And before she could respond, she felt him guiding her towards the terrace.
She was on the second ground and seeing a tall man with a hood standing still by the grasses, she managed to catch sight of his silver hair and black eyes through the dark.
There's no mistaking it, he was the handsome man that gave the book! The man she was looking for!
"Hey, Mister!" She said, wanting him to see her. The man looked up to the terrace and when he saw her, he sent her a gentle smile, before turning around and walking towards the woods.
No, she has been waiting for this moment, she has to talk to him! She has a lot of things to ask about the book!
Grabbing her dress, she pulled it up and stood by the railings.
"Wait, Lady Vienna! What are you planning to do?" Asked Raziel from beside her, now panicking. "This is dangerous!"
She glanced at the mysterious hooded man's figure who was slowly getting farther from her.
"I think I saw the
"My lady," Called her handsome knight Titus by the door the next day. His silver hair and tanned skin stood out, and the gentle look on his face calmed her. "Princess Avelina sent you a letter.” Handing her an envelope with the sun and lion seal, indicating that it came from the palace. Inside it was an envelope with beautiful handwriting. “How are you, Lady Vienna? I enjoyed the ball last night, I hope you did too. I am hosting a tea party today and would like to invite you to it. If you have time, I would be very pleased if you attend. I’d like to be friends with you.” Sincerely yours,
To think that Lady Vienna forced herself to behave just for today. She opened her fan now, containing her anger. She held the glass in her hand, but her grip was so strong that the glass broke into pieces. Fighting the urge not to throw it at Countess Tumaini, she smiled at her. “Oh, yeah. I really enjoyed that dance last night. How about you, Countess Tumaini? Weren’t you jealous because your husband loves his work more than you? Or the fact that your husband is satisfied with you?” The countess gasped at that. Glaring at her, the countess laughed hysterically. “How outrageous! At least my husband is human, not like your beast fiance.” Beast fiance? She stood up at that. “What did you just stay?” She felt angry now hearing someone call Raziel a beast. She couldn’t stay still. She knew fighting idiot people would get her nowhere but here she is. Countess Tumaini grinned smugly. “Why?
She was not surprised when a letter from the princess arrived again. “Dear Lady Vienna, Thank you for visiting the tea party. I was quite entertained as I was a bit annoyed at Countess Tumaini. You were so cool and strong! I aspire to be like you. If you have time, feel free to visit the palace, I would love to see you again. Truly yours, Princess Avelina Opheli de Solerr She sighed. She did not have any plans to be friends with her. If anything, she wants to stay away from the princess. As she ate her breakfast with her father, her father spoke up, "The Emperor wants to meet you today with me, my dear." “Really? I am grateful, father.” “Bring with you your knight.” She nodded. Finishing her meal, she prepared herself, wearing Duke Raziel’s gift, an elegant dress, and descended the st
“Where’s Titus?” Asked Lady Vienna when Titus did not appear to greet her one morning. “Sir Titus had returned to his home, my lady.” Said Roxy, brushing her hair as she sat by the vanity chair. Oh…“When will he be back?” “Oh, he didn’t tell us about that, my lady. He didn’t inform you?” Roxy asked. “No…” She can’t help but feel sad. Titus never did this...he always tells her beforehand whenever he returns to his home. Did he get affected after what the emperor told him? She sighed, taking a mental note to ask how Titus feels lately. He only opens up to her sometimes. After going down to eat her breakfast, Roxy asked something, “When are you going to visit the duke, my lady?” Oh, that’s right. The duke. She’s forgetting about him these days. Her mind was too preoccupied with Titus. Smiling, she faced her maid. “Why? Do you miss your lover, Hux
A/N Here is a token of my apology for not updating last week. Enjoy dear readers ;) ******* "VIENNAAA!!!" A loud voice boomed outside followed by the loud crashing of the door. Poor door. Lady Vienna grimaced at the sound. She didn’t have to look up and know who it was. It was her brother's. Letting out a tired sigh, she asked. "What is it now?" "My poor sister, did the Duke forced you to marry him? I swear I'll beat that bastard! So that is why he approached and got close to me!" His brother was clearly angry, looking at her with a fiery gaze. He was almost glaring at her. Of course, who wouldn't get furious knowing that their sister agreed to be the fiancé of the villainess duke. Pacing back and forth, he finally made a decision. "I'll talk to him-"
A/N: Feeling bad cause you have to wait a whole week for updates. I think I should just return to Tuesdays and Fridays if I can. Enjoy dear readers! *** The duke nodded. “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen tonight….” He said, grabbing on his mask and looked like he was about to remove it. “Then if you’ll excuse me.” She stopped him, “Wait, what are you going to do?” He stopped. “You were curious to see my face, w
She pouted, giving Duke Raziel a look. “You’re acting weird, Raziel.” “I’m fine.” He said, and continued, his cheeks reddening. “I just want you near me.” That made her pause. Near him? Her cheeks reddened