The room was draped in silk and shadow, golden light filtering through embroidered screens of cranes and lotuses. It softened everything, from the crimson and jade cushions scattered around a low rosewood table to the delicate porcelain teacups set between them. A faint scent of jasmine lingered in the air, curling from an incense holder shaped like a lotus, and beneath it all was the subtle warmth of sandalwood.
Seated on the cushions, the concubine laughed—a clear, melodic sound that echoed through the high-ceilinged chamber, dancing through the space as though it had been waiting for her alone. Her Pink hair, pinned with pearls, fell loose over her shoulder as she leaned forward, her laughter warm and unguarded.
“Can you believe That?”
The sweet Aroma of the candle went through the room and through The Concubine's nose, as it slightly flickered gently.
Beside her, the lady-in-waiting smiled, watching her mistress carefully, like she was weary of her own world and the twisted thoughts and deception that was known to deeply cover The Imperial Palace.
The concubine stated as she looked at the lady-in-waiting, who had quite a drawn expression on her face. Unmoving To the world around her.
“No - I really can't, Lady Rosette”
“What are you talking about, Miss?” The Lady-in-waiting questioned as she looked at the person she was assigned to guide and care for in the palace.
“What?’
“I'm talking About the banquet of course!”
“The one that Sister, never went to, or even attended”
“I really and truly thought she would have known better!”
“Her Highness?”
The lady-in-waiting With a quite puzzled and confused expression on her face as she looked at Rosette.
“The Crown Princess?” The lady-in-waiting said as she looked at her
“I thought it was known why she hadn't attended…?”
Rosette, taking her time to consider the lady-in-waiting’s words, before then curtly replying with a harsh and brazen tone of voice. Ridiculing And mocking the Crown Princess for her decision to not attend something that had been worked on quite hard to still go ahead.
“No – Ellie Didn't even bother attending”
“Ellie?” The lady-in-waiting murmured, wondering why the Concubine was calling The Crown Princesses nickname so casually. Like they weren't rivals.
“Yes! Her Highness!’
“Did she not attend because of me being there?”
“Does she really hate… Myself, Rosette.. this much?”
The lady-in-waiting, a younger woman in her mid-twenties with golden coloured hair and deep Hazel eyes had a confused expression on her face. Before she then quickly went to the Concubine and comforted her with her words.
“Oh no! I'm sure that Her Highness”
“I'm sure she doesn't hate Miss Rosette”
“I just heard -”
Rosette, Raising an eyebrow as she looked at the lady-in-waiting.
“What? – What did you hear about…sister…?”
“Ah, nothing”
“TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE HEARD!”
The concubine demanded out of her frustrations and anger, she needed leverage… She needed and required something to use against the Crown Princess?
What was a simple Mistress to an heir, if she didn't have any power…any or any authority… no, i can't
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This Life Will Be My Last
FantasíaElisabeth Valois, the once well renowned Grand Duchess of Murcadina. After being murdered brutally by her Husband and his mistress, Elisabeth comes back to the everlasting same scenario and situation that she is faced with, moments before her end. T...
