Zylith.

"I see, so that's what happened huh!" My gorgeous teacher nodded his head finally in understanding.

"Hm hm yes! So..... could you... maybe keep it a secret, dear teach?" I asked while sheepishly biting my lips, and he raise a brow to that.

"You want to keep your disastrous secret endeavour a secret?" He asked, though I was not sure if he sounded willing enough to concede to my plea, I still could only nod my head fiercely to convince him to agree to my request.

"I know it's a lot to ask after all the ruckus I have caused, but please, do not turn me down dear teacher." I looked at him with the most pitiful eyes I could possibly conjure up, seeming as though I would die if he were to deny me.

"My dearest pupil, so you are aware that you have caused a huge ruckus up here huh." He gave me an angelic smile which didn't look very angelic to me at the moment. "You do know that you want me to cover up a case of national concern. You so blatantly used the forbidden drug as though it is just mere candy on your poor knight and escaped the castle without notifying anyone. Are you aware of your position, Your Highness?" And I looked away from him with a guilty conscious.

"I see that Prince Alexteris's letter to me was right on mark. Her Highness really does know how to blow a situation out of proportions." My gorgeous teacher said with a smile, while my expression could only get more and more contorted with each passing second. "Maybe I should consider putting a leash on you from now on, eh?" Gone with his polite gestures, now the man before me looked at me like a father looking at his naughty child who was caught red-handed in the middle of her mischiefs.

"T-Teacher?" I looked at him with sudden frightful eyes, swallowing hard to ease my dry throat.

"Yes, I am, though reluctantly, am willing to keep your secret. But there are conditions attached, you'll have to listen to every word I say from now on and do exactly as I say, Your Highness. You cannot afford to lax in your studies when under me, do you understand?" There was a mad glint in the beautiful man's eyes as he stated his conditions for keeping his mouth shut, I could already feel cold sweat wetting my back as I stared back at him timidly.

'Damn this guy is planning to murder me, isn't he?' I wailed inside my head, but I could do nothing to remedy my situation. He knew he had got me and got me good.

"That means no more of Your Highness's creative answers and no more of your verbal mischiefs. You understand, right?" He said with a smile, but it looked more like Satan's 'Gotcha' smile to me.

I was internally crying tears of blood as I slowly but reluctantly nodded my head in accede. "I yield." I muttered in a low listless voice.

When he heard my words, what I got was the most stunning smile that had ever graced one's eyes.

A beauty loving person like me, never had I ever imagined myself to be hating that very beauty on this fateful day.

And as such, the much-anticipated evening came to an end.

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Fredurd woke up the following morning, remembering next to nothing that had happened when he glugged that drink. And I didn't blame him for that. I was only glad that he didn't need any neutralizer for the drug that I illegally smuggled out of the palace and secretly fed him. If words were to get out about the matter...... I couldn't help imagining that forbidding fate that awaited me(shudder).

Whereas Liana found out the instigator of her matter of the underwear, which was unsurprisingly so, was the same head maid called Melissa who bullied her in front of me the very first time.

"So it was her huh? And? How are you going to retaliate?" I asked Liana with my brows, raised.

"Re-Retaliate?"

"Of course, she dared to bully you, the First Queen's personal maid in waiting. don't tell me you are planning on letting her off just like that." I frowned in faint displeasure.

"I.... Should I also try and steal one of her underwears?" Liana pondered while twiddling my hair into a braid.

"What nonsense are you thinking about, not to mention the fact that her underwears would be far more fancier looking than your torn rags, which would ultimately make one realize that it is not a rag but a woman's underwear, but the idea itself is a very stupid approach." I said with a sigh.

"R-Right! Then what should I do to extract my revenge?" She asked with a confused expression.

"Why are you asking me? Injustice was done to you, you were wronged, so it is also your responsibility to extract your own revenge. You can't be telling me that I should go dirty my hands on your behalf now, can you?" I frowned.

"No No, of course not Your Highness, how dare I!" Liana waved her hands in a fluster.

"Then do think of a way to get your revenge as soon as possible, you might be used to being wronged, but this lady right here is not. So you better think of a decent way to teach that hussy a good lesson." I grumbled in ire.

"Yes Your Highness, I shall do my best." Liana bobbed her head like ravenous chicks do while pecking on grains, and I didn't think to further discuss the matter.

Anyways, its not like I had lots of leisure time to spare thinking about useless stuff. Thinking of what kind of backbreaking schedule my gorgeous instructor had planned for me was already making me incessantly sweat in fear. Where did I have the time to worry about other things.

And then suddenly, another bomb was mercilessly dropped on me.

"Greetings to Your Highness Queen Elizabeth. I am a messenger on behalf of the benevolent Queen Dowager, I am here to deliver the message that General Geovelle Loghard has arrived at the capital and Her Majesty the Queen Dowager want Her Highness to do the necessary preparation for his warm welcome." A lanky messenger came to my door at the very moment when I was lamenting in my personal sorrows, and I couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry as I glared at the messenger with twitching hard-pressed lips.

General Geovelle Loghard was a known henchman of the Queen Dowager. He was a border petrol general, said to have won many wars and earned many rewards for himself. But from what I heard about the real undercurrent going on about this particular general, he was as corrupt as the day is long.

Killing people who had offended him, raping women, accepting bribes or extortion, you name it, this f*cker had done it all. And now, that kind of trash was here, in the capital. What the heck was this sewer rat doing out here in the capital? Whatever it was, I knew it couldn't be anything good.

I squinted my eyes in contemplation. 'Is this the Queen Dowager's new plan of action to trip me?' I frowned.

The Queen Dowager wanted me to make arrangements for this guy's welcoming banquet at such short notice. If this was not blatantly saying that she wanted to find trouble with me, then what was!

I groaned in dejection, who was going to understand my plight. I was hard-pressed from all directions, were these lots trying to take my little ol' life?

"Liana!" I sighed, "Lets go give this bastard the greatest welcome of the year."

And off I went to take care of the new pickle that fell onto my lap.

To be Continued.........