The Villainess Wants To Go Home

Chapter 11 - A secret between you and me

Getting the Duke to agree with my request was the best decision I made coming here. Making him pay

for everything I do here will save me lots of money.

I smirked down at my reflection from the glittering gold coins Marcus gave me as contribute to staying

here. Picking up one of the gold coins, I fiddled it across my knuckles back and forward.

"Poor duke. Hasn't he learnt to never trust anyone's words so carelessly especially from a former

assassin"

*Knock Knock*

I dropped the gold coin back into the chest and closed it shut with a slam. "You have permission to

enter" I answered the door from across the room.

The decorated door opened with a creak. "Lady Diana the tailor you requested has arrived" Stella

replied.

"Bring him in"

"Yes, my lady" Stella bowed her head before going back.

A middle-aged man walked in, his hair was slicked back with a few strands of visible grey hair on his

brown hair. He bowed in courtesy when he laid eyes with me.

"Good day to my lady. You have requested my for my presence" his rusty voice greeted me.

"Yes, I have. Stella, prepare us some tea please" I commanded stella. Stella was stunned at my

command, I glared at her and she flinched. "Yes, my lady" she bowed before fast walking to the door.

"My lady there is no need" the tailor said waving his hand nervously.

"A guest should be welcomed shouldn't they Mr Charles" I remember him in the story. He was a

famous tailor in the whole Kingdom of Aureum. He was the Royals personal tailor but he worked for

other Aristocrats for extra money. His store held the finest clothes for ladies and men yet that doesn't

say he liked Diana very much because of her commanding and rude manner towards him.

Nevertheless, he always made her gowns out of kindness because she was Mariana's daughter.

"Take a seat. Mr Charles" I gestured him to sit down while I took a seat. He looked hesitantly like he

was terrified with Diana's strange behaviour. I don't blame him, Diana never treated her guest with

respect any way.

He slowly made his way to the centre of the room, placing his bag on the floor he sat across me.

"You see, I have a few requests I want to make." I started out. He stared at me patiently, his hands

were trembling while sweat was forming across his brow.

"No need to be nervous Mr Charles, I'm not making you do something illegal. I just need you to make

me an attire I have designed for you" I said.

A long sigh of relief escaped his lips. 'What was this old man think I was going to make him to do. Pour

Itching powder in Ariana's dresses?'

"I want you to make it for me and deliver it to me by this week. No later" I slid across the paper with my

design.

He picked it up and examined it. "Such remarkable but peculiar design of clothing" he mumbled. I rose

an eyebrow, proud that my work is being appreciated by a tailor.

"Thank you, Mr Charles" I said with a charming smile. His eyes widened in shock before his cheeks

went pink of embarrassment. "I-it's a p-pleasure" he stuttered.

"Please don't tell anyone about this." I instructed. I can't let Diana's father know about this or he will

defiantly know I fooled him.

I saw his face became serious. "If that is what you wish my lady".

"After you made it, burn the design and don't reveal it to anyone." I stated.

He nodded. "Before my maids come act like you came here to size me for new dresses. I don't need

them to know"

He nodded in approval again. 'This guy is being too easy right now, giving me bad vibes'

I took out a pouch filled with gold. "My father has paid you but I'm paying extra for the secret" I threw

him the pouch and he caught.

"You do as I say and maybe I can reward you handsomely." I cracked my finger a habit I do when I win.

"Oh, and before I forget" I took an envelope slip from the table beside me and slid it across the table.

"Pass this to a blacksmith and tell him this a request from Lady Diana."

I placed another pouch of gold on the table. "For the blacksmith"

"My lady what are intending to do with all this?" he asked curiously eyeing me suspiciously.

I stared into his brown eyes. "Don't worry I'm not intending on killing anyone. I'm a weak noble lady

anyway. I just need to weapons to defend myself when I'm out there"

Mr Charles face calmed a little.

"Why must you defend yourself when you're living here?"

"I'm leaving to find myself a home I could live peacefully. Maybe a little cottage in the woods away from

society or something" I lied.

"I see" he didn't say anything after.

"Remember Mr Charles this is a secret between the both of us. Don't utter a word to anyone" I shot a

few daggering eyes at him making sure he gets my threat. He gulped.

