side of the room.
Elvis, the big man in the typical clothes of the advisors had stood holding a red map, his face lowered but the expression showed a peaceful expression in contrast to other humans because of fear so did not dare to raise his head.
“What happened here?”.
“Your Majesty these are all your personal items such as clothes, jewelry and so on. All goes like your suggestion to change your clothes after more than a month wear”.
As if struck by lightning in broad daylight my body froze instantly, the memory of the plot of the novel story again gnawed at me.
It is true in the book that Freya will not wear the same anthribute for more than a month. Jeez imagining how luxurious and expensive it all makes me can't think about how much it costs to come out every month.
“Elvis”.
“Ya His Holiness”.
“Give me all financial records”.
Elvis gave the red map that had been in his arms to me, with the courage that I slowly opened the first sheet.
“Gosh how many zeros are written here!!!!”.
“There are ten”. Reply Elvis lightly.
“J, j, do not say if all the digits of this number to fill in the boxes it”.
“That's how, more precisely ten little figures it's ONLY for these boxes. excluding food production and all your services”.
Okay. Anyone kill me now. All my life I've never spent more than ten million but what the hell is this? with these ten digit numbers I could buy five limousine and ferrry cars simultaneously.
No. gabe. Can't do. If it continues like this the kingdom can go bankrupt and be destroyed in the blink of an eye. Although I currently live as Freya but I am not a bad girl and greedy like her, I do not want to end up dead according to the provisions of the book. It's time to change things.
“Alright listen to me, from now on stop spending funds on such items”.
My words managed to get everyone hooked.
“Your Majesty why all of a sudden? Are you disappointed with their quality, we can find other places better and high quality”.
“No, no need. I just want to stop overspending. Just do”.
“B, baik”.
I opened the second sheet discussing the expenditure of funds whose amount is not more than six digits.
All of that for.. Harems. Gosh so it's true that Freya has a concubine? IF IT'S LIKE THIS THEN... AAAAA WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH THESE MEN?!!!
A concubine? Even in the life I used to let the concubine boyfriend not have, living alone for 23 years. What am I supposed to do with all these concubines?
“Remove all this cardboard and.. Morgan”'s.
“Ya His Holiness”
“Call all concubines to face me now”.
“Prepare to do Your Highness”. Morgan went along with the waiters who brought all the cardboard out of the room.
“Hmmm please permission Your Highness”.
“There's what El”.
“I'm sorry but is Your Majesty okay?”.
“You mean?”. I looked at the green-haired man's face in confusion.
“It... It's just that your decision made me confused. Suddenly you stop the entire transaction because usually you will be angry if one of the orders arrived late or reduced”.
I leaned against the back of the chair while breathing heavily, trying to relieve the pain in the head.
“Do you believe someone can change in seconds?”.
“Sorry?”.
“Just consider your former emperor who has been asleep for a long time and woke up as someone else. So stop asking me I'm tired of hearing it”. Elvis was polite.
“Oh yes how is your lover? Has she successfully run a flower garden business?”.
“Yang Mulia. You know where?”. Elvis was stunned with his mouth gaping.
Opps did I release again? God, why can't these lips be careful, how can't I explain it if I know it all in a novel. He could have claimed that I was crazy.
“Ehem from where I know it doesn't matter. Just answer”.
“I, that's it's fine and the flower shop has been open since a week ago”.
“Oh yes? Hmm does he mind if I come to visit”.
“Your Majesty's..”.
Cclek
“Honor Your Majesty the concubines have come as per your call”. Morgan cut in from the door.
“Set them in”.
Morgan nodded and slowly the 6 men entered by stocking his deadly charm.
Oh, my God, are they concubines? if yes Freya is really crazy can make a man like a god to be a concubine instead of a husband, instantly my single soul thrashed.
“Greetings Your Majesty, may the Imperial Palace achieve glory and happiness forever!!!”.