
"Zoya, please come in." The orders of a smiling man. He felt his sister was back. And his residence will not be as deserted as before. He promises to take care of Zoya as much as possible.
"Servant,"
One of the maids came forward, "I am the master" said a maid.
"Call the chief servant to see me." His order. He will be Zoya and will tell her to give a nice servant to Zoya.
Duke Lastar was quite happy to see Zoya circulating her gaze in all directions. His eyes sparkled with delight as if he had just discovered something extremely valuable. His smile never left his lips. Everything in Zoya is the same as her long-lost sister.
"Master," said a middle-aged woman. He looked at Zoya, feeling like he had known Zoya for a long time.
"Zoya, he's my niece. The daughter of my long-lost sister."
The servants were in shock. Between happy and sad, they could see the daughter of the young master they had once served. Worth it, just looking at his face made them feel familiar.
"Is this really sir?" ask the butler in disbelief.
Duke Lastar nodded, the middle-aged woman approaching. Then salute, "Welcome, miss, thank you for coming back." He said as he wiped his tears.
Zoya hugged the woman in front of her. "Thank you for welcoming me."
"Miss," Only this time did she feel like a waiter. With ease the daughter of his master hugged him.
"I'm glad Miss is finally back."
Zoya let go of her embrace. "I'm also happy, I finally found my family." Zoya. He wiped his tears and breathed a sigh of relief. For so long he felt alone, living without a clear family.
"Well, now you rest." Duke Lastar.
"Right lady," said the chief servant chimed in.
Zoya nodded, she followed the butler who showed her the room. Zoya is helped by the nobles to clean themselves and make up. He was no longer a servant but a noble. He will try to accept and maintain the status of the noble.
After taking a bath, Zoya headed to the front porch, feeling the afternoon breeze and a view of Duke Lastar's residence. A cool breeze, greeting him through his touch.
"Well, is this what it's like to be a noble? it's delicious, nothing to do on your own. Just order the waiter." Zoya muttered while looking at the atmosphere under the residence of Duke Lastar. His eyes looked towards the guard who was pacing and resolute in guarding at every corner of the residence.
"I must not give up pursuing the love of His Majesty. The empress only wants the throne, I'm sure your Majesty will sooner or later be aware."
"Miss, Mr. Duke wants to spend his free time with Miss." Said one of the servants.
Zoya smiled, she felt comfortable with the young lady in front of her, who was the same age as her. "Em, may I know your name?"
"My name is Viona, Miss."
"From now on you will be my personal servant." Zoya said kindly.
"Come on," Zoya goes first in Viona's footsteps. Arriving at the greenhouse. Zoya sits opposite Duke Lastar who is waiting for her.
"Sorry Uncle has been waiting a long time" said Zoya.
Duke Lastar nodded, "I'm glad you're getting used to it here. Uncle hope this residence makes you feel at home." Duke Lastar. At first she was worried that Zoya would not get used to living in her residence. It seemed like the palace made him feel comfortable. After this he will meet Duke Ronaf to thank him. Because thanks to his help, he was able to find his nephew who he was looking for. But there is disappointment. When the report was in place, it turned out that his sister had died with his wife.
Flasbacks
The atmosphere in the living room stiffened, where a father was in a row with his son who would not listen to him. He also felt pain, when his son chose to leave rather than his own father.
"Sister, let's talk about it carefully don't go. I only have one brother." Duke Lastar said before he inherited the Duke title. He chased after the younger brother who wanted to leave the house because he did not want to marry one of the noble women, namely Miss Helia, daughter of the nobleman Marques Aidil.
"Sorry sister, we are brothers, but I like Lilla, even though she is just a waiter. I'll keep fighting for it." He said with tears. His heart was slashed, when his father said he did not approve of him marrying one of his servants.
"Sorry brother, I chose my love."
The middle-aged man's tears were getting out, why should he choose a woman over his own father. "Go, if I die don't come to see me once." He said sharply. He turned his face away, sick. He did not want to part with his son. Seeing his departure, it was the same as taking one of his heart.
"I'm thinking carefully. Dad did this for you. We need the power of the Marquess." cried Duke Lastar. Actually he did not want to curb his sister's relationship. But because of the amount of debt wrapped around, he could not let it go. Duke is just a name.
"Sorry brother, it's better that you get married I don't want to get married." His words passed away.
The middle-aged man instantly fainted, upon seeing his son disappear behind the door. While Duke Lastar he immediately took the father to his room. Calling the doctor for him.
"Uncle," Call Zoya who sees her tears coming out of her uncle's eyes.
"Yes Zoya."
"Did Uncle remember something?" ask Zoya to make sure.
"No, Uncle just remembers the past. O, yes Zoya. From today wherever you go, you must be accompanied by a servant and a knight."
"Alright, Uncle. O, yes uncle tomorrow I want to go to the palace."
Duke Lastar stared in disbelief at Zoya. She fears Zoya has done something to put her life at risk. "Don't Zoya, if you have no interest don't go to the palace. Are you not aware of the rumors?" ask Duke Lastar.
"I just want to thank Uncle."
"We've thanked Zoya enough." Sambar Duke Lastar's. "I don't want to because of that rumor, my relationship with Duke Ronaf is moving away." Due to the help of Duke Ronaflah he did not need to marry Miss Helia.
"Did the uncle choose the uncle's friendship over the uncle's own nephew?"
"Zoya," Duke Lastar snapped, he immediately stood up. He did not understand the thoughts of his nephew. Is it true that his nephew wanted to ruin the relationship between Emperor Jasper and Empress Michelina?