“Leave it as if it were a trivial topic. Rumors that are too specific shouldn’t enter the Head’s ear too early, right?”
“Well done, Mimosa.”
Carola smiled broadly.
“Carola is impressed! She will not forget Mimosa’s performance this time. You know you’ve never did anything disappointing to Carola, right?”
Carola handed her a bag of gold coins. Mimosa accepted the gold coin with an exaggeratedly happy expression.
‘Even though you’ve only given light talk like this and never given any significant amount of money.’
She had already received enough from the general. Mimosa laughed at the money Carola gave her. She said that when they finished this job, she would set her up to marry a good and excellent knight.
In addition, Elisha decided to give her a large dowry. Mimosa was about to hum.
‘Yes, I will do my job very well. Very well… … .’
Meanwhile, Carola daydreamed about Elisha’s destruction and hummed. Mimosa struggled to hide her laughter as she dreamed of her rosy future.
That night, the ex-master and servant were happy with different thoughts.
***
But Carola’s plot was just beginning.
As the night progressed, Carola painstakingly groomed herself. And she asked Mimosa.
“Did Jacob go to the courtesan’s house?”
“Yes, the lady was very pleased when I explained it was prepared to relax him.”
Conspiracies planned by Carola. Jacob had to vacate the mansion for all of that to happen tonight.
In a nearby town close to the duchy, there was a brothel of courtesans where aristocrats came and went.
Carola reserved a courtesan who was so popular that it had been difficult to book for tonight. There was no way Jacob could refuse.
“We prepared the same clothes as Elisha. Good job. If you turn off the lights and put a veil over our face, it will be hard to tell who is who.”
A memorial service to remember and comfort the dead. At that time, women were expected to wear pure white clothes. It was an elegant design with no decorations, if possible. And a long cotton veil was worn on one’s head.
Mimosa skillfully prepared Carola’s clothes. She dressed her up like Elisha. Her heart pounded.
Tonight, her wish would come true. By now, Zain should be heading to the temple with drugs to frighten Elisha.
***
Elisha saw over a hundred gold and silver candlesticks and the candles on them. She started lighting them one by one.
In the ancient temple ceremony, one had to keep the candles lit all night. Then, the one would sing chants or play songs with the deceased favorite objects around.
However, Elisha did not intend to put so much effort into it.
“Arien, was this your taste?”
Elisha surveyed the things that Arien liked. There was a beautiful porcelain doll and a music box. Elisha turned one of her music boxes around. She put it in her ear and listened quietly.
“You had such an innocent girlish hobby like this. It’s too pitiful that you died miserably.”
Ugh. The sound of the wind came in response.
“It’s better not to be the daughter-in-law of a family like this, after all.”
Elisha put down her music box and muttered languidly. It was then.
Creeekkk–
She heard the door of the dark temple open. Elisha, sitting on her knees on the floor, raised her head. Her white dress rubbed against the floor. Her blonde hair waved wildly.
“Who… … .”
Elisha’s eyes widened.
“Ah—!”
Startled, the intruder blocked her mouth from behind her. Before long, as if her oxygen had run out, her mind went hazy.
