I Got Killed and Woke Up as a Successor

How to start a conversation? The present Eleonora is not the real Eleonora. There were two possibilities: first, because her soul was too weak, the original Eleonora remained in the deepest corner of this body; second, the original Eleonora was dead.

Her present self had absolutely no memories of Eleonora. Of how she called Andrew. Or how they used to chat. What they liked to talk about. That little bit of information was extremely important to her now.

Unfortunately, there was no record of it in the original diary Eleonora had found. But Eleonora had written down in great detail what the prince liked.

Damn it!

She should have noted what she often did with her boyfriend. Besides, Andrew was very similar to Cristy's fiancé before he became Eleonora as she was now.

Comparing the Prince of Fuck with Andrew, who was now walking beside her, was like comparing the land and the sky above her head. What exactly is in your head, Eleonora? ' She really couldn't guess what was in Eleonora's head.

"Lady! Lady!"

She snapped out of her reverie. "What?" she asked spontaneously.

"Is something wrong? You've been silent the whole time. Did Prince Gerome say anything to you on the way here?" Andrew looked at her sharply. His eyes flashed like fire.

Eleonora knew there was anger in his voice. Andrew cared deeply for this body. Of course, this woman was Andrew's favorite. The reason why Andrew went to his fief and never came back to the capital.

"No, no. I was just thinking of something." She was curious why she was avoiding him. "Well, it's probably about Prince Gerome."

The piercing look that came from Andrew only got stronger. It seemed to burn the side of Eleonora's face. "What did he do and say?" Andrew couldn't wait to hear.

"Something like I'm going to regret breaking off the engagement with him!" Eleonora was now deliberately making things worse. Why be nice to someone who wants to kill you.

"I've been patient."

"Yeah?" She didn't actually mishear. Eleonora was just trying to fuel Andrew's anger even more.

Andrew smiled and shook his head. The strapping, burly man took very good care of himself. Maybe Andrew thought that Eleonora still liked Gerome.

Actually, there were no feelings left in Eleonora's heart at the moment.

"Aisya... Bella, please prepare this for my friend!" Eleonora ordered her two servants to move quickly as they disappeared into the hallway, and when Andrew and she reached the living room, the the and the side dishes were already there.

"I'm glad you answered my letter." Eleonora made small talk.

"You know I can't ignore my friend in need. After all, we've known each other for so long!" Andrew's smile was charming and could melt polar ice.

"You must have read it in the mail, right?" Almost everything the present Eleonora wanted was in the letter she had sent to Windsor. "I wish to cancel my engagement to Prince Gerome."

Andrew's eyes suddenly became soft. It was as if he had been expecting this for a long time. "Are you sure? You rejected everyone's advice when your proposed engagement was just announced."

He didn't know why Eleonora had fallen in love with Gerome in the first place. Even if Gerome was the only man in the world after the end of the world, Eleonora did not want a relationship with this one prince. Let the world end. Let mankind become extinct.

"Maybe I was blinded by love then!"

"What about now?" Andrew asked.

Eleonora picked up her teacup and drank the contents. Then she calmly put the empty cup back on the table.

"What do you want to do?"

"There are many things. But the most important thing is to call off the engagement. I no longer want to be associated with Prince Gerome. You want to help me, right?"

Andrew nodded in agreement. "Of course I will! I'll do it for you!"

***

"Who's here?"

"The head of the Windsor family. Andrew Windsor. He arrived in the capital this afternoon and went straight to Eleonora's house." One of Effie's servants informed her and her son during their afternoon tea.

Effie stopped taking a sip and immediately put down the cup with shaking hands. "Why are you telling me this now?"

"Our informant cannot leave the manor while the Duke of Windsor is in the Lady's manor. The knights the Duke brought with him are guarding all the entrances and exits." The servant looked down. Afraid of Effie's tantrum that was about to break out.

"You lowly slave!" Effie clenched her fists with all her might.

Had her son not been here, she would have eliminated the servants and informants who had belatedly informed the Duke of Windsor of his arrival.

The former Duke of Windsor was the one who had strongly objected to Gerome's appointment as Crown Prince. And of course, the current Duke Windsor's vision was not much different.

Even if Duke Windsor had remained in his fief all this time because he did not like the fact that the only witch family in the kingdom was engaged to Gerome.

Eleonora's existence alone could have silenced a lot of bad talk about Gerome.

"Go away!" Effie shooed away the servant who had brought the news. But the servant did not move an inch from where she stood. "Madam... this informer wants a fee!"

"Tell him to wait!" Effie would settle the matter after sending Gerome to Eleonora's house.

She still didn't know why the young Duke of Windsor had come to the capital. She had heard stories that Eleonora and the young Duke of Windsor had once been good friends. They broke up because Eleonora was engaged to Gerome and the young Duke Windsor had to go to the fief to take over the leadership.

"Gerome, go back to Eleonora!"

"What?" Gerome was immediately angry.

"You should know why Duke Windsor is visiting. Even if Eleonora is angry with you, you should be able to extract some information from her. Remember... she's angry.

Gerome still hadn't moved from his seat. The man seemed very reluctant to move.

"Listen! If you don't do it, I won't find a way for Ebe to be with you after the throne!" she threatened.

Gerome immediately panicked. He stood up and hurried away.

"Why is that boy so crazy about that girl. He doesn't even have enough wealth to utilize and not even a position to gain favor! What a stupid kid!" Effie complained.

Effie then stood up from her seat and waved at the waiter standing nearby. The waitress trotted over to Effie.

"Where's the informant?" asked Effie.

"He went into the secret parlor on the second floor, ma'am!"

"Alright! Don't follow me, I'll see him myself!" Effie smiled and walked away.