I am Reborn through Revenge

I confronted her

It won't take me a long time to find her, that I was sure. Even if I was a snail, she must surely be found and must be done really quick.

Yeah, don’t say it, Anon is silly. He deviates from the topic most of the time; a bad student.

I arrived at the door which should lead to her room but I was greeted by the sight of a female maid standing outside like a guard. She had green eyes, short dark brown hair that ended somewhere around her jaw, with an oval-shaped face. I think she might be on her way out from the Princess’ room. She would barely reach my shoulders if she hadn’t curtseyed to greet me. One thing I was sure of at the moment was that she wasn’t new. Because If she was, she wouldn’t have bowed in the first place. I wasn’t popular anyway, so would I have blamed her even if she didn’t? I stepped forward, maybe two foots away from her then I noticed her saggy face. It was like someone who had been wrongly accused of something she knew nothing of. “The Princess,” I said. “Is she around?” I asked her.

She just nodded without uttering a word. How maid-like? I ignored her and went straight to the door and opened it. I wanted to knock but I didn’t bother because it wasn’t time for courtesy or due process, I thought. For goodness sake, she was trying to get me poisoned for no reason and she had had a maid killed just to conceal any trace that would lead me to her.

As the door screeched halfway open, I saw the Princess sitting on a simple wooden back chair just opposite a big mirror, twice as big as mine. She relaxed her head at the chair while her hair was spread out at the back. There were two maids in the room, one busy combing her hair. She was standing but was facing the same way the Princess was—their back was turned against me. The second maidservant squatted, she was facing my front. Diane’s legs were on top of her knee. She must be cutting her nails, I thought. She had a face of a puppy running away from danger. Her face was set in an expression of pain or fatigue, I couldn't exactly tell.

“Ninny!” Diane yanked. “Didn’t I ask you to get out? Or do you want more of the little s***k I gave you? I could make it better if you want?” she added, without turning.

Oh! No wonder why the green-eyed lady had a saggy face. Who knew what the Princess might have done to her?

The maidservant (the one that Diane kept her legs on her knee) looked at me with a sudden expression of shock and surprise. Maybe she too thought that it was Ninny or whatever that came through the door (after all, she didn’t even bother to look up when I screeched the door half-open. Not until Diane asked her silly question). Then the other maidservant combing Diane's hair turned and stood in a halt immediately she saw me. I think I recognized her. She was among the maids that came with the Princess the day Valerie's body was found hanging in the backyard lobby.

“I think you should keep the s******g for yourself, Diane. You might need it,” I said gently.

Diane turned immediately and looked surprisingly at my smiling face. “Prince Anon, what brought you here uninvited?” she asked. She pitched her voice a little higher than it used to be. Maybe to let me know that I must be invited before I come into her room.

I struggled not to mention words that would seem out of context. Though I wasn’t even planning to have a quick and quiet conversation either. “You did eventually. You did Princess Diane” I told her.

She shot me an irate gaze.

“I can get you arrested right now for invading my privacy and coming inside a lady’s room without knocking. Where is your sense of decency Mr Anon or have you totally lost it while living in Livinas as a slave?” she asked, her voice huskier than before. Maybe she was trying to intimidate me but it wasn’t working. I had to return it with the same measure.

“Who knows. . .” I said, raising my shoulders uniformly. “My sense of decency would have been intact if Valerie hadn’t been killed under your watchful eyes.” I lowered my shoulders.

I saw a sudden change in the faces of the maids. They both had an abysmal, surprising expression hanging on their faces with their mouths half-opened.

“Get out, both of you,” she commanded. She then snapped her finger really hard. “Get out now!” she growled. Diane might have noticed that I didn't come to play around, I thought.

The two girls, without even trying to figure out if they had left anything behind, both scampered away from the room.

Poor girls!

I must either have relieved them from their labour which they had been doing since who-knows-when or maybe they hurriedly left because they were too afraid to stay further because of the Princess.

