Chapter 142: The Duchess in Chains
"You bitch!!! You still haven’t come to your senses!!!!" the mistress pushed her into the cell.
"Ha ha, sense!!!! Do you think I have sense? If I had sense, I would have chosen to be here? No, no, Princess Libena or the previous duchess of Ablia. If I were a sense, I would have never ever chosen to be here in this rotten place," the duchess said, pushing her face into the bars.
"Ha, you are crazy!!!" the mistress said.
"I’m crazy? Ha!!! You all made me crazy. You all used me like a scapegoat and pushed me into this. You all are the reason why I am crazy!!!!!" she shouted and spit on the face of the mistress.
"How dare you!!!! You crazy bitch!!!!" the mistress instantly unlocked the door and went inside, pulling the duchess by her hair.
"You bitch!!! You dare to spit on me!!!! Did you forget who I am, or have I given you so much space to make you behave this way?" she said, grabbing her hair tightly, making her smile even further.
"Now did you feel what it means by anger?" the duchess asked.
"I still think you don’t!!!! Because whatever you are feeling is nothing compared to what I’m feeling. I’m so angry that I wish this mansion should burn right away. I’m so angry that I curse every person here to rot to their bones and still they don’t die. I’m so angry that I want everyone here to burn while their skin scorched but they don’t die and enjoy the pain every moment. This is what I wish," she said, pushing the mistress back.
"Do you think all of this can come true? If yes, then how amusing it might look," she said, smiling.
"But will I be here to see my curse working on you? If I don’t, how would I know if my curse is fulfilled or not!!!!" she said, tilting her head.
"You seriously lost your mind. I shouldn’t be in the same place as this crazy person," the mistress said, coming out of the cell while locking her up inside.
"Locking me up is not going to change my curse I have placed upon you."