"The only thing I remember is my name, so you took me away and treated me so well. In my situation, how could I ask you to serve me until the night?"
Annie's eyes immediately brightened at my words.
Maybe it was because she was still a young girl, or maybe it was because she liked romance novels, but she was very sensitive.
"The memories will come back soon. The priest said it might be temporary."
"Yes. When my memories come back, I'll be the first to let you know."
"You must be the daughter of a very noble noble family. I don't know, but the pass you were carrying can only be used by high-ranking nobles among the people of the principality."
Of course. Because it was given by Rainier to Isabella.
"Oh, you really could be the Princess of the principality. You snuck out alone to look around and got lost!"
I put my hands together as if in a dream, and carefully awakened Annie, who began to guess my true identity with sparkling eyes.
"Can you help me get ready so I can come down for dinner? Now, if we don't change my clothes soon, I think I'll make Madam wait."
“Aaaah!”
She stood up in confusion and started helping me get ready.
I had been listening to the chatter since morning until my ears were numb, and I forced myself to sigh.
'Well, I guess this is a fairly successful first step.'
The bedroom, which had an antique feel, was clean, elegant, and clutter-free as if it reflected the personality of the owner of the mansion. As I stood still and let her hands wash my feet, I thought about the steps I had taken to get here.
I could understand why Eric had tried to break me and make me cling to him as if I couldn't do it without him.
The special training he recommended was so great that even a thousand years of love could cool down.
First of all, the demeanor of a nobleman must be naturally ingrained in one's body.
The lady is learning etiquette, but she hasn't learned it to the point where it becomes a habit.
'Reading people's minds and dealing with them is ultimately an experience. You have to learn that too.'
"You need to accumulate a variety of knowledge. It's still not bad, but not bad isn't enough. You have to excel."
That damn oath.
It was a harsh process that made me laugh at my past self, who had talked about taking revenge on Isabella.
However, thanks to this, I gained a clear determination and sense of purpose. Having made it this far, I am determined to survive no matter what happens, and I have a sense of purpose that, on the day when all this revenge is over, I will slam my fist into Eric's face and run away.
"Okay, that's it, Miss."
As I carefully went down to the dining table with Annie's help, I saw Viscountess Mancini waiting for me with a calm smile.
"Good morning, Isabella."
This person who greeted me affectionately was the first target I had to attract.
"Yes, Ma'am."
When I slightly nodded my head in greeting, there was a slight change in her face.
She hesitated as she looked at me, but finally, as if she couldn't hold back, she spoke carefully.
"When meeting an adult or guardian who is in a position to protect you, you must greet them with a curtsy. Hold the hem of your dress, pull one leg back slightly, and bend your knee. Not too deep, not too shallow."
"..."
She must have thought "Oops" when she saw me standing at a distance, looking embarrassed and added quickly.
"No. No. What can I say to a child who has no memory?"
"No."
After taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth and smiled slightly at her.
"I'm going to try it again, so can you take a look?"
After taking a step back, as she pointed out, I slightly bent my knees, I lifted the hem of my dress, and then slightly pulled one leg back and bowed.
With a timid bend that is not excessive, but a little lacking.
When she saw me immediately showing a change in posture, she let out a faint sigh of disappointment.
"I did what you said, was it okay?"
"You did very well."
I lowered my eyes, pretending to be embarrassed by her words.
The regret buried in her words was probably because I slightly bent my upper body pretending to be timid.
She was a person who placed great importance on manners.
Since she has a conservative side, she will like people who learn and develop even if they are a little Iacking.
"I don't remember anything, so what you said to me was very helpful. Thanks to you, I was able to say hello at least a little bit."
A look of pity appeared on her face at my words. At the same time, thanks to my encouragement of her sense of responsibility and duty, the long-awaited words came out.
"Actually, everything was good, but I think you were too timid in your movements a little while ago because you were too concerned about my comments. Would you like to relax your upper body a little more than now and move slowly but leisurely?"
"Yes."
As I took a step back as if I was happy to be taught, a satisfied smile formed on her lips. Once, twice.
I held my breath, but this time I showed off my movements in a larger, more elegant, and smooth manner.
"Very good!"
Viscountess Mancini clapped her hands with joy.
It was a success as all the employees who knew that she didn't usually express her emotions strongly opened their eyes wide as if they were surprised.
"You have great talent. I'm sure you were a great lady even before you lost your memory. You got the idea after just two attempts."
Is that possible?
If there were a human who could Iose all their memories and learn greetings so quickly, it would be right for them to be taken to a laboratory by now and dissected one by one.
I shrugged my shoulders, pretending to be shy at her words.
"It can't be. In fact, I was so amazed by Madam's graceful gestures and hand gestures that I used to secretly imitate them in my room."
She blinked at my words and burst out laughing, covering her mouth and saying.
"Oh my."
It was a pretty good sign that someone like her, who values dining etiquette, was concentrating on a conversation with me until the food got cold.
She looked at me as if she was amazed and nodded.
"So your steps strangely resembled mine and were slow. If it was you, it would be okay to be a little more lively. There is a difference between politeness and the unique liveliness of young people."
I nodded at the advice I received from the friendly voice. At the word 'child', I felt the eyes of the people around me soften a little.
Usually, the attitude of the servants is determined by the attitude of the master towards the 'unfamiliar woman' who comes into the family.
Madame Mancini perceived me as a young lady who 'should be protected and taught', which meant that I was not a threat to the employees.
"Are there any other inconveniences?"
"No. How could I..."
"If you ever need help, please let me know at any time. I am also worried that you are losing your memory for so long. It's not like you can stay in this mansion forever."
Certainly, she was an ideal noblewoman. She is kind and responsible, giving in moderation when she feels like it, but drawing clear boundaries.
A compassionate Madam would have said I could stay here forever, but a cold and selfish Madam would have said she didn't know me in the first place.
'That's why there are things I can ask for more comfortably.'
She values face, so she won't do anything like watch me behind my back.
"Well, then... Is it okay if I take a look around the stables?"
"A stable?"
Her eyes widened as if she was embarrassed by my words.
I blushed and nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Of course, I know it's not a very wise idea, but I want to see the horse that bumped Into me that day. I thought it might be better to think about the situation just a little bit."
"Hmm."
"It's quite frustrating because I can't remember anything. I need to get my memories back as soon as possible so I can repay the debt I owe Madam."
"Don't think like that."
Madam Pinatelli hurried to comfort me.
I could feel a faint hint of guilt in the sweet voice.
She drew a line because she was worried that I might take staying in this mansion for granted, but I wanted to regain my memories first, so I said I would relive the terrible accident.
"It may be a pity that you don't remember, but there's no need to torture yourself by forcing yourself to remember."
"It's okay, Ma'am. With such an honorable Madam in front of me, I feel even more pained at not being able to introduce my name. Once I find my name, I will feel happier and more comfortable staying here and receiving favor from Madam."
"Okay, then..."
Madame Mancini stared at me stubbornly, then nodded.
"Go see the horses. Just in case, I tell Alfred to monitor the situation."
"Thank you for your kindness."
I smiled brightly and finished my greeting perfectly 'as advised', but then my body stumbled as if I had lost my balance.
Madam Mancini's face was filled with satisfaction when she saw the young lady who had 'great talent' but still had much clumsiness and was 'overflowing with motivation'.
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