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That afternoon, a maid wearing a weird uniform goes in to hand me my food.

I am used to this kind of treatment but her looks are not typical for me. Compared to the delicate ruffles used in the palace's servant uniforms, hers appear to be...quite lacking.

"Miss Serra, here's your meal. We still don't know your preference in food but the boss told us to take extra care of what you eat. For now, this is what the head chef made but you can request anything if you don't like the meals we prepare," she says while looking at me straight in the eye.

I can't help but look away. If this was the imperial palace, she wouldn't dare to even take a peek at me. She'd be beheaded if she dare to do so.

This girl is really creepy. Wait, no. "Insolent" works better.

"It's...fine," I say, cautiously.

She then bows slightly.

"Miss, you can speak your mind. We do not wish to force you into anything."

I look at the dish in front of me. I have never eaten anything less in my whole life so I know that this dish is enough to satisfy me. If possible, this even looks better than the ones I had before. The way everything was put together is a complete masterpiece.

I shake my head. "This is really enough for me. Thank you..." I say.

"If that is what the miss says then I shall take my leave," she says before stepping out of the door.

Compared to my servants before, she's really straightforward but pleasant at the same time. It's as if she was born to serve royalties. She just have to work on her gaze.

Shrugging, I turn my attention to the dish in front of me. It really is exquisite! It'll probably shame all the dishes that the royal head chef has ever made! It was so good that I finished it in no time.

"I never thought a steak would ever taste this delicious..." I say to no one in particular.

I click my tongue before my eyes stayed to the clothes on top of a table. It was clearly put there for me to wear.

Right. I should at least take a look outside. They say I'm a miss in this house and that the boss is my father. It's should be alright for me to roam around then.

Although Istill don't understand why he's called "boss" here, it seems to be a good thing since I can move around freely. To be honest, it almost feels like I'm back to being a princess...

My heart sank as I look at myself in the mirror.

"W—What kind of dress is this?!"

I try to pull the skirt down a bit but to my dismay, it stays on top of my knees. Even my arms and collarbones are showing!

"How disgraceful!" I shout at my own reflection.

I've never worn such little fabric in my entire life! This feels like I'm displaying all of myself in public! Who taylors such seductive dress for a girl like me?! "Even when I was a kid, I was thought to not show too much skin for it resembles those of the women that entertain men... How can I leave the room like this?"

This is unforgivable!

I bite my thumb when someone knocks on the door. Immediately, I run towards the bed to hide myself under the blanket.

It was the maid from before. Her eyes quickly notice my nightgown on the floor. She knows!

Slowly, she turns to me, her seriousness exuding.

"Miss must want to go outside. If you'd like, I will accompany you," she offers.

"I..."

How do I say this? Will I offend her for her effort? I mean, she prepared this for me so...

She must have noticed my anxiety because I won't look at her and I keep biting my thumb.

"Is there seems to be a problem, miss?"

Ugh! Whatever!

"Uhm...is this...really supposed to be my clothes? It's short...and showy..."

Her eyes then lands on my body that is hidden with a blanket.

"Do you not like the dress, miss? It is hot these days since it's summer. We prepared the dress based on the trend nowadays. But if you're uncomfortable, I can ready a new one to fit your liking," she offers.

The trend nowadays? Right... I'm in another world now... This is not the world with the culture I'm accustomed with.

Slowly, I remove the blanket and stand up to walk towards her. Even though I feel embarrass, I do my best to stand properly.

"Do...I look fine? Presentable...at least?" I shyly ask.

Surprisingly, she doesn't show a weird expression. She just bows lightly.

"I swear upon my name, I will never do anything that will make you look pathetic in front of anyone. I will always make sure that you shine—"

I immediately stop her. She's taking my question too seriously. It's almost like an oath and I feel a lot more uncomfortable now!

"Y—You don't have to go that far, miss. I just want to know if...if it's normal to wear this little fabric in front of other people..." I explain and she seems to flinch a bit.

She blinks thrice before bowing again.

"Based on my research, kids...nowadays do wear those type of clothes but I can immediately prepare some clothes that can cover your exposed skin if you would like, miss," she says.

Ah... So this is normal for Jisoo's age here? Then I guess it's fine. If I'll be staying here, I have to get used to their lifestyle.

Oh! Come to think of it, I still don't know her.

"I'm alright now but may I...know your name?" I ask.

"My name is Rizza Esteban and I am your loyal servant from the moment you entered this house."

My loyal servant? I never had one before.

Everyone good to me turned to be a spy and they all ended up betraying me... I don't really know if I could trust her but maybe I can just test the water first... Right. This is a different world and a different life...

"Then...Rizza, please accompany me outside."

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[Third Person's POV]

One man shrieks under a foot stepping on his face. "P—Please! I don't know! It's not me!"

"I know it's not you, supid. What I want...is for you to be my little fucking rat!"

"R—Rat? Yes! Y—Yes! I will be your rat! Please spare my life!" the man begs.

"Yuen, the guards will be here in an instant," a man says from behind them.

The man named Yuen looks up and stretches his arms around before cracking his neck muscles. "Oh! That's damn refreshing!" He removes his foot and leans on the brick wall beside him. "Anyways, I don't really care about those stupid good-for-nothing guards, Nagi."

"No. You shouldn't forget that today is the day Jung Shin Woo will get his position in this jail," Nagi further explains.

That made Yuen clench his fist and without a word, he slams the begging man's head on the ground. It made such a loud bang that it almost seemed like he broke his skull.

"Jung. Shin. Woo. You fucking cop dare to follow me here in this depths? You sure love being with me huh..." he mumbles to himself before sitting on the man's head and laughig like a sinister.

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