Part 1

"Miss, do you want another cup of orange juice?"

"Sure, William. Thank you."

Master and servant currently chilling in the garden but let's go back to several hours ago.

"You must live happily with my father." A very beautiful girl with black hair and red eyes suddenly appeared in front of Maria. Her voice strangely contained the sound of chirping birds on spring morning.

"Who are you?" asked Maria stoically. Her face maybe showed no emotion but on the inside she was screaming. As a normal human being who likes pretty things, this person was art at her finest. The girl was so beautiful and pretty and sophisticated. If someone tell her that is indeed an angel, she would no doubt believe it.

"My time in my world finally come to an end so I hope you can live as me." the pretty girl tangled her hands with Maria's. Just like the looks of it, her palm was as smooth as a baby's butt.

A dumbfounded situation just occurred but Maria couldn't processed what happened until her body suddenly turned limb. She fell on the girl's shoulder.

Before everything turned dark, Maria heard a voice.

"I'm deeply sorry..."

When Maria opened her eyes this time, sharp pain suddenly came along with memories from the original owner of this body.

So this body was named Amalthea Starlum. She only has a father as family. Amalthea was rarely interacted with others other than her father and her servants.

Amalthea, who possessed by Maria, observed the unfamiliar-yet-familiar room. Quite spacious but nothing interesting. Everything in this room looks like was bought just to filled the space. Whoever decorated it clearly doesn't have a taste.

Maria, now Amalthea, frowned. This family really have nothing valuable and everything in this room are bunch of cheap and low quality goods.

To have nothing and live humbly is one thing, but to bought disaster quality fakes and try hard to looks like a prosperous noble family was not acceptable!

Amalthea lay down again and closed her eyes. Suddenly has a headache.

Instead transmigrated into a wealthy and high-rank noble family, she was in a poor and lowly noble daughter with nothing to held in her name.

Fortunately, this body's father was a kind individual and nothing like rigid father which usually appeared on ancient genre novel. He knew they had nothing but still did his best to made her happy.

"You still don't have to bought this things...." quite voice which sounds like an americano in the middle of the night rang in the empty bedroom.

Amalthea grabbed the blanket and shove it to her head. Hiding her view of this room.

'You must live happily with my father.'

That was the first sentence said by the original Amalthea when they first met.

Her only mission to Maria who got the chance to live in another world.

"Why she said that? Why her life already up?"

She got up then took down her sleeping gown.

Amalthea analyzed her body. Nothing could be found in this white as snow body. Not even trace of wound or poison. It means this body died with natural cause. From her memories, there must be no one who desire her dead.

'Or maybe our soul just switched. It's possible. Her last words bother me though.'

No matter how hard Maria thinks, the only one who know the answer already out of her reach.

The sunlight spread its warm into the room. Footsteps could be heard walking nearer to the bedroom.

Knock knock.

"Come, Henna. I already woke up." Amalthea acted like usual. No one would think the original owner was gone and replaced by another entity.

"It's good to see you wake up earlier, miss. I will prepare the bath immediately." Henna, 40s years old maid was serving Starlum family since her youth. She married one of the butler and with her husband stayed in this family even after all the other servants retired or out.

To Amalthea, this maid was her family.

Amalthea routine was to have a breakfast with her father, Therre Starlum. She got nervous to meet this father of her. She did pretend to have stomachache but Henna didn't buy it and force her to attend this breakfast.

What if he realized I'm not his daughter?

What if I messed up?

All kinds of thoughts circling in her mind. After all, this man really love his daughter. No way he won't find anything different between the two of us.

When actually arrived at the dining room, all her worries wooosh away. She did fine to fill her act as the real Amalthea because the memory of the original owner.

'Wow.. I really like a noble lady..'

Even without a lot of money, Terre Starlum invested in his daughter manner lessons. All the teachings ingrained in her brains and body so there's no need for the new Amalthea to learn again.

To use knowledge without experiencing the pain of learning is really the best.

Satisfied with her situation, Amalthea glanced at her father.

Terre Starlum is 40 years old this year but his face could easily identified as late 20s man. With hair as black as the night and red diamond pupils, Terre can be the male lead of any shoujo stories.

No wonder Amalthea was an unbelievable beauty with this kind of genes.

Noticing her glance, Terre asked, "Did you have anything you want to say?"

"No.. nothing.." she immediately retracted her gaze.

Terre looked at his only daughter before starting to speak.

"Your debutante finally come this year. What concept do you want? Don't worry about expenses. I saved a lot this year."

Hearing that, Amalthea clenched the hem of her dress. One of the worry of the previous owner of this body appeared.

Terre wouldn't want his precious daughter got mocked in her first and only debutante. Who knows what he will do to make the best debutante possible? Afraid her father will do something burdensome, Amalthea did tell him to not have debutante at all. Of course her father rejected and insisted to held one.

"I will tell you next time, father." is the only answer Amalthea could gave.

'I need to immediately find a solutions.'

Amalthea immediately headed to Starlum family's library after breakfast. It wasn't a big library but have almost all sections of general knowledge. With some books in hand, I sat on the corner.

Maerra Kingdom rules by the royalties. The nobles divided in ranks respectively Duke, Marquis, Count, Viscount, and Baron.

As expected, all the leaders are male. It stayed for hundreds of years until now.

Amalthea took another book that included information about Starlum family. Baron Starlum have a small territory to govern. It just consisted of one village. As long as this family existed, they don't have valuable things in the first place.

Starlum lineage also got noble title also because the first family head got rewarded after his contributions on wars.

'And nothing could we use from small territory.'

Amalthea slammed her head on the table. Clearly need refreshment.

So she was currently at the garden with William Marshal, the only butler who serves Starlum family.

"Miss, do you want another cup of orange juice?"

"Sure, William. Thank you."

This a private garden near the mansion of Starlum. The view of blue sky and beautiful flowers gave relaxing feelings to whoever see it.

Amalthea inhaled deeply. The scent of flowers filled the air. This explained why the garden is Amalthea favorite place since young.

"You and your wife really did a very good job maintaining this garden."

William smiled.

"We didn't do much. The soil and weather in this place are good for flowers."

After hearings that, something ringing in Amalthea's head.

"Flower..."

"Yes, miss?"

Amalthea, or rather Maria, let out a refreshing smile. A very good plan was on the way of making.

"Miss, do you want another cup of orange juice?"

"Sure, William. Thank you."

Let's improve her quality of life.