Resetting Lady - Chapter 92

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Night came once again, and the day Prince Guiz had mentioned arrived.

 

Knock knock.

 

Someone knocked on the door. It seemed Donna was away. Karen covered her ears with a pillow. She was dressed in nightclothes. Karen closed her eyes. She really didn’t want to go. She didn’t want to wear what her mother used to wear.

 

“It’s okay.”

 

Now time was almost up. A month and a half. If she waited that long, it would be Karen’s wedding. And the day after that, Karen would either die or finally meet her end this time.

 

Knock knock.

 

She wouldn’t have to spread her legs anymore. She wouldn’t have to have her neck cut anymore. No more.

 

Knock knock.

 

“Go away.”

 

“I obey your command.”

 

It wasn’t Donna but a strange man who entered. He was a man dressed in ordinary clothes. But his face was rough, and his forearms were thick. A man whose whole body showed he did dirty work. Karen frowned.

 

“Get out.”

 

“Prince Guiz ordered me to bring you.”

 

“Tell him I wasn’t here.”

 

“I cannot lie to him.”

 

“I’m about to be married, so why are you doing this?”

 

“I only follow Prince Guiz’s orders. He wants to have a word with you.”

 

The man grabbed Karen’s wrist. Karen was forcibly pulled up from the bed. Karen shouted toward the door.

 

“Donna!”

 

“…”

 

“Tell Countess Elba!”

 

This was terrible overreach. No matter if he was Prince Guiz, he couldn’t drag away a woman staying at a count’s house, a baron’s fiancée, like this and do as he pleased.

 

“Let go. Are you going to drag me like a pig or dog?”

 

“I only follow orders. Karen Evans, get up and follow orders. He wants to see you.”

 

“Donna!”

 

But there was no answer. The maid wasn’t there. Since when had she been gone?

 

Karen regretted having too few people around her. At minimum, she had to let Countess Elba know. She had to let even Lian know. She couldn’t be dragged away without anyone knowing. Even if she kept her mouth shut, there had to be at least someone watching. But why was no one here?

 

The man grabbed Karen’s arm.

 

“…Karen Evans, be quiet.”

 

“You, what’s your rank? What family are you from? Identify yourself properly.”

 

“You don’t need to know that either.”

 

Karen noted that his clothes were ordinary, and his speech and accent were also rough. He wasn’t someone officially employed by the royal family. They couldn’t speak like that. Karen looked around. Behind him were several more men like him.

 

“Even if you say Prince Guiz, dragging a sleeping person away in the middle of the night like this is ridiculous. Tell him to invite me officially.”

 

“Ha.”

 

“If he wants to sleep with me, tell him to at least treat me as a mistress.”

 

Smack.

 

Karen gasped for breath. What, just now. That man. Just now. My cheek. On my face. Her head shook. Karen blinked. It was unexpected violence from an unexpected person. Tears formed in her eyes.

 

The servant had slapped Karen’s cheek. She was hit by a man whose name she didn’t know, who had never hit her even once.

 

“Behave yourself.”

 

“…If you damage my face, you won’t be safe either.”

 

But even trying to compose herself, her voice came out weakly. Karen steeled herself and glared at him. She had been whipped by Verdick hundreds of times and had her neck cut with an axe dozens of times. Her pride was hurt. But the man laughed as if Karen’s glare was ridiculous.

 

“That’s what you think.”

 

“I’ll inform Countess Elba before I go.”

 

Going like this, she really felt like she would just disappear from the world without anyone knowing. At minimum, if she was going, she had to let someone know. She didn’t want to just disappear.

 

“Stop talking nonsense and I’ll give you 10 minutes. Change your clothes. Or it doesn’t matter to me if you just go like that. You won’t be wearing clothes in front of him anyway.”

 

Karen sat down and glared at him.

 

“One.”

 

“Two.”

 

He was counting. Karen had to think. She had to make a judgment. If she went like this, she had to at least thoroughly pretend to be a victim to Raymond. She couldn’t just disappear like this. Karen regretted the past two days when she had tried to escape reality. But what should she do?

 

Who would help her against the prince?

 

“Harassing a woman is an evil deed.”

 

“…Your Highness.”

 

Then, like a miracle, a voice was heard. The one who helped her was his son. A young royal who admired Raymond.

 

Prince Louis entered.

 

And three knights followed behind him.

 

The servant knelt down. The prince looked down at the man and asked his knight.

 

“Do you know who he is?”

 

“…I don’t know.”

 

“Who are you?”

 

“Prince Louis, there’s no need to speak with him. He’s a lowly person.”

 

The knight stepped forward and asked the man instead. The man knelt and bowed his head.

 

“Who are you?”

 

“I’m someone who runs errands under Prince Guiz.”

 

“Then, are you saying that father called Miss Karen in the middle of this night?”

 

“…”

 

The man seemed unsure what to say.

 

“Why is Prince Louis here in the middle of this late night?”

 

“Wow.”

 

Louis laughed as if amused.

