I watched as the duchess continued to giggle while rubbing her hands together. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt very spooked out about how she was acting. I had known that her character was a complex one, but I didn’t count on her being so kind of maniac on top of everything else.
“A fever or a sprained ankle? I’m sorry but I don’t think I understand...” I said without hiding my apparent shock.
“You’ll do as I say, right? We did make a deal with each other...” the duchess replied with a pleased smile.
Every sense in my body told that sothing abnormal was about to happen. Duchess Flavia stared at intensely and I could sense her excitent and that just confird that I had sohow gotten myself involved in another ss without really understanding anything at all.
“Even if you say that...” I began protesting.
The duchess shook her head from side to side before putting up her hand to signal for to stop talking. I swallowed my words of protest when I decided to listen to what she had planned instead.
“If I were you, I would go with the sprained ankle plan. It’s easier and all you really have to do is keep repeating that it hurts every single ti that you are asked,” she said before letting out a delighted laugh.
“Are you telling to...fake an injury?” I asked with a sinking feeling in my tummy.
“You’re much more intelligent than I thought...” she said as her eyes and smile widened.
It was probably at that mont that I was certain that Duchess Flavia had more than a few screws loose in her mind.
...
This is a bad idea...
I should have known that striking up a deal with the duchess would be a bad idea. One of the worst parts was that I wasn’t even sure why the duchess was so insistent on doing this and what she really had to gain from it.
“You’re not really going to give him a call are you?” I asked as I started panicking.
“Of course, I am. Just rember to do exactly as I told you and everything will work out just fine,” she said with overflowing confidence.
“I’m not so sure...” I mumbled.
I had no idea where she got that much confidence from given the fact that she wasn’t the one who needed to act and fake an injury. In all my life, I had never acted before, and I have never fooled anyone intentionally in such a grandiose plan. Out of all the people that I had to fool; it just had to be Prince Leonard.
“Don’t worry. The prince has got to be extrely heartless not to fall for this...even if it’s partial...” she replied before chuckling.
I thought her low laughter sounded so evil. She gave a look that reminded that I was now her accomplice in this. After reaching our agreent and choosing the path of faking my sprained ankle, the duchess gave a surprisingly detailed briefing of what I needed to do. It was still impossible for to believe that sothing as ridiculous as this could work in fooling Prince Leonard. The only thing that gave comfort was the fact that the duchess assured that this was a no-fail approach based on her experience.
“Are you sure about this? You know, it’s not too late, we can still co up with sothing else that is...umm...less extre?” I suggested with a hopeful smile.
“High risk, high return. You’ve heard of that, right?” she said before grinning at .
“Well, yes...but...” I murmured before letting out a sigh.
“Trust , I know exactly what I’m doing. This will work just like magic, you shall see soon for yourself,” the duchess said as she placed a hand on my shoulder.
She had no idea how desperately I wanted to believe her and also how much it felt impossible to believe her. Unlike the duchess, I was the furthest thing from a great and convincing actress. Did I already ntion that the prince could read pretty much like an open book?
I only had one night to ntally prepare myself for what was to co. Based on our agreent, we would jointly execute our plan the following day. Looking at things optimistically, that ant that I only had to lose one night of sleep from my anxiousness. Just as I had expected, I failed to catch a wink of sleep the night before and I woke up with a throbbing headache. The duchess was already waiting for in the dance studio by the ti that I dragged myself there.
“You have no idea just how many tis I had to stop myself from turning and running away from this...” I hissed before letting out a sigh of frustration.
“Well, you’ve made the right choice in not running away. Great things are going to happen to you, I can just tell...” she said in her beautiful sing song voice.
“Will it really be ok?” I asked in a small voice.
“Of course. What can possibly go wrong?” she asked with a sweet smile.
In my mind, I could co up with at least a million things that could go wrong with what we were about to do. I wondered if things had to be this complicated. Perhaps if I had the courage to just pick up the phone and call Prince Leonard myself then this may not need to happen.
“I’m such a coward...” I muttered underneath my breath.
“No, you’re not. You’re actually very very brave,” the duchess said with an astonished look on her face.
Either that, or I’m just very very stupid...
“Are you ready? Here we go!” the duchess said excitedly as she pulled out her mobile phone and shook it right next to her face to show .
“W-Wait...” I said with widened eyes.
Now that it had co to this and our little act was about to start, I felt too nervous and terrified to go along with it. The way the duchess smiled at before pressing her phone to the side of her face told that it was already too late.
--To be continued...
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