The Ghost Mistress Of The Duchy

In the midst of a harmonious and blissful newlywed life with her beloved child and dependable husband, she was surrounded by happiness, every moment a precious gift, even if it meant trading her own life. Or so she thought. But then, she died. …Huh? *** ‘I didn’t mean I actually wanted to die!’ She was sure she had only fallen asleep and woken up, but when she came to her senses, she found herself a translucent body floating in mid-air. How perplexing. -Hey, can’t you see me? You too, over there? …Butler? Head maid? To her utter confusion, not only had four years passed since her death, but she had also become a ghost. -…Oh my? “…” -Oh, oh my, it’s true? … it’s true? Apparently, ...