Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
4. Being a (Difficult) Regulated Lady

"Ah, bored! There is no cell phone!"

"Don't cell phones, the network isn't here either!"

"Oh, how are my millions of followers? Did they follow my account because they thought I was dead?!"

Rose could only look down confused listening to Luz's exclamation of overwhelming boredom inside her room. Sometimes the girl lies down and raises her legs against the wall and starts to babble at things that are not clear since half an hour ago. Make no mistake, Miss still wears a dress but her attitude is no graceful at all.

Did his head hit so badly that he forgot the important lesson of nobility?

Ah, one more. Lovely Anderson's name is gone, now it's changed to Brietta Odyssey de Cera. Ok, that's good. Very cool and stylish.

"Rose." Luz suddenly turned around and it almost made Rose a hanger. "Can I go out?"

"From this room?"

"Of course!" Luz clucking. "If I may want to get out of this life."

"Don't!"

"E-hwhy is that?" Luz speechless as Rose cupped her hands together. Isn't that too much.

"I'm sorry if my actions make you uncomfortable but I don't mean to kill slowly by forcing you to stay here. Marchioness said you can go out when dinner arrives, please be patient a little more, miss."

"Dine you said?!" Luz turned to the window, the sun was still so hot and he was only able to get out at dinner? And, of course, he's not a vampire!

"Your "Marchioness is outrageous. She thinks I'm quiet like a pet dog?" Luz got up and put on her own shoes.

Rose was of course confused but it was only for a moment because things did not go as expected. Rose as her servant for seven years felt very surprised because the second lady from Marquis Thompsville was suddenly able to put up her own shoes.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Walk!" answer Luz briefly. "I live as me, not the Marchioness doll. Whatever he does, I don't care. My whole life was a free woman, not a menye girl who depended on others!"

Rose was shocked, "Why are you saying that, since when did Miss behave like this?"

"Stop asking. Why, is something wrong?"

But this is his chance to scrape a little story about the original Odyssey.

"What do you think I used to be?"

"You never go against the Marchioness' words even if it's going to trouble you. Almost every time the Marchioness doesn't give out permission from the Thompsville manor house but you still accept it. But this time ... I'm not capable of words."

Oh, so the name of this place is a Thompsville manor house.

"Quick we're out" ordered Luz who's already acting like a queen.

"Where are you going?"

"Here, miss."

Rose opened the door of the room and in an instant all the glittering luxuries approached Luz's radiant sense of sight. The classic interior is not a taboo in this house, compared to apartments or malls, de Cera house is clearly superior.

Uh, is a place like this still suitable to be called home?

Along the corridor to the Luz pavilion saw many paintings of other family members while receiving the award. There is a portrait of a man who is very similar to himself wearing silver armor until the painting of a girl with a pink gibberish who smiled sweetly but who knows what his achievements are to have a private painting.

Luz knew paying painters was very expensive in this day and age. But worst of all, there is not a single painting Odyssey de Cera aka himself taped to the wall. God fucking.

"It turns out the family slave is awake, huh? How does it feel to kill yourself?"

Spicy sentences that melodious make Luz turned his head. It was the original figure from the painting of the pink one wearing peach dresses and shoes that also had matching colors. Lastly, don't forget the haughty smile always imprinted on her bright red lips. So red that Luz thought, she was wearing lipstick or sausage?

"It feels good, do you want to try it?"

Athene shuddered. Death is not in the dictionary of his life because according to Athene de Cera, his life is worthy to be called like a goddess, always adored by the people of Adam. Any way it will be occupied if it can make young and long life.

"Low-humans dare to resist," he murmured resentfully.

"Lowness yells lowly. Try self-correction, roughly from our clothes only people already know who is actually lowly!" chirp Luz stupid time.

"Miss...." Rose called him softly while the one called out did not look back or be afraid at all.

Luz is wearing a long dress that is still in a modest and polite scope, inversely proportional to Athene super short dress that can only cover up to half the chest plus the back exposed freely.

I mean, Luz, this is at home, not at the party why is she dressed like that?

"And what did you say just now, family slave? Heh, if you forget your hair is not the same as ours. Are you sure you really are a member of the de Cera family or not ... Ah, just like this. Let me tell you. Circumstances can be reversed at any time, big lady, so don't be arrogant to a main member like me."

Athene was boiling to the point that her face was so red. He was out of words. His pink hair color is sometimes proud and sometimes annoying for Athene. How not, the main family member must have hair and eye color ala de Cera but the blessing was not given to him but rather on girls who are not in demand. But on the other hand, the bright pink color is also very favored by nobles even though they are not dukedom, at least Athene managed to hook Marquis Galilee, a former Odyssey fiancee until they failed to marry.

Finally the girl moved from there with her servant who was in a frenzy chasing after the pompous miss.

"Famous because the surname alone is powerful, what if crowned crown princess? Cih, maybe one country wants to be mastered," murmured Luz while staring cynically at the last turn that Athene passed before disappearing from his sight.

"Miss shouldn't be like that." Rose was panicked, "Lady Athene might report this to the Marchioness."

"Oh, so besides being a lowly human, he's also a fightman?" Luz was not afraid at all. "You're the Marchioness, the marching band, the merchandise, or whatever it is, I'm not afraid let alone just mama's kid like that girl."

Luz smiled obliquely, folded his hands in front of his chest then continued his journey towards the pavilion. It will take at least a few more hours until dinner begins.

Rose. Who was the person she was with right now, she seemed to not know her young miss at all. Lady Odyssey was famously submissive, patient, and meek not a rebel, fond of throwing back insults that she could, and more importantly; rose could no longer predict what was on her mind.

The second miss de Cera changed drastically during the incident. Whether Rose should be grateful or otherwise, the important thing is that Lady Odyssey is back to health even more eager to live.