Do you all know the future?

Chapter 103 The Invitation of the Gods

Diane wanted to take Bridget to see the head maid, but the head maid was already waiting at the door, poised and natural.

The dress was perfectly tailored, fitting her tall and well-proportioned figure flawlessly. The upper body was slightly fitted at the waist, cleverly outlining her slender waist without being overly tight, leaving room for movement and making it convenient for her to do various housework.

The structured shoulder design makes her figure appear more dignified, while the long sleeves are slightly tapered, revealing a small section of her fair wrist, which contrasts sharply with the black fabric.

She wore a pure white apron tied around her chest, with delicate ruffles along the edges, adding a touch of femininity and giving the head maid a chance to showcase her multifaceted personality.

The apron's ties were tied into a pretty bow at the back. The bow was very cute, and Diane had seen how the girl was doing. She was very clever and agile, and Diane's gaze would always linger on her.

The head maid's apron was made of a thicker material than her skirt, seemingly for housework. The apron was also ironed perfectly flat, without a single wrinkle, clean and neat.

"Owner!"

The mature and tall head maid was graceful and beautiful. With a smile, she gently bowed and greeted the maid, her demeanor impeccable.

"Margaret, when did you arrive?"

Diane was startled at first, but then she naturally relaxed. There was no need to be nervous in front of the head maid; she was her head maid.

“In the morning, when the owner usually gets up, he feels uneasy if he doesn’t see the caregiver.”

The head maid straightened up and answered, her smile revealing nothing, but Diane could read a hint of mockery in her eyes.

It was as if they were marveling at Diane's incredible energy, working day and night without ever taking a break.

"So early? You haven't had lunch yet, have you? Let's go have lunch!"

Diane took the head maid's hand. The head maid glared at Diane, as if scolding him for being inappropriate in the situation. However, a good maid would not criticize her master, especially in the presence of others. She would only offer advice in private.

The Queen noticed their subtle interaction but pretended not to see it. She stood on the other side of Diane, took Diane's arm, and then stepped forward, leading Diane toward the restaurant.

"Where's Little Melu? Shall we call her over?"

Diane didn't see the little mermaid, but she still had to invite her to dinner, since Diane treated the little maid like a younger sister.

"They've probably already eaten by now. Our quarters will be served meals by palace servants. That glutton won't wait for me."

The head maid reminded Diane, but Diane thought about the little maid's greedy nature and realized she wouldn't wait for the head maid to call her; the little beauty would have already been eaten, the maid was confident of that.

"Then let's go. Actually, you don't have to wait for me. I can't live without you, and I'll come to find you sooner or later."

Diane gripped the head maid's wrist. At her current level of existence, the head maid could go without food without much trouble, but Diane didn't want her to go hungry, or rather, she didn't want to see her hungry—it was just a habit.
"I've been standing all morning, let me sit down for a bit."

Diane led the head maid to the dining room and pressed her down into a chair. The head maid looked helpless but did not get up, acquiescing to Diane's actions.

She never felt uncomfortable with Diane interacting with other women. Diane's attempt to compensate her made her uncomfortable. She wasn't angry, so why was Diane compensating her?

Upon arriving at the restaurant, perhaps as if the Queen had given prior notice, Diane found a sumptuous meal already prepared.

The long dining table was covered with a plain white linen tablecloth embroidered with gold thread, reflecting a soft glow in the flickering candlelight. The air was filled with the aroma of roasting meat and the scent of freshly baked bread.

Smoked wild boar meat, with slightly charred edges and an enticing sheen of fat, is savory and fragrant, offering a chewy texture and a unique smoky flavor.

There was also a dish of crystal-clear caviar. Gently scooping it up with a mother-of-pearl spoon, the plump roe burst in your mouth, and the salty and fresh juice instantly filled your oral cavity, as if you could taste the spirituality of the deep ocean.

"Master, let me serve you your meal first."

The head maid glanced at the Queen and decided to play her duty as a maid, even though the Queen already knew that she was an angel-level powerhouse.

"I can't do anything with you, come on."

Diane got up, carried a chair, and sat down next to the head maid. As the head maid looked on in confusion, Diane opened her mouth and gestured to her with her eyes to do something.

