The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
{Season 2} Frustration
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Her lips trembled, with her eyes starting to water. Then he said in a drowning tone but could still be heard clearly by Anastasia.
Even the golden barley girl could hear clearly the tone of Cassandra's vibrating voice and the tears that began to pool in her eyeballs.
"I beg you, from now on please stay away from me, My Lord."
...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...
...Chapters...
...(27)...
Hundreds of horses and Knights as well as nobles who were about to depart to their destination had been in that place.
The people now stood beside giving way for the Knights who were about to depart while escorting them away.
Many cheers of the spirit are dearest, making the atmosphere feel festive but also heavy. Because anyway, there will definitely be lives thrown.
Likewise with Anastasia, the girl was currently standing while waiting for the figure she had been waiting for.
Because the weather is very hot, then the girl wears a hat that there are many floral patterns into sweeteners. Not to forget his cute little umbrella.
When his eyes caught the figure he was looking for, then he immediately called out to him so as to make the horse that bore a man on it stop.
It was fortunate that they were close together, so Anastasia could convey something she wanted to talk about.
"Fuck!" he shouted a little loudly for the owner of the name to hear it.
The man stopped and approached the girl who had been his childhood best friend for a long time.
Anastasia was a little hesitant to talk, because the look on Arlen's face was not good. His gaze seemed obstructive even though faint.
His face was even colder than usual. Even when he called Arlen earlier, the man had not heard his words at all.
But Anastasia was undaunted, because she had already called the man. He must reveal his whole heart.
"Uhm, I just want to say.." The girl's hanging was still clad in doubt. "Be careful, and don't forget to take care of your health there. I-I will always pray for your safety."
"Yes. Well, if there's nothing else. I'll go" replied the man and left with his horse.
Anastasia was stunned and gasped, of course she would react that way. In her entire life, Arlen never acted like that to her. Although he was the cold type, but not with him.
The girl immediately gripped the handle of the umbrella she was circling, then bowed with her eyes that began to heat up.
Whatisthis? Why did the man suddenly act like this to her? Is it because... what happened that night?
When Cassandra told Arlen to stay away from the girl?
"I like-no, I love Cassandra."
Suddenly the words were recorded in his mind, why was the memory of that day repeated in his mind?
"I love her."
"YYYYYY!!!"
Suddenly many pairs of eyes immediately turned towards the golden-haired girl who fell and sat on the surface of the floor.
Fortunately, the umbrella carried by the girl covered her entire face, so all that was seen was the skirt of her fluffy dress and her fallen golden strands.
The girl was like a madman, she kept shouting without caring about all the attention that had been placed on her.
"Y!!!!"
It was the cry that only the girl could do now, she did not know how to take away this sense of indecision, resentment, and guilt that was clumping within her.
Whether he had let out all his emotions a few times, he finally fell silent.
With a blank look, she stood up and lowered her head and her umbrella to cover her face.
Her shock steps are now a cover for the strange incident, until finally the sound of the footprints covered with high heels becomes the end of everything.
The people who were there also felt strange and began to whisper, who was the girl who suddenly shouted full of grief like that.
In the distance, there is a girl clad in a blue lacy fluffy dress and her wide hat is in rhythm.
The girl who had a long wavy dark brown mane pulled the tip of her wide hat to cover her pair of eyes. Before long, suddenly the girl bermanik garnet bowed.
Then, a grinning smile was engraved clearly on his gentle face.
...~•~...
In a room that is simple but arguably quite luxurious, there is a figure who is busy struggling with paper on the surface of the study table.
The girl was busy recording all the plans she had in mind, along with information that might be useful for her future.
A basket of citrus fruits had been neatly patched nearby so he easily picked them up if he again wanted to eat them.
His eyes were now directed out the window, it seemed like the weather was still very bright like this morning. He thought of something, though he did not know what was in his mind.
Before long, there was a knock from the door so he immediately invited the knocker in.
"Just go in" he said.
