Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Selene I leaned back against the chair, my gaze fixed on the white dress draped neatly in front of me. It was plain, colorless, and lifeless. It stared back at me, as if mocking me for expecting anything more. Beside me, Evelyn's face had darkened to something deadly. If looks could kill, everyone responsible for this would have been lying cold on the temple floor by now. The servant who brought the dress, a young girl, barely older than sixteen, was trembling as she clutched the fabric to her chest. "H-hmm...

this is the dress I was asked to bring to you, my lady." Her voice wavered, small and nervous. Evelyn's anger snapped. She stormed toward the girl, in fury. "This is nonsense! Are you saying my lady should wear this plain-looking dress? It's her birthday and her coming-of-age ceremony, for goddess' sake! Why would she wear something that even the servants wouldn't wear?" The girl flinched, taking a step back, her eyes wide. "I-It wasn't me... I was just-" She couldn't finish. Her hands shook, her lips quivering.

I sighed quietly and said, "Stop it, Evelyn." Evelyn froze mid-step, her chest rising and falling with restrained frustration, before turning to look at me. "She's not the one you should be shouting at," I continued, my tone calm but firm. "She's just doing her job. You're scaring her." Evelyn blinked, then followed my gaze to the trembling girl. The anger drained slowly from her face, replaced with guilt. She exhaled deeply and said, "You're right, my lady." Turning back to the servant, she added, "I apologize." The girl's eyes widened, clearly not expecting kindness after such harsh words.

She stammered, "I-It's alright." "Put the dress on the bed and leave," I said. 4 "Yes, my lady," she whispered. She placed the dress down carefully before bowing and hurrying out, closing the door quietly behind her. Evelyn let out a long, sharp breath before muttering, "Goddess, these people are heartless. How can they let you wear something like that? Even if they don't like you, they shouldn't treat you this way. I'm sure Lady Sienna's dress will be extraordinary, they want to make you look ordinary next to her." I didn't respond immediately. My gaze lingered on the white dress.

It was just like before. Back then, my stepmother had done the same thing, she handed me an ordinary white dress and called it humble elegance. I'd believed her. I was foolish, naive, and desperate to be loved, I hadn't thought that far. It was the first time anyone had ever gotten me anything, and I was so happy. I smiled, held the fabric to my chest, thinking, It's perfect. Until I stepped out and saw Sienna. She had been radiant, shimmering in a golden gown that caught the light and made her look like the goddess herself had blessed her.

I stood beside her in that plain dress, looking more like her maid than her sister. The humiliation that followed still burned in the back of my mind. My stepmother had made a scene, acting as if I'd chosen the simple dress to draw pity from the guests. "She's trying to embarrass us!" she shouted. "She wants everyone to think we mistreat her!" Chapter 36 I tried to explain, but no one listened. That night, I'd felt invisible, like a shadow watching someone else live the life I should have also had. I blinked away the memory and looked down at the plain white fabric again. My lips twitched.

"So," I murmured, brushing my fingers over it, "even in this life, some things never change." This time, I wasn't that naive girl anymore. They wanted me to wear white and look small again? Fine. But I'd make my white shine brighter than their gold. "Evelyn," I said suddenly. Evelyn, who had been pacing angrily at the corner, turned quickly. "Yes, my lady?" "Do we have a needle and thread?" I asked. She blinked, confused. "Needle and thread? Uh... yes, we do, but-" "Perfect," I said, standing and pulling my sleeves back. "Gather any nice designs or materials you can find.

We're going to make some changes." Her mouth fell open slightly. "My lady, do you mean you want to work on the dress?" I nodded. "Yes. I can't wear this outside as it is." Evelyn frowned, hesitating. "But, you've never touched a needle and thread before, and the celebration will start in a few minutes." "Don't worry about that. Just bring what I asked for." She hesitated for another second before finally nodding. "I'll bring it now." She hurried out of the room, skirts brushing against the floor. When the door closed, I crossed my arms, glancing back at the dress.

The old Selene hadn't known how to sew. She'd been a powerless girl whose worth depended on others. But the new Selene, the Luna who had rebuilt, who had forged armor for her warriors with her own hands, could turn anything she touched into something beautiful. I smiled. "Let's see how they like this version of me." A while later, the door creaked open, and Evelyn stumbled inside, panting as if she'd sprinted the whole length of the temple. She clutched a small bundle of fabrics and threads to her chest.

"My lady," she said between breaths, "this is all I was able to get." I looked up from where I was sitting, my legs crossed, the white dress laid flat on the bed. Evelyn set the bundle down and continued, frustration clear in her tone. "They wouldn't let me near the design room," she said angrily. "Even after I told them it was for you, they said only the mistress of the house can give permission to enter. I found these elsewhere.

It was all I could get." I glanced down at the meager collection, some faded lace, a few colored threads, a strip of embroidered ribbon, and a handful of tiny pearls. It wasn't much. Hardly enough to transform a dress. I tilted my head, thinking. It wasn't impossible. But then again, limits had never stopped me before. I was just considering how to make the best use of what she'd brought when a soft knock sounded at the door. 12:48 Tue, Dec 23 MG. Chapter 36 Evelyn frowned and glanced at me before calling out. "Who is it?" A small, trembling voice answered, "I-It's me." Evelyn blinked.

"Who?" I already knew. I recognized that voice. It was the same young servant girl who had brought the dress earlier. "Come in," I said calmly. The door opened slowly, and the girl stepped inside, her hands clutching a large box. Her eyes darted nervously between Evelyn and me. I raised a brow. "What's this?" Her cheeks flushed red, and she bit her lip before stammering, "I-I apologize, my lady. But I heard what you were talking about..." Evelyn's eyes narrowed immediately. "Were you eavesdropping after you left?" The girl's head shot up, eyes wide. "No! I wouldn't dare!

I- I forgot to bring the shoes, and when I came back, I... I heard everything." Her voice trembled, hands tightening on the box. "I'm sorry for listening. I swear, it wasn't on purpose." I studied her for a moment in silence. Evelyn huffed beside me, clearly ready to scold her again, but I lifted a hand, stopping her. "It's alright," I said, my voice calm. "You can relax. Now..." My eyes dropped to the box she was still clutching. "What's that you're holding?" The girl hesitated, lowering her gaze as if unsure whether she'd made the right choice coming here at all.

"When I heard what you wanted, I thought I could help. I... I work in the design room. There are always leftover designs and materials no one uses, so I thought maybe I could bring some." She knelt quickly, setting the box down and opening the lid. Inside were rolls of fine lace, glittering beads, delicate silks, and threads in rich, shimmering colors, it was more than enough to transform the dull white dress into something beautiful. Evelyn and I both stared for a moment, caught off guard. Then I felt a small, genuine smile tug at my lips.

"This is perfect," I said, meeting the girl's wide, nervous eyes. "Thank you." Her face turned crimson, as if she wasn't used to being thanked. She looked down quickly, stammering, "I-I'm glad you like it, my lady. Oh! I'll be scolded if I'm late." She set the box properly on the table and bowed her head. "Please forgive me for intruding." I nodded. "You can go." She bobbed another quick bow before hurrying out of the room, closing the door softly behind her. For a moment, there was only silence, then Evelyn exhaled and said, "That was...

unexpected." I kept my gaze on the door a moment longer, and turned back to her. "That girl, find out who she is." Evelyn nodded immediately. "Yes, my lady." As she turned toward the door, I glanced at the open box again, my fingers brushing the edge of the fine silk. Chapter 36 How interesting, I thought. Kindness like that was rare in this place. And people who offered it without reason, always had a story worth knowing.

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