Chapter 2 (2/2)
It felt like reading about a world or background description in a game.
‘At least I gained something.’
According to Olivia’s memories, this was earlier than the beginning of the novel.
Because the first incident in the novel hasn’t happened yet.
“My Lady, are you still sleeping?”
When the bell rang once more, I quickly came to my senses and answered,
“I’m awake, so you can come in.”
Then the door opened.
The maid who came in was a young-looking girl with plain brown hair and freckles.
I knew her name.
It was Mary, who was Olivia’s personal maid.
She was an extra that didn’t appear often in the original story.
Because, despite being Olivia’s maid, she neglected her work.
Thanks to that, Olivia often skipped meals, had an unorganized room, and experienced many other inconveniences.
“Good morning, my lady. You woke up earlier than usual today. Did you sleep well last night?”
I narrowed my brows slightly. I looked out the window and saw that the sun was rising in the middle of the sky.
‘Come to think of it, I think I read somewhere that nobles wake up later than others.’
I nodded my head, ignoring Mary’s question.
It was a good time to explore my situation, so I decided to not say anything frivolous or do something that stood out too easily.
“I’m glad you’re in good shape.”
Mary was too polite.
To the extent that it felt rather strange.
In the novel, Olivia had to endure her pain until she was freed from Viscount Brienne with the help of the Crown Prince.
Her father, Viscount Brienne, abused her, and her servants also secretly insulted and harassed her.
Because of that, I was skeptical of Mary’s actions.
‘Even if they are a different person now, it was too different.’
I had scoured through Olivia’s few memories, but couldn’t find any helpful information.
‘How could this be?’
It was strange.
I haven’t done anything yet to change the flow of the story.
Usually, the information about the original story was useful.
It was every possessor’s cheat sheet.
However, now that the initial settings have changed, the information I had was useless.
‘It seems like my journey ahead will not be a smooth one,’
I instinctively realized.
Then, Mary spread a white cloth on the table and spoke politely again,
“Now then, how about eating breakfast?”
‘Breakfast?’
Mary went out the door again, and soon came in, pushing a large tray.
With skillful hand movements, she began to place the plates on the table.
The food was surprisingly plentiful.
There was a light yet savory soup, a salad with fresh seasonal fruits, soft and warm bread and cheese, and a juicy steak.
‘Something is really wrong.’
If it wasn’t Olivia’s world that I had transmigrated to, I would have been able to enjoy the meal with happiness while exchanging jokes with the maids.
But right now, everything was too suspicious.
Even more so in this situation, where the gap between the original story and the current events was too enormous.
“Come on and have a taste.”
Perhaps it was strange to Mary that I was just staring at the table, so she said those words.
But in a situation where vigilance and doubts had already begun to sprout inside me, I could not raise my spoon easily.
It would be natural not to be able to do that.
The maid reassured me, as if to comfort me,
“You should eat some today. You haven’t eaten a proper meal in a while.”
I found a hint in her words.
‘Is Olivia’s health deteriorating?’
Come to think of it, Mary told me about my condition as soon as she saw me.
‘But my body seems to be fine.’
I checked my body just in case, but there was no particular pain or discomfort.
Once I had a hint of the situation, I nodded and said,
“I’m alright.”
“I’m really glad you’re feeling a lot better,”
Mary said with a smile.
It was a very gentle smile that comforted my heart.
If I had transmigrated here without knowing anything, I would have fallen for her kindness.