Me and my King part II.

For the rest of the day, everyone in their own way, but talked about their relationship with the young lady, of Ariana's personality… and what she loved. All of this was very helpful, since after such an accurate characterization, it was not difficult for Samantha to become Ariana.

"So… Ariana Tia Vanderberg."

Samantha reviewed her notes once again about her new personality.

"She is 11 years old, the only child of the marques. She enjoys singing, gardening, speaks 3 languages ​​and is a very good student. She eats everything except fish. She loves sweets, especially chocolate cake. Not allergic to anything. Her friends are Theodora Handersen, the daughter of a baron who is around her age, and the daughter of another marques, Camelia de Grosterning. They are mainly contacted by letter, but they meet 3 times a year. Cheerful, respectful… Typical model kid. Parents married out of love… a child born qut of love… happy family… "

She smiled after reading the word family. She hasn't told anyone for 3 years that Mom… Dad… now has to call strangers like that. On the one hand, she was glad to feel what it was like to be cared for sincerely again… on the other hand, she was guilty that although she had buried her parents… she would call others so…

What even struck her was that although she died in the 21st century… her current environment was more reminiscent of the 17th century… her clothes, ranks… maids…

"Anyway, somehow I'll just fit in! It's not like I have a choice… "

With that, she went to bed to sleep.

The next morning she was having breakfast with her new family in the dining room. As she walked down the hallway of the ornate building, leaving plenty of rooms, she had only one remark:

'There's money here… I'm so sorry Samantha Smith… but you're officially fired. Hello, hi Ariana Tia Vanderberg! '

Samantha came from an average middle-class family. She wasn't remarkably rich, but she always had it all, well… the Vanderberg family was more in the filthy rich category. They had mines where they mined not only precious gems but also precious ores. Thus, not only in the world of jewelry, but also in the world of weapons, everyone knew their name.

When everyone took a seat at the table, the maids laid out more delicious food in front of them. The marquise immediately took two of the meats on Ariana's plate.

"These are your favorites, just taste them!"

"Hm…"

The piece of food just shattered in her mouth, the meat was so delicious that almost tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's divine!"

The parents smiled contentedly, and then they started eating.

With only tea left, the marquis brought up a topic or two related to the work.

"Although the possibility of war promises us serious profits, I told the king that the kingdom of Predin would not necessarily bear well the outbreak of a war in its present state."

"Pff."

"Ah, my little girl are you okay?"

The parents were surprised when Ariana spat out the tea she had just sipped.

"Pre… predin kingdom?"

She finally asked in fear.

"Yes, our country."

'No!'

"And what is the Crown Prince… called?"

'Please don't say it!'

"Jerom Philipp Borovic. Why? Maybe something came to mind? "

'Nooooo!'

"No, I was just curious… but if you'll excuse me…I would like to retire to my room now, I think I ate a little too much."

"Of course, darling."

Ariana walked toward her room with a faint smile on her face, a little pale, her steps multiplying. Entering, she closed the door, then, leaning her back against the huge ornate door, she fell to the ground.

"Damn it! God took me into His grace what? Big horse shit! This is Tess's shitty gay romance! And I… I am the queen with the tragic fate! "