I replaced the vengeful villainess

[Chapter 3] Revenge

I woke up to a maid violently slapping me awake. "Good morning young miss, I've prepared your clothes, bath and a basin to wash your face." She said flatly and as a matter of fact rudely.

"Try to be more respectful, don't be rude" I said as i stepped off my bed. I saw her rolling her eyes at my suggestion and I lost it, I walked up to her and slapped her across her face. She fell to the floor and held her cheek, why was she so weak? She removed her hand and I saw a large red mark. oof! it's confirmed I still have my strength. "You should take my advice," She hastily nodded and stood up. I went to take a bath and was once again confused at the strange sight in front of me. I simply observed how the maid bathed me for next time it was nearly exactly the same as back home.

The clothes were disgusting... The dress had a cage and corset. It was ankle low along with a lavender overtop decorated with dark purple ribbons and jewels. The dresses shoulders were revealed I grimaced at the disgusting sight in front of me.

"What is this?"

"It's your favourite miss," . 'Lilith... what is this?'

"Sell it,"

"What?" She was confused and intimidated.

"Did you not hear me? I said sell it and the rest and bring the money back to me,"

"Y-Yes miss," She stammered and ran out the door asking a few other maids to take the clothes with her. Wait- i need clothes. She took all of them, i stepped out the door and signalled to a maid outside. She walked to me and bowed.

"Yes miss," She looked scared.

"Take some clothes from my father and call the tailor this afternoon," She looked surprised.

"Do you have permission to question me?" I looked at her normally but she was trembling, how rude.

"Yes miss, I'll do it now!" She ran off after bowing. I walked back into my room and took a good look in the mirror, I was pretty... My dark blue hair fell halfway down my back and my eyes were gold matching the interior of the room. My skin was pale but had a slight brown and pink tint in some places. My mother claimed I used to be skinny but I recently became larger after the incident, I seem to be growing the muscle I used to have which my mother claims to be unladylike. What does she know?

The maid returns with a suit looking fearful as always.

"M-Miss, This was all I could find that could fit you," She bowed her pupils trembling, why does she look like I'm about to kill her?

"What's the problem? That's fine," She looked surprised and relieved as she placed the clothing on the bed before leaving. I would've just stayed in my room all day, but we always have breakfast as a 'family'. I don't want to eat with them... I put on the suit and made myself downstairs.

The family looked shocked at the sight of me as I sat down and ate what was on my plate. Taking a look at my family, the father had the same hair colour as me but smoothed back in a short hairstyle his eyes were the same as well, a precious gold that could be sold for the highest prices . His button up shirt went down to his wrists and his waist coat was missing sleeves. He had a silver chain from one side of his collar to the other. The mother had snow coloured hair that just barely passed her shoulders, put up in a low bun with pearl accessories dotted here and there. Her eyes were a blue that resembled the oceans, they were deep and had a perfect gradient from light to dark . Her face looked quite youthful but she still couldn't conceal the few wrinkles that showed. She was wearing quite a bit of makeup with vibrant red lipstick to match her red, black laced dress. My sister resembled her mother much like I resembled our father. Her hair, just like mine resembled the dark night, resembled a midnight moon. Reaching her hips, left out and curled lightly. Her eyes were more majestic than her mothers, you could drown they looked so vast and she had the body shape men would dream of. Her face was much more youthful than her mothers and her lips and corners of her eyes had a soft peach. She, contrary to her mother wore a modest white dress even if it revealed her shoulders.

"My dear, what are you wearing!" My mother yelled at me distressed and confused.

I don't know how to explain this, so ^. Han Sooyoung from 'Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint' Novel. Why does she look so- damn

"Clothes" I replied blankly and continued eating. She looked confused...

"My lovely sister! How are you supposed to get a husband dressed like that!" My sister was actually laughing at me but hiding it through her worrying.

"I just won't, thank you for the concern" I continued eating. Why was it so awkward?

"My daughter," My father said as I turned to face him. " Do you not like what's in your wardrobe anymore?" . 'I couldn't see any fakeness but I can't let my guard down.'

"That is correct," I continued looking at him trying to sense even a bit of fakeness but couldn't.

"Would you like clothes like this?" He asked me. I squinted my eyes at him. So strange... Why is he so nice?

"But dear!" Mother raised her voice at father, her eyebrows furrowed but still respectful. "It's unladylike!"

"Enough. Our daughter should do what she wants," He looked her straight in the eye and I saw her shiver. "She already nearly died, who knows what could happen now," She backed down and sat.

"That's true,"

"Glad you understand." He said continuing to eat. "Lilith, would you like anything else?"

"I would like to get permission to go out please,"

"Whenever you wish as long as you have at least one knight with you," I guess that's okay, it could be worse. But I'm still confused, is this a new tactic?

"Thank you father," Maybe through this act I can get whatever I want... I want to learn this place's weaponry and techniques. I should visit the training grounds. "If you would excuse me now I have finished my meal. Thank you"

I've secured

➔A better wardrobe

➔Permission to go out

➔Money

I would say I'm quite successful. But I still need

➔A blacksmith for a katana.

➔This world's battle techniques

➔A noble title to live comfortably after I do what I must. (most preferably a baron or earl to lay low)

➔ Revenge for her.

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