It didn't take long, a servant appeared and bowed respectfully. "Good day, Miss. I'm sorry if I interrupted your time," he said respectfully.
"It's okay, Reina. So, what's the matter with you coming here?" asked the girl with a look that could not be separated from the paper he held.
"I got a letter, Miss. And this letter was sent to you."
Cassandra was disturbed, then her gaze moved to the letter and took it from Reina's hands.
His eyes were slightly widened, when he saw the sender.
"Princess Veronica?" his inner.
Without waiting for long, he immediately read the message written on the surface of the paper.
...---π---...
Good day, Lady la Devoline.
I am the Third Princess of the Erosphire Kingdom, Princess of Veronica Erosphire.
It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry if I suddenly said this, but would you like to have a tea party together in the garden behind the palace?
I await your presence.
Salam, Veronica Erosphire.^^^
...---π---...
After reading the letter, the girl immediately stood up and cleaned up the messy equipment on the surface of her desk.
"Reina, can you help me change clothes? I'm going to the tea party that Princess Veronica is hosting" Cassandra said.
"Sure, Miss."
...~•~...
Many noble ladies who have been sitting neatly around a small table containing sweet snacks of dessert and a few cups of tea and teapot.
Cassandra immediately bowed respectfully greeting the nobles along with Veronica's daughter who was talking.
"Greetings, Your Highness the Princess. May the Goddess always bless you. Forgive me for my delay," she said developing her skirt.
Not wanting to linger, the brown-robed girl sat on the empty seat next to princess Veronica.
Instantly, he realized there was the existence of a figure he recognized. Then, he immediately greeted her.
"Ah, Lady Emerald. Greetings, I didn't think you were here" she said with a sweet smile.
Anastasia also realized from her daydreams, even her eyes seemed unfocused.
"Y-yeah. I didn't expect it either" he replied uninspiredly.
Cassandra looked puzzled, yet she did not want to ask any deeper. Maybe Anastasia has a problem that no one else can tell.
"You are Lady la Devoline? Winner of the title of noble lady of the year?" ask Lady Roseanne.
"Call me Cassandra. Yes. that's right," replied Cassandra with a low intonation.
"Well, irinya. You must be very good at hunting, I hear you get rare animals. That's lucky" said Lady Benedetta.
"Or maybe you have another trick. Like having support for example, can you tell us?" lady Jane Ninyir.
Cassandra was not provoked by such words, with a sweet smile she replied. "Of course not. The trick I used was hard work. If I can't afford it, I'd rather give up at the beginning than do bad things like that" he said.
Lady Jane looked a little annoyed then opened her patterned hand fan and flicked it slowly until her hair was lifted into the air.
"Cassandra Lady. Do you have a relationship with Lord Arlen?" lady Benedetta asked a little teasingly.
Cassandra looked a little distracted. "What's the relationship more precisely, Lady Benedetta?"
"I saw at the hunting match back then, Lord Arlen looked at you with a slightly different outlook. Like a look at someone you like, isn't that Roseanne?" lady Benedetta.
"Yes that's right! Even Lord Arlen looks so happy when you win the game! Come on, Lady Cassandra. Just tell us a little!" exclaims Lady Roseanne with sparkling eyes.
Cassandra glanced at Anastasia who was a little far away from her, then exhaled a tired breath.
"Sorry before, Lady Benedetta, Lady Roseanne. It seems like there is a misunderstanding here. Lord Arlen and I have no relationship like you think. We are just friends. I beg you not to misunderstand here anymore," he said in a dislike tone.
Lady Benedetta and Roseanne were immediately flabbergasted and stared at each other. The unpleasant face was immediately imprinted.
While Anastasia again gasped in shock, and hesitated back to master it.
"Ah, so. Forgive us for being so presumptuous" said Lady Benedetta.
The wavy brown barley girl again just smiled sweetly. But Anastasia could see a very faint sad look on Cassandra's face.
