The Ghost of the Castano Estate (1)

"Ungh!" I say as I fall down onto my bed. I stretch my legs and crane my head side to side. I need a massage. Today's dinner was the best moment of my life. I swore I couldn't see a better expression that those two idiots gobble-smacked by food poisoning.

It's just fake acting... if those two are that scared... why not take the luggage and never show up on my front doorstep would you? Waltzing into my estate like it's your home and all... just go jump off a cliff already!

Tch... life is a pain already. The faster they leave... the faster I would get my holiday.

Besides I had already told a couple of maids to finish their jobs. Today's haunted mansion is going to be the hit of my life. If I am successful... they might leave today night. I'll scare the shit out of them.

Hehe.

"Mademoiselle," a maidservant walked into my chambers. Caraythylena, my most trustworthy servant of all times walked in and said: "Mam, we had already prepared everything for this. Are there any more orders?"

I smirked.

"Not yet... wait and see,"

...

Now that this is all over and not a problem- I bet on my life that Count Schein is going to be scared out of all with my plan. That he'll never step his foot onto the estate. And all of this is done with peace and justice. No evil and villainy!

"Mademoiselle, please make it clear what you are trying to do!" Mr. Butler charged onto the room with a worried face. "...This isn't good..."

"Mr. Butler... don't worry. I'm telling you. This estate is gigantic and there is no way one person would understand what's going on at the same time,"

"...Monsieur warned me that Count Schein can be a bad influence... and the melodrama of the food poisoning..."

"Tch... it's just a way of scaring them. If they are scared to hell they might as well just run off," I say.

"Scaring them? No- did you just click your tongue?" The Butler told me.

"So... what? Tch... Tch... Tch... Tch.." I say clicking my tongue.

"A young noble Mademoiselle does not click her tongue until she is married."

"Tch... what kind of non-whimsical rule did you hear that from?"

"Now tell me about this plan,"

"Just watch and see," I say raising my hands and standing up. Mr. Butler frowned at me. "I am only playing cat and mouse with them," I say again.

"Sigh... Mademoiselle, why did you change your personality? You were not like this before! You were preserved, cold, and..."

"Scheming..."

"Not at all!"

"Whatever... by the way Mr. Butler..."

"What?"

" I want to leave..."

"Where?"

"For a vacation," I say.

"Absolutely not!"

"Tch...tch. What a pity... how much do you want?"

"Don't suborner (bribe) me with money! I may not be your guardian, but I have stayed beside your Pere (father), the Monsieur for years! You are also the fiance of the Archduke! We need to prepare you for your debutante then can you leave!"

I raised my eyebrows. Ah... why did I even tell him?

"Besides why doesn't that matter... tch... I had already slapped- sh*t- I mean given the Annulment of our engagement letter to my fiance. I think we both should receive the palimony after a month's time," I say going through my wardrobe.

"WHAT?" the butler's eyebrows shot up. "Annulling your engagement?! What were you thinking, Mademoiselle! This isn't good!"

I felt someone glaring at me with an intense hatred of one hundred. I hate my mouth.

"Oh well, it hasn't been annulled yet- we were just discussing about it... anyhow time to push the Count out of my way~"

"We shall discuss this in the morning... but Mademoiselle- how could you not talk to me about it? This isn't good! Do you understand?" he told me.

All I learned was to never speak on my mind out of my mouth. I guess peace isn't made from telling the truth all the time.

"Moving on..." I say as I click my tongue and let him close the door.

***

Piercing screams were heard on the other side of the hallway. Oh... look at that. Time to celebrate.