"Y-yes" he panicked.

"It was nice working with you Mr Charles" I stood up and put my hand out for a hand shake. Mr Charles

stared at confusion. I waited like an idiot before he shook my hand in confusion.

I forgot ancient noble women don't shake hands with other men or women in the matter of fact. '**** my

inner modern self' I cursed myself.

*Knock Knock*

"Permission to enter" I answered.

Lilly and Stella walked in with a trolley full of sweet and a pot a couple of tea cups.

My plan was going perfectly well than I thought.

-Ariana P.O.V-

"~la la~la la~" I hummed a lovely tune while brushing my locks of brown hair. Today was a great day for

me. No. the best day that ever happened to me actually, last night was. My cheeks went red as I

remembered dancing gracefully across the ballroom with the prince.

His tall muscular body waltzing me through the ball room gracefully as all the jealous eyes of the noble

ladies were on us. His warm hand holding mines and my waist gently. I still remember his charming

golden eyes looking into my eyes without glancing away not once while we danced wishing this

moment would not end. "EEEEE" I squealed in joy.

It's sad to know that Diana was not there to witness it, oh I wish I had seen that humiliated bitchy face.

Her beautiful innocent and loveable younger sister dancing with her fiancé oops I mean ex-fiancé.

"Hmph bitch that's what you get for going against me." I grinned at myself from the reflection.

"Just you wait I will get everything you ever wished you had. The prince, family and a kingdom." I

cackled.

"Just imagine me. Empress Ariana wife of Emperor Damon" I blushed even more. Things are going

great.

I plopped on my bed. 'I just love my life'

"I could just imagine the wedding, our life and...Kids" that slipped from my mouth. 'WAIT KIDS' the

thought of his ***** body on me, making love with me appeared in my mind. My face became red as a

tomato. "Ariana you must not think of such things. You're a noble lady not a shameful woman who

fantasies her future husband in bed" I smacked some sense into me.

*Knock knock*

"Come in" I answered sweetly. In came Stella and Lilly bowing their heads as they entered my room.

"My lady" they both greeted in sync.

"Anything I need to know about Diana" I said with a grin. I have been getting full detail about Diana for

about as long as I can remember. Her plots, evil plans and everything else from these two lovely maids.

That's how I have schemed my way through of acting out as the innocent child of the Glacies.

"Yes, there is" Stella answered politely.

"Tell me" I looked like a puppy begging for treats.

The two maids looked at each other, their faces showed of worry.

"Well, what is it?" I said impatiently. I don't have all day; I need to go to the palace and see the prince.

"These last two days Diana has been acting kind of odd" Lilly stared out.

"I have noticed that" I tapped my chin remembering this morning's encounter and last night's absence.

"And the ugly dress she was supposed to wear last night she changed it." My eyes widened at Stella's

statement. 'What does she mean changed it?'

"It was actually the most beautiful design I had ever laid eyes on even though it was rather odd looking"

Stella said with sparkles in her eyes. 'Her dress was the most beautiful dress you had ever laid eyes

on? Was it even better than mines? I must have that dress no matter what the cost' Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"I also eavesdropped on the conversation between the tailor and Diana however I was able to get a few

details"

"What did they talk about" I asked. Was she planning of making a new dress? if she was, I need to

muck it up again and I can't let her change it again.

"She said something about leaving the estate and living in some cottage in the forest"

I but my nail. 'She's leaving? No, she can't if she does then how will look more innocent in front of the

prince" things are getting serious. Diana never thought of leaving. Who would want to leave and live in

disgusting dirty small cottage with a bunch of dirty rats?

"Isn't that wonderful. You have the prince all to yourself without her interfering" Lilly excitedly cheered.

'Wait Lilly has a point. Who cares whether I look good in front of the prince because of Diana? The

prince already loves or he would have never danced with me. I could send an assassin to get rid of her

for good so she will never come back'

"Does father know about this?" I asked.

"Yes, he knows that Diana is leaving however he forbid her to." 'What no! this is ruining everything'

"Apparently she seems to be going behind his back." Stella spoke hesitantly.

I grinned.

"Prepare me a gown" I ordered. "Yes" they both bowed before rushing to the closet.

'It seems I must meet my dear older sister and have a little chat'