Evelyn, a modern woman, finds herself suddenly transmigrated into a novel where her peaceful life is turned upside down by a crazy Duke who happens to be her husband. Her new life is a maze of danger and betrayal, as the Duke is determined to kill h...
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The Dukedomn was alive with the sound of people busily going about their tasks - a maid rushing with a tray of dishes, others meticulously arranging curtains. At the same time, the male servants were engrossed in decorating the ballroom. The dessert and fine wine on the buffet table were a treat for the senses, while the sweet fragrance of flowers hung in the air. The Dragun Dukedomn was brimming with life on this day of the banquet, with everyone diligently putting the final touches to their preparations like busy bees.
Fuck! It hurts like hell. My bones are going to break. I cursed in my heart as the maids tied the corset, pulling the strings hard. It's hard to breathe!
The morning of the big event, I was rudely awoken at dawn to prepare for my starring role. However, I was still groggy with sleep and my stomach was growling with hunger. Despite my pleas, my handlers refused to give me anything to eat, except for a bowl of soup and a sandwich for breakfast. I was left feeling famished and weak, with tears welling up in my eyes.
As I begged for food, one of the maids tried to calm me down with her words. She explained that if I ate too much, my dress wouldn't fit, and I needed to look my best for the event. Her eyes revealed a fierce determination to succeed, as if there was a competition being held. I couldn't help but wonder if my well-being was truly a priority for those around me, or if the event itself was more important.
As my stomach grumbled with hunger, I couldn't help but think that if I didn't eat soon, I'd be able to shine like a star in the sky. I clenched my teeth and furrowed my brow in frustration as I turned to Miya for help. However, to my dismay, she heartlessly rejected my plea for assistance.
After the corset was done, they put crinoline on me. They were good to see in pictures, but in reality, they are torture. How can one move in these things?
I was thrilled to find the dress I had ordered waiting for me in my room, elegantly displayed on a mannequin. Wow! She is the best. All I did was show some design, and she gave it meaning. This dress is so stunning.
The alterations made were minimal, but the quality of the material used was exceptional, especially the soft silk fabric adorned with a charming flower pattern. The intricately designed lace is simply stunning, showcasing the unique taste of an artist. My hair was styled in an elegant textured bun, complete with fashionable accessories that complemented the look perfectly. With the final touches of makeup, I was transformed into a stunningly beautiful vision, as evidenced by my reflection in the mirror.
"Thank you everyone for your hard work. I like it." I complimented them for their hard work. Well, the hardest was didn't me, so bravo me. The maids blushed at my word.
Knock..knock.
I shifted my gaze to the right and inquired, "Since when have you been here?" My eyes remained unwaveringly fixed on the tray he held in his hand, which was filled with a variety of light and easily digestible food items, including a few cookies and a glass of juice.