“I guess they have gone to get those who would arrest me here. Anyway, in the meantime, we need to talk,” I said, looking around searchingly where I would find a chair. I wanted to make myself comfortable without seeking her permission. “Oh, there it is,” I said loudly. I went and grabbed a chair very close to the Princess and sat down on it. “Yes. Don’t mention. I know.”

Her face became dark, worried and I think a little bit surprised. Of course, she should be surprised. By now, she ought to know that I was aware that she had Valerie murdered, I thought.

Diane turned her chair to face me. “Do you have any evidence to back up this unfounded allegation you spat out just now?”

I chortled in joyful mirth. It was funny. A very funny question. “Do you think I am a fool Diane or you take me as one?”

“I think you just said that yourself.”

“Oh no!” I said and smiled. Even though it wasn’t funny. I wanted to sound smart or maybe smarter than her. “You did a very poor job, Diane. A very poor job. It took me quite a few knuckles and some bottle of ale to know it was you who did this.”

“I still don’t know what you are talking about,” she said. She rubbed her hands at her eyes, she seemed unconcerned. Truth be told, she had already gotten me tensed up.

“Stop lying for goodness sake, Diane. You are a Princess and you should own up to your shitty mistakes,” I said, I could hear my voice starting to flare up.

“I still don’t know what you are talking about.”

I sighed. “You ordered Valerie to be killed, Diane. I never believed that at such a young age, you could have such an evil heart to go to the extreme.”

She smiled. “You are still accusing me of something I know nothing about. With all due respect, a piece of evidence to support your claims would be necessary Prince Anon.”

“You have cleaned up every evidence.” I was tensing up.

“Then I see no point we are having this conversation,” she said, raising her brows.

“I could have planted one if I wanted,” I said, smiling. I tried to ease up the tension that was already burning up inside me.

Diane threw a surprised irate gaze at me. She must be shocked at what I told her. “How do you intend to do that?” she asked.

I gave a half-laugh. Now I knew I had grabbed her attention. Maybe my fake "smartness" role was starting to work. “If I wanted to, I would have done that but to what end? It would totally be a waste of my precious time. Your mother would have saved you anyway. Imagine what you could have been without her,” I said and then brought my face a little closer. “You would have been NOTHING.”

Diane’s eyes blazed. Her eyes widened as anger took over her countenance. She was not happy with what I said and you know the truth they say, hurts. “You don’t know anything about me and don’t talk to me like you do,” she said, her voice wasn’t far from crying.

“I know everything I need to know about you and believe me, none of them looks nice.”

“I don’t care.”

“You do care, Diane. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have chased those maidservants away from your room when I entered. If you didn’t care, you would have allowed them to know that you killed their colleague. They wouldn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt because they all know that you are a heartless person, a soulless individual. You can’t run away from reality, Diane. It will always stare you right in the face.”

She still looked mad. Her hair which had been combed earlier now looked messy. She pushed away few strands from her face to the back of her head. “I owe no one any explanation.”

“You owe me one. You have killed Valerie and if you had succeeded in killing me then there would have been two dead bodies piled up just because of you.” She looked at me through an arched brow, biting the corners of her lips.

“Since you don’t have substantial evidence to support your claims, then I think you should get out from my room,” she said. “Now.”

I lowered my face and smiled. I stood on my feet. “Little sis!” I said. “You should be mindful of playful dogs, they bite most of the time.”

“I am not your sister, Anon.” she snarled back.

“If that is the case, then forgive me for whatever I would do in the future,” I said. My voice had lost every taste of friendliness. “This stupid and thoughtless experience shouldn’t in any case or form repeat itself, Diane. I will assume that you are still inexperienced and perhaps learning how to play dirty games. But believe me, If you think that you are smart then you should know that there is someone out there who may be smarter. Caution! Thread with caution.”

I smiled. I was sure she saw it. Her face suddenly became long and sad. She might even be angrier than the green-eyed lady she had s*****d before I came in.

I succeeded in telling Diane what she did right in her face. I should be happy and satisfied with it. I was happy, yes but not satisfied. Diane was able to find out that I was making some digging on Valerie and I still wondered how. I hoped she doesn't have someone watching my every move.