Reincarnation Becomes the Lead Female Evil Person
Part 3's. Key Leaders Meeting
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“Who are you?”. Arthur asked after waking himself up for too long looking at a foreign girl.
“Greetings to Emperor Arthur Van Zander, may happiness always come to you. S, I'm Charlotte's personal servant Her Highness Freya Grizelle”.
“Private servant? What are you doing here, shouldn't you continue to be with your master?”.
“S, I was asked by Your Majesty to wait for him here, please forgive my sassness Your Highness”.
Arthur takes a rough breath because he realizes that his fiancee has not changed at all, is being reckless and selfish.
Unknowingly Arthur turned his head back to Charlotte and subconsciously admired her impressed frightened face? I don't know.
“Then where is Freya now?”.
Charlotte was confused.
“Didn't His Majesty be inside, I didn't see him after that, Your Majesty”.
Freya snorted angrily because only briefly their conversation turned about her existence. Though she hoped they would fall in love but it seems she had expected more.
In a fit of annoyance Freya propped up her chin with a hand cursing Arthur's stupidity throwing away such a sweet opportunity.
‘It's best to look for another chance just’. The battery tried to leave but its breath was restrained when before the eyes of a green caterpillar crept slowly on one of the twigs.
“KYAAA!!!”.
Buk up!
“Akkhhh”.
“Jeez, Your Majesty!!”.
Freya grimaced in pain because her carelessness fell when she intended to escape and her head immediately hit the garden guardrail.
Arthur and Charlotte immediately approached Freya who was grimacing in pain, her eyes instantly twitching. His body nearly kisses the ground again but Arthur manages to catch it quickly.
“Freya wake up, Freya!!”.
“Arthur? Sa, aker”. Arthur grieves annoyed while holding the girl ala bridal orders his bodyguard to call a doctor.
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The night sky replaces its duty with the sun to shine on the earth. Everyone is awake from their beautiful dreams preparing to start the day but different things with a man who has absolutely no intention of closing his eyes since one in the morning even when the sun starts appeared himself in no way intending to rest.
Arthur is busy fighting with his mind looking for answers to all these peculiarities.all of them are nothing but caused by his fiancee. Freya Grizelle's.
After a long time without seeing and finally meeting again at the party yesterday, Arthur began to worry because soon the girl will come and automatically all the chaos will occur. Freya is never absent if Arthur invites her to go to a party or other official event.
Instead of pleasing it all ended up messy because Freya had a storm with the noble girls by spilling wine on the heads of guests, or tempting the men, he said, all the places attended by this girl would definitely be destroyed in a matter of seconds. But for this time he was surprised by the nature of Freya because it came without being picked up by him.
His appearance at that time also looked different from usual, not too open and impressed simple but emitting a dazzling aura. When their eyes met there was no more feeling of disgust in his heart, especially when they danced with a thin distance. Instantly Arthur felt a thump in his heart, his blood rustling violently making him a little overwhelmed.
For the first time there was no chaos in the party, everything went smoothly until his heart almost jumped from its nest when Freya fell with a bloody head, Arthur is crazy to call the entire palace doctor even the greatest witches from the tower. Luckily Freya's wounds were healed and the girl fell asleep afterwards.
Soon Arthur got up and left until a voice stopped him…
“No, no,,, you guys should be together,,~”. Freya was delirious with a wrinkled face.
“A,,,rthur,,,ja,,ngan,,,kill,,,a,,,ku”.
Although a bit vague but Arthur can hear it clearly and all that is very surprising.
After the girl regained her composure, Arthur finally passed away instead of going to the room, this man turned to the study.
“Good morning Your Highness, it seems like you are not sleeping anymore”. A voice made Arthur turn around.
A girl in a gray suit stood firm with a face full of mocking smiles. Round eyes brown in tune with long hair tied by a horse, there was a sword hanging on his left waist covered by a black sheath bearing the royal logo of the Four Winged Dragon. Pink little lips seem tempting to some people but annoying to Arthur because he always issued a sentence of swear if he was negligent in work.
“You should be happy that your fiancee is here, sleeping soundly in the room of the most popular emperor of all time. Hopefully, Your Majesty Freya did not contract your ice cube face”.
See it? Nothing could beat the girl's poisonous sentence.
“Scarlets. Yourjob”.
The girl named Scarlet was wasting her breath
“His Majesty. As you might expect, His Majesty Freya has indeed changed since she fainted for two days. Everything changed drastically even according to the maids there were no more mass firings when they made a little mistake. Stopping expenses as well as providing jobs for her concubines”.
For the umpteenth time Arthur was stunned to hear reports from the girl who had served since the age of 12 years. So it is very unlikely that the information provided is false or a lie.
The man stared at the sky for a second and then a smile rose.
“I wonder if he really changed or is there a sneaky trick waiting for the time to surface”.
“It looks like you still don't like him”.
“I don't hate it”.
“Hahh yes already. Oh yes you received a letter from Duke's daughter Carlos, containing a tea” party invitation.
“When?”.
“Besok”. Arthur smiled and then looked.
“Reply and say I'll come”. Arthur's sentence is enough to make Scarlet terohok because the employer never received a request from the ladies but now…
“You sure Your Majesty?”.
“You dare to ask my opinion, Scar”.
“Ti, no Your Highness”.
“Also call the palace designer to make a dress in one night and take it to my room”.
“You will go with His Majesty Freya?”.
“Who else”. The reply passed away leaving Scarlet who was gawking like a fool. Justifying the premonition that his master might have hit his head by accident.