 

“You seem not to have heard who I am. Sir, did you hear that?”

 

“Yes. He’s trying to interrogate royalty.”

 

“Oh, no!”

 

The man who had suddenly become someone interrogating a prince was sweating profusely.

 

“The prince wants her…”

 

“Why did he call for her?”

 

“…I don’t know.”

 

“Is the country in crisis right now?”

 

“…”

 

To the man who couldn’t quite understand what he was saying, Louis kindly spoke again.

 

“Unless the country is in crisis and people need to be evacuated, is there really a need for Miss Karen to go right now?”

 

“This is what Prince Guiz requested. I also received orders.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

The knight grabbed his head tightly.

 

“Since it’s late at night, it should be fine not to go right now. Right?”

 

“Your Highness… please show mercy to me as well.”

 

The man’s voice was shaking like Karen’s had been moments before.

 

“Really? Do I need to care about that?”

 

Prince Louis gestured to the knight. The knight grabbed the man’s head and lifted it up. Making eye contact with the man, Prince Louis opened his mouth.

 

“You’d better think carefully about whose words you should listen to.”

 

After the man bowed and left, Prince Louis gestured for Karen, who was bowing her head, to get up.

 

“You don’t need to change clothes. I’ll leave soon.”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

How did he come just now? Karen was curious, but since she didn’t know if she could speak first or ask questions, she didn’t relax her posture. But he spoke first.

 

“Lord Raymond sent me a pigeon.”

 

“But how did you…”

 

“A son who cares about his father’s sleeping arrangements, the country must be running well, right?”

 

Karen just bowed her head. When Prince Louis gestured to the knight, the door opened.

 

“I’ll come once more soon to see Princess Lian. If I’m in this manor, men like that won’t be able to enter.”

 

Prince Louis left without looking back, as if Karen’s thanks weren’t particularly necessary. Karen got up and sat on the bed. His attitude, gestures, and even hairstyle were very much an imitation of Raymond. He seemed to like him quite a bit. Though he still showed his youth in small ways.

 

Karen wondered how much he would change when he became an adult. She had never seen it before.

 

“…Donna, bring tea.”

 

Had she still not come?

 

Karen frowned. Her personal maid had been absent for far too long. She had kept her around because she was reasonably competent, but now she was becoming increasingly unreliable. Karen clicked her tongue, thinking of the other girl she had employed before.

 

But even the next day, she did not return.

 

Karen became more anxious than when Raymond didn’t come.

 

Donna was missing.

 

This had never happened before.

 

No, Donna had never actually been her personal maid until now. Karen knew nothing about how she had lived or moved about until this point. Where could she be now?

 

Karen was curious.

 

“Well… she didn’t come to collect meals today. Oh my, isn’t that Miss Karen?”

 

The middle-aged woman who was the chef of the Count’s family looked surprised upon seeing Karen. Karen looked around the kitchen. Befitting a place in the Count’s manor, it was very large and filled with many people. The chef asked in a slightly surprised voice at Karen’s sudden visit.

 

“Then she hasn’t been eating at all? Goodness, if you stay in your room, I’ll have someone bring it right up. How terrible….”

 

“No, I’m not particularly hungry.”

 

Karen shook her head as she answered, looking at the maids who were tensely standing behind the chef.

 

“Do you know when Donna went missing?”

 

“No.”

 

Donna was her personal maid to begin with. And she herself was living here by the grace of the Countess. She wasn’t connected to the other people. Donna was simply someone who received and carried the food that was given, a guest’s maid. They only knew her name. Such an outsider.

 

“Where could she have gone?”

 

“When did you last see her?”

 

“I’m not sure…. Two days? Three days?”

 

Because of Prince Guiz, Karen had spent the past few days worrying like a shut-in. She couldn’t tell exactly when Donna had disappeared.

 

“She didn’t say anything?”

 

She had instructed her to deliver a letter, and hadn’t seen her since. Where on earth could she have disappeared to? She had thought Donna might stay at the Evans Estate for about a day, but this was taking far too long.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then it might be quite difficult.”

 

Karen rubbed her eyes. Then she saw the chef turn around and say “twelve boxes of bacon,” and stepped back. All the maids in the kitchen were filled with anticipation, excitement, and tension. They had no interest in Donna and were just waiting for her to leave. Karen decided not to waste any more time.

 

“I’ll go ask the girls in the laundry room.”

 

“Do you know where it is?”

 

“Yes.”

 

It wasn’t a place she had visited just once or twice.

 

Karen headed to the laundry room. The maids there also seemed to have a lot of work. When Karen arrived, despite being busy, the person in charge came to attend to her, but the laundry room maids didn’t give her any useful answers either.

 

“We’re not sure, she’s not someone who works with us.”

 

“Shall we send a personal seamstress to you?”

 

“Later.”

 

Karen had nothing much to say to the maids who only cared about her well-being. The laundry room maids barely even knew Donna’s name. It was actually natural. Donna was Karen’s maid. She had no connection with them.

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