Chapter 1

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"Lady Solacaeis. Thank you for having me here and the day before yesterday. My time as your mentor is now officially ended. I had a great time with you and truly, I adore you as my student. The Duke would be so proud of you. I wish you all the best for your journey and your future. May the God and Goddesses bless you." Pinunasan niya ang mga tumutulong luha at ngumiti sa akin.

Okay, where do I even begin? This old man in front of me is my one and only tutor, mentor, or whatever you call it. He's been with me for the past 8 years. Wala akong ibang tutor maliban sa kaniya. Sabi kasi ni Dad, siya daw ang pinakamagaling na scholar sa imperyo kaya ayon, naging tutor ko siya from literature, archaeology, history, ethics, arithmetic, dancing, art, music, fitness, strength building (which is actually for boys only), swordsmanship, etiquette class, and so on.

I am here in our mansion in the east to atone for my sins. Hah! Sins my ass. Why in the world is it called a sin when I only spilled my juice on her gown because she did it to me first. An eye for an eye! But these mere noble worms misunderstood me an accused me that I was the one who did it first. I tried to explained but boy, it became worst. No one believed me as I was the so-called villainess in this empire. Totoo naman na maldita ako o ano pero never naman na ako 'yong na una. Takot lang talaga 'yong mga bubwit na 'yon sa akin.

Dahil sa panggatong na nilagay nila sa maliit na apoy, lumaki tuloy ang problema! I thought it was the end of it but no, it wasn't. Inungkat ng mga letcheng uod ang mga past scenes ko na may nagawa kuno akong mali at baka ako pa ang dahilan ng pagkatakot ng mga anak na babaeng nobles sa pag-attend nga mga banquet dahil nariyan ako palagi at kasunod no'n ay gulo. Wow, oa much. Kasalanan ko bang bobo 'yang anak niyo. Alam na ngang villainess kuno ako, lapit pa ng lapit sa akin at nanghahamon ng gulo. Umuwing duguan daw ang anak nila, 'e, nahulog 'yong ketchup sa gown niya while nakikipag-away sa akin. At sunod-sunod pa ang mga complaints laban sa akin. Shuta.

The Emperor cannot do anything about their complaints, kasi naman, hindi naman ako pumapatay o ano pa 'yan, simpleng away lang naman 'yan. So, the worms pestered my Dad about it and boom! Siguro na puno na rin si Dad sa akin kaya ayon, gumawa siya ng resolution. Ipinatapon niya ako sa Armin Little City where our other mansion is standing. At para mapatahimik pa sila ay ginawa pa niyang 8 years ang imprisonment ko dito. Bawal lumabas dahil dadagdagan pa ng 7 years ang pagkakulong ko.

Bukas agad ay pinabyahe na ako. I can feel the wicked smiles and the victory of those worms! Ugh, if only I could slit their necks and drink their filthy blood!

Kidding.

Now to cut the little drama short, I lived in this mansion for 8 boring years! And guess what? This day is the end for my punishment. Which means I'm going back to wreck havoc again. Funny nga, 'e, dahil 16 years old na ako at saka pa nakalabas. Tumpak mismo sa legal age. Suspicious na suspicious.

I simply rolled my eyes. "Very funny, Sir Bouillon. Being dramatic doesn't suits you. And please don't thank me for having you here. I never wanted you here and I don't have a great time with you, dummy. Now please stop being  a chatterbox and scram off." Inis kong pinagpagan ang palda ko at sumakay na sa carriage.

One thing to know about Sir Bouillon is that he likes to be scolded and treated in a bad way. Iw, right? He doesn't want to be scolded from anyone except me. Ugh, creep. And by the way, this creep is still 27 years old. Old enough to be called as a creep.

Nakita ko pa itong kumaway sa akin at yumuko bilang paggalang bago umusad ang sasakyan. Hah! Finally, I'm going home! I miss my bedroom, my comfy blanket, my soft pillo-willows, my comfy mattress, my study table, the tulip garden at the backyard, and the worms. And I almost forgot, Matcha, my big white tiger, Cookie, my lion, and Scarlet, my beautiful bird. Oh goodness how I miss those baby furs. I can't wait to go home already!

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