Lucas

"We're here, my lady."

I looked around our surroundings and noticed the lush greenery of the forest surrounding us and the sound of birds chirping in the distance. Why are we here again? Are they planning something horrible for me? Well, at least it looks more tranquil here.

I'm glad I sneakily brought my whip under my dress when we got out. My whip is composed of metal except for the handle, which was made exclusively for my comfort. It should offer some protection if things go wrong. Plus, I can always count on my quick responses to defend myself if necessary. This whip is what I chose to be my weapon, and I've been practising how to properly use it for many years.

"Where's the duchess?" I looked at the maid and saw her still being anxious about something. You're being so obvious, lady. From the looks of it, it seems that this maid was just being forced to do what she did. Is the duchess threatening her?