The head maid quickly understood what was going on, and a wry smile mixed with doting affection appeared on her face. She cut off a piece of steak spread with butter and slowly brought it to Diane's lips.

That's not what she meant, but since her master wanted it, the head maid naturally had to generously and readily grant her wish.

The Queen could clearly see the deep bond between master and servant, especially knowing that the head maid was about to become a demigod, which gave it a sense of absurdity, but also a feeling of a mother taking care of her son.

"My turn, Margaret, ah..."

Since it was a family affair, it was natural to reciprocate. Diane pulled over the plate, cut the meat into pieces, forked a piece, and handed it to the head maid.

The head maid reluctantly ate it, feeling both touched by Diane's childishness and secretly pleased. She understood perfectly well that Diane was showing the new woman the depth of their relationship and reminding her not to look down on her because of her status as a maid.

This is to protect her, and also to show her special favor.

Her Majesty the Queen saw everything clearly. Thinking of how Diane, who had just been showing off her power, was feeding the head maid with such care, it would be a lie to say she wasn't jealous. However, she wouldn't say she was so jealous that she went crazy.

Instead, she felt a sense of ease, because Diane didn't hide anything from her. Diane could have waited until she was controlled by the gods before revealing her true nature, but for now, she would try to please her, telling her how much she liked her and bewitching her.

But Diane didn't. If he liked someone, he liked them. He liked the head maid a little more, and he didn't hide it from her. This is what she just said: sincerity for sincerity. She used her sincerity to win Diane's sincerity.

If she can't even accept this sincerity and instead throws a tantrum or gives Diane a hard time, then perhaps she really won't have another chance to truly understand Diane's heart.

Thinking about all this, her jealousy slowly subsided, and her anger dissipated. Diane was responding to her sincerity, and at the same time, she was warning her that Diane truly loved Margaret.

The Queen watched the two lovers, her anger replaced by reason. Their actions stirred a slight jealousy in her, but everything was still under her control.

However, this situation didn't mean there was nothing that could be done. Her Majesty adjusted the crown on her head to make sure it wouldn't fall off when she bowed her head, and then gracefully carried a plate of food to Diane's side.

"I also want you to feed me, my dear. I also want to feed you, my dear."

The Queen sat down next to Diane, gazing longingly at her. The head maid was very understanding; she lifted Diane's wrist, offered the meat that was near her mouth to the Queen, and the Queen's worried look disappeared. The head maid was very tolerant, like a mother.

"Sister Margaret, you should try mine too. It's coated in honey and very sweet."

The Queen didn't come to challenge anyone; she came to join the family. Clearly, she didn't have the ability to challenge the head maid. Since the head maid took the initiative to befriend her, the Queen naturally didn't want to offend such a powerful figure who was about to become a demigod.

"It's very sweet, Master, please try some too." After eating the food sent by the Queen, the head maid encouraged the Queen to feed Diane.

The harmonious atmosphere left Diane, who had prepared a thousand words and even planned to argue with the Queen, somewhat bewildered. How could things have turned out so harmoniously?

It wasn't even open or covert fighting; he was genuinely enjoying the bliss of having two wives who loved each other and served him together.

"Are you all okay?"

Diane took a sip of the juice offered by the head maid and looked at the two beauties with a puzzled expression.

What did he miss or make a mistake about?

Or perhaps the two of them reached some kind of agreement without his knowledge, which is why they are so harmonious now.

"What could be wrong? What is Master worried about?"

The head maid was somewhat on the same wavelength as Diane; she understood Diane's doubts, but she did not answer Diane directly.

"It's nothing. It's great that you two get along so well. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get along."

Seeing the head maid's calm expression, Diane felt that she might have been meddling in other people's business, since there was indeed no conflict between them.

“How could that be? Ms. Margaret is the older sister. My sister respects her older sister, so of course the older sister will take care of her younger sister.”

The Queen isn't some idiot with a muddled mind. How could she ask about Diane falling into the water so soon? She's now lagging behind the Head Maid in every way—her strength and emotions are far inferior. What she should do is humbly submit.

“That’s right. I sensed Her Majesty’s respect, so I responded to her in a friendly manner. Is Master unhappy?”

The head maid felt it didn't matter if she suffered a little injustice. It wasn't Diane who was being wronged. After all, Diane's goals and wishes were grand and far-reaching, and there were many difficulties in achieving them. Compared to that, a little injustice was nothing.

However, since the Queen took the initiative to express goodwill and lowered her proud head to call her sister, the head maid did not act arrogantly or haughtily. She humbly and affectionately accepted her younger sister.

Although this affection is not even a fraction of what he felt for Diane, it is still enough to make him feel vain.

"I'm very happy, but it was a bit unexpected. Everything is fine so far, that's all."

Diane chuckled as he watched the Queen bring over the plates. He sensed a fierce battle was about to erupt, and he was ready to step in and mediate, not wanting to be a central air conditioner and let the two sides fight it out.

He didn't even do anything, and suddenly everything was harmonized. He instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

"Don't worry, we are directly linked by common interests, and there is no conflict of status or position between us, so what's there to fight over? Fighting for you? Haven't you always been here?"

Her Majesty spoke with nonchalance, saying that if you have the ability, you should definitely fight for it and fight for a higher status. The problem is that she doesn't have the ability, so she has to be obedient.

"Okay, I was just being presumptuous."

Although it was a bit awkward, Diane felt it was pretty good that the two sides were harmonious and friendly. If awkwardness could bring about this kind of effect in the harem, then he wouldn't mind being awkward every day.

"Master is just concerned about us. It's nothing but wishful thinking on our part. Thank you for your concern, Master..."

The head maid gave Diane a way out, while serving her food.

"It tastes good. Has the breakthrough been effective?"

After eating the piece of meat that the head maid had fed her, Diane asked softly, "Now that he's a Tudor prince, the head maid should be recovering much faster."

"Of course there is, but it will take some time. I will stay by your side during this time."

The head maid's answer calmed Diane down. She had gone to great lengths to become the Queen's prince, not for the sake of the beautiful Queen, but for the head maid's recovery. If it didn't work, she would regret it to death.

"Take your time, there's no rush. We've already taken so much time, we can afford to wait!"

Diane, however, was quite optimistic. She put down her knife and fork, took the head maid's hand, and expressed her support for her.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Your Majesty, just try to delay as much as possible. The longer it goes on, the better for us."

This is also one of the reasons why the head maid doesn't want to clash with the Queen; currently, both she and Diane are still under the Queen's protection.

“I understand. Don’t worry, they don’t know that Ms. Margaret is about to break through to demigod status. They are still testing us. Yesterday, many churches sent us invitations, hoping that we could visit the true God and receive blessings.”

The Queen felt that dragging it out for several months would be difficult, but not impossible. Using someone else's strength against them is an extremely important part of politics; things that are inconvenient to do must be done in a roundabout way.

"If they visit me, they'll probably imprison me and turn me into one of their own before they'll be satisfied."

Diane could tell that the person who invited her had ill intentions. This was no church; it was a series of prisons, designed to lock up and discipline Diane, this young beast.

"Who told you to inherit the Queen's holy blood? In their eyes, you are the next Queen Greta. They want to control you and make you their henchman."

"If they can't control you, they will destroy you once and for all. That's the way the gods are."

The head maid spoke with certainty, knowing better than anyone what the gods were thinking. Diane's current situation was similar to hers back then, but Diane's situation was both better and worse than hers.

The problem is that with her preceding them, Diane has already attracted the attention of all the living gods, who want to recruit her. All the gods want Diane, and they are quite certain that Diane's spirituality can ultimately become their help.

Fortunately, Diane has her support, so she doesn't have to fight alone like she did before. This time, someone is accompanying Diane through this journey, preventing her from repeating her mistakes and distrusting the gods.

Moreover, Diane doesn't even need to lift a finger; she will clear away all obstacles along the way for her.

“I know none of these people are good, but I can’t just refuse them directly, lest they get angry. So I’ll say that other churches have also visited, and I can’t come up with a solution right now, so I need to go down and think about it.”

As a Chinese, Diane has never forgotten her Tai Chi skills.

"That's how we got the peace and quiet. Otherwise, it would have been demigods from various sects taking turns coming."

The Queen was also well aware of this.

(End of this chapter)