The Grand Duke’s Little Lady
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The Grand Duke’s Little Lady
On a dark night, a mansion with magnificent comparable to that of an imperial palace was sitting in still silence.
The top of the tower was subtly shimmering in the moonlight.
Locks of red hair blew fiercely in the wind against the jet black sky.
The Magician Ariel was waiting for an order.
Ariel had no choice but to obey the command ringing inside her head, as if she were cast under a spell.
‘Kill them all.’
And a night of slaughter began.
‘…… Huff, huff.’
A small figure in a cape who had annihilated the last of the knights breathed heavily.
The cloak revealed a part of Ariel’s shaking hand.
She could never get used to the psychological distress that accompanied being forced to murder people against her will, no matter how many times she had to do it.
‘No. This is the last time. I don’t need to do this anymore, not anymore……’
Soon, her body was bombarded with heavy pain that she couldn’t breathe.
It was the side effect of using her magic excessively.
It hurt so much.
Ariel barely managed to suppress a painful moan.
She was rolling up her back forward in pain when her body suddenly froze.
The air around her had changed.
When Ariel managed to raise her head to gaze forward, she saw a man.
It was a very beautiful man.
However, she sensed terrible danger from this man.
An intimidating pressure, unlike anything she had encountered, gave her the impression that she was going to be crushed to death.
The man approached her and removed her cloak from her head.
The face of a small red headed girl was revealed in the moonlight.
The man held out his hand.
“Let me help.”
Ariel slowly took his hand.
But Ariel’s heart, which was under the influence of a villain, burst that very moment.
The last thing Ariel remembered was her vision became stained red and slowly fading away.
She thought that was the end of her life when—
She was in a cold attic when she opened her eyes.
‘This is…… It’s the attic in the Marquis’s house that I grew up in.’
It was a place filled with haunting memories that she couldn’t forget even if she wanted to.
Ariel looked down to her body.
When she moved, loose clothes slid off the thin little girl’s shoulder.
‘Is this a dream? Am I dreaming after I died?’
None of this felt real.
She was sure that her heart had burst and that she died.
She pulled her clothes back up and opened her hands in front of her eyes.
She saw a pair of hands that were much fairer and much smaller that she remembered.
‘What…… is this?’
Why did my body suddenly become so small?
What was even more alarming than her shrunken body was the inside of her body.
Ariel fumbled around her neck.
‘My throat was always sore from blood soaring up into it.’
Ariel put her tiny hands onto her stomach and felt it.
This was also strange.
It had been a long time since Ariel had felt something called hunger.
As a result of her repeated use of offensive magic having had her internal organs progressively corroded away, Ariel had been unable to properly digest food.
Ariel carefully lift up her clothing to examine her leg.
When she saw her exposed leg, she gasped.
‘My leg is……’
Her left leg that was crippled when she was being beaten by her father……
Suddenly, she was breathless.
Is this really a dream? If it is, how can this be so realistic?
Panting, Ariel raised her hand in front of her rapidly beating heart.
A stupefied, childlike voice slipped out of her mouth.
That which had been in her heart’s place was gone.
The cursed jewel that had been embedded in her heart causing continuous pain had disappeared.
Ariel jolted up on her feet out of disbelief.
Then, she took hurried steps with her now-childlike legs to the attic window.
“Year 809 of the Aurelian calendar…… December?”