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Chapter 12

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Don't leave

    'How long have we been here'

HOURS KEPT PASSING .. as did the paper on the desk of Penelope. One by one. Life of luxury my arse — she thought disdainfully — being an Empress was more work than she imagined. {Had it not been for her college days back in her world ( since college makes a slave out of anyone, that much was true) she wouldn't have survived all this workload at all.}

    'This again' thought the Duke, Derrick, Reynold and Emily

    'At least I won't worry about being discovered' thought Penelope

Emily had brought six cups of tea meanwhile, the concern on her face growing a tad bit more with each time.

Finally she had enough of Penelope's antics, and huffed in annoyance, hand on her hips.

    'Hehe' thought Penelope in amusement as she watched what her maid was going to do. While Emily felt embarrassed about what was being shown.

    'How disrespectful!' thought Derrick

    'Should I be mad or glad on the maids behavior' thought the Duke

"You can't keep exerting yourself like this, your highness! why can't you just do the rest of it tomorrow?!" she pleaded, making Penelope raise her eyes from the documents she'd been reviewing for the teenth time.

    Her family were wondering if she was alright when they heard how many times she reviewed it.

"But the Emperor was sick, I must make sure he doesn't have extra workload for tomorrow." she stated, folding the dark pink hair that scattered over her shoulders up in a bun, securing them with an unused quill.

    'She look like a scholar' thought her family

Emily sighed, face palming at the all too familiar antics of her mistress. And it was then — she had an idea.

    'Mhm?' thought Penelope

Coyly, with the excuse of cleaning the empty tea cups from the table, she made a sneaky approach.

"Comoe to think of it, the Emperor hasn't left his bedchambers since the morning; I even saw the ever cheery Sir Felix looking irate today..." she murmured "wonder why that might be —-"

    'Ha! What a smart maid' thought the Duke

Catching on the maid's little scheme, Penelope gave her a deadpan stare — don't you think you're becoming too clever these days ? — written all over her stare wordlessly, making the maid sigh once again.

And back at work — Penelope couldn't help but wonder if there really was something to be concerned about. After all, Emily hadn't been wrong when she said the Emperor hadn't left his chambers all day — maybe there really was a problem.

    'It worked!!' thought her family

All thanks to the maid's bait, now the Empress couldn't concentrate on work. Tired — she stopped, massaging her temples. It was then a scroll caught her eye. The report she'd written to brief the Emperor about the small council meeting.

     The family watches as Penelope finds an excuse to visit the Emperor.

Technically she could give it to him tomorrow, there was no necessity to hand it in right away — she reasoned with herself, a small voice nagging in the back of her head simultaneously — he might not want to see anyone.