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Seoul suddenly found herself in a carriage, in a strange world as Ophelia Celine. A misfortunate character of the novel she'd been reading who was sold off as a concubine to the neighbouring Empire, but on beh...
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" Your Highness!" Jennie sprinted to Ophelia, " I'm sorry to disturb your meeting!"
Both of them turned their heads to Jennie's intrusion. Her eyes were overwhelmed with tears and it was clear she was in extreme distress.
Leon glared at Jennie for her disturbance and upon noticing it she bit her tongue and stumbled back and in a small mumble said: " I..I'm sorry-"
" Jennie!" Ophelia ran up from her seat and gave her an immediate hug. " What happened?!"
Jennie's eyes clouded with tears, as her inflamed heart filled with anxiety was squeezed by Ophelia's sudden solace.
The Duke who had expected the Princess of Alira, to punish and be offended by her maid. Was at awe by her response.
' I would've punished that servant...' He scoffed to himself, ' It just shows how badly her servants respect her. How unfortunate...'
" Y...your Majesty," her voice sounded scratchy.
" It's alright, tell me. No need to suppress your tears," Ophelia told her.
Her tears began to stream down her face " My mother...she is dying! She caught an incurable disease from the capital! I must go to see her!" She wailed in her arms.
' Jennie's family moved here because of me. It's only fair that I allow her to leave.' Ophelia thought. 'Plus she's done so much for both me and Ophelia. And from her memories, she deserves the best!'
" And you wish to visit her?" Ophelia inquired.
Jennie's sobs slowed " Would you allow me to?!"
"Of course," she replied. ' My authority is low, and I'm yet to be officially the fiance of the Prince in this Empire...' She reasoned to herself.
Grabbing the paper and pen from her hand Ophelia had gone back to her table.
" Finally, I see you have remembered me..." The Duke joked.
Dismissing him, she wrote a permission slip of a 2 and a half week holiday. Then lifting her head she smiled at Leon and asked " Could you please give your stamp of approval,"