Why did Cassandra show such an expression when talking about her little friend who was in preparation to take an important position on the battlefield?
Did Cassandra have any hidden feelings for the man?
Anastasia was unceasingly grappling with positive and negative thoughts clashing in her mind.
Again, the girl drowned in a puddle of daydreams she had made herself.
"Lady Emerald's? You okay?" ask princess Veronica to wake the girl up.
Even the other Lady had gazed towards Anastasia.
Quickly, the girl replied with a bit of gago. "Y-yes, I'm fine, Your Majesty," he replied.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? I can call a healer for you," bargained Veronica with rejection by Anastasia.
"Necessary, Your Honor. I am absolutely fine," Anastasia replied waving her palm quickly.
"Well if you say it like that," said princess Veronica into a cover.
Before long, Lady Roseanne's voice was heard again. "Your Majesty, aren't you someone you like?" chirps.
"That's right, Your Majesty! Do you have someone special, maybe?" lady Benedetta.
"What are you saying? Of course there isn't," replied princess Veronica with faint reddened cheeks.
But not too visible so that no one can see it if not observed carefully.
Lady Roseanne and Benedetta looked scowled, they looked bored because there was no love story to talk about.
The conversation between the nobles continued, many of the topics they talked about until unconscious time had entered the evening.
...~•~...
"Lady Cassandra, wait a minute!" call princess Veronica a little loud for the owner of the name to hear.
"Your Majesty, greetings. Do you need anything?" ask the girl to wave.
"I just want to talk to you for a minute, is that okay?"
"It is an honor for me, Your Majesty," Cassandra replied. "So, what do you want to talk about?"
"I heard that you didn't report anything to Miss Charlina's detriment, what was your reason behind it?" ask princess Veronica all of a sudden.
Cassandra was stunned, yet she acted as calm as ever to cover it up. "Uhm, sorry earlier. What are you talking about?"
"No need to be careful, I found out because Miss Charlina herself confessed to me. He said he felt guilty, but he said you didn't let him report his actions to the public" the princess said.
Cassandra was silent and thought for a moment. But soon after that he said. "Ah, fine if so. Yes that's right, I didn't intend to report it."
"If I may know, why would you do something like that?" asked princess Veronica looked dissatisfied.
"That's because Miss Charlina did it by accident. Jealousy and anger made Miss Charlina do that unconsciously. He lost consciousness as a result of being blinded by anger. Therefore I gave her a chance, so that she would come to her senses and no longer do such a thing" Cassandra explained at length.
Princess Veronica seemed to think, then she smiled and immediately clasped Cassandra's hands.
"I thought you were a good girl. Do you want to be my friend?" veronica smiled broadly.
Cassandra returned that sweet smile. "Of course, Your Majesty."
"Eitz! From now on there are no more 'His Majesty' frills'. You can just call me Veronica" said Veronica's daughter.
"All right, Veronica."
...~•~...
A few days later, in a luxurious room that became part of the Royal headquarters, there was a man who was observing the map of the region while sitting casually on the surface of his mattress.
His stern mane because he had finished bathing, making the man look more handsome and seem more mature.
Her blue iris ran here and there with a cup of warm tea that was patched to warm the body.
A few moments later, there was a knock on the door of his room. Then the lekaki immediately ordered the knocker to enter.
"Greetings, My Lord. There's a letter sent for you," the knight said.
"Put it there" said the man slicing the sky blue.
When it was done, the Knight bailed back and walked out of the room.
For quite a while, the man finally approached and picked up the letter located on a table away from him.
When he saw the contents, the man immediately rounded his eyes. If he knew he had sent, it was certain that the man had read the letter from earlier.
The man laid his body back on the bed and rested his back on the head of the cot.
While he was busy reading the letter, there was a rare little bit of oddity on his peach lips. His lips were also crushed by the sweet smile that he rarely showed.
Just because of that piece of letter, the man looked like a madman plagued by a sense of euphoria.
...19.02.2021...