Andrea was walking down the hallway, leading herself to the great hall. While holding holding a candle and a matchstick.
{Time to rain hell.}
When she got to the end of the hallway she threw the doors open.
“Surprise! It’s me~ Andrea”. *She announced in a flirty way.
“You didn’t expect me to be here, didn’t you? Are happy that I’m here? Haha. I know you’re not but I’m just being nice.”
“wh-what are YOU doing here?” .*Her uncle nervously asked.
“Oh now you’re scared of me? Didn’t you lock me in the dungeon a few days ago?”
~Silence~
“OH, now you’re not answering are you? Oh well, can’t say I didn’t warn you.’Cause I didn’t. But now, I know you love you’re life. Oh ,but what happens if you’re not living it?”
Andrea put the candle near the match stick and and lit it on fire. Then ‘accidentally’ dropped it.
” Oops, that wasn’t an accident”
{I mean, I left this world on a left foot. At least I can finally rest in peace.}
 ||Before she set the castle on fire, she was abused by her mother and father for not being etiquette and ‘ladylike’. Then after a broken engagement with Duke Harold, her whole family was put into shame. Because of this Andrea’s uncle locked her into the dungeon, thinking that he will announce that Andrea sadly died in a carriage crash. But she was trapped and found a key on the floor, so she unlocked her shackles and secretly crept out of the dungeon. Then the rest is above .||