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The woman’s entire body oozed pure malice. Abigail was a woman who was already in possession of a face suited for evil, but today was different. It was a bright and sunny day, but it felt incredibly dark to her. When their eyes met, Miss Jeremie realized something had gone horribly wrong. She slowly turned her head to look at Miss Jeremie.
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In fact, she had a very queenly aura about her. Once inside, she was greeted with the sight of Abigail sitting on the sofa. “Very well, I’ll be there soon.” Miss Jeremie headed for Abigail’s room. In fact, that woman’s wrath should be completely directed at the chef right about now. “Um, well… Miss Abigail’s looking for you.” Abigail? Miss Jeremie found herself flinching a little on the inside, but she calmed down immediately. As she let out a small sigh, she heard someone knock and enter the room. But Abigail was the one who’d ended up eating it instead, thus foiling her plan in an instant. If Blanche had consumed the nutmeg, all the blame would have gone to Abigail instead. ‘Princess Blanche should have eaten that.’ Miss Jeremie chewed on her fingernails. She had even heard that the man was to be executed for this. In fact, all the blame had gone to the chef. Thankfully, no one suspected her of being the criminal. According to the servants, Abigail had acted a little crazy because of the nutmeg before fainting.
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Abigail had ended up eating the dish Blanche was supposed to have had, which she hadn’t seen coming at all. Miss Jeremie realized that the situation had gotten a lot more annoying than she had first envisioned. “Every mirror in this castle…might as well be my eyes.” Don’t you remember?” Verite pointed to his right eye. “You said someone else threw on the nutmeg. Just who-? Who tried to kill that little child? It was then what Verite had just said clicked in my head. My brain went completely blank after hearing this. The nutmeg was thrown in by someone else entirely.” I turned to shoot him a confused glance as I listened to the rest of what he had to say, “The chef didn’t do anything. “Nothing’s going to change, though,” Verite continued calmly. My hand started to tremble uncontrollably, “…The chef will definitely have to be fired.” It was something Blanche would have eaten. The fact that the food was served to Blanche. This was what was making me feel so uncomfortable. That amount of poison would work far better on a smaller body than yours.” The moment I heard Verite’s words, I realized what it was I was trying to remember all this time, what had been nagging at me. If Blanche had eaten it, she might’ve actually died.” “It was because you were an adult that it was only this bad and not worse. It was a mistake, but it almost brought in a very horrific result. W-what the–nutmeg had that kind of a side effect…? I kind of understood why Sabelian wanted to execute the chef now. You could even become paralyzed or go blind.” “What do you mean you’re fine? You almost died.” He informed me grimly, “You can die from eating too much nutmeg. I could tell he was quite worried for me, despite him trying to look all annoyed. I couldn’t even stop this from happening…” The boy reflected on the surface spoke rather glumly. “It’s not too bad, but…you were capable of doing something like this as well? You’re really talented, aren’t ya?” The Verite from inside the mirror was now the size of a doll. I opened it with what little strength remained in my arms to see a small mirror placed inside it. “….Hey! You okay?” The sound was coming from inside my drawer. Come on, remember, remember… As I kept trying to think of whatever it was I was missing, I heard a voice come from somewhere next to me. My head is still spinning all over the place. Come to think of it, I feel like I’m forgetting something… Damn, I can’t remember. So nutmegs were more dangerous than I thought, huh? I had no idea. I tried turning around in my bed a little bit. Sob… That man’s seriously no help at all! I was left with complete silence when the room became empty of all but myself. Miss Abigail, p-please rest well…!” Sabelian left with my poor girl. The only reason I recovered so quickly is because of Blanche! That stupid ass of a Sabelian just nodded away at whatever the doctor said. “Since it hasn’t been too long since Miss Abigail recovered, I think it would be best if she is given some time alone for a bit.” Was this why Abigail pretended to be sick a lot? As I was wallowing in my own happiness for a bit, I heard the doctor speak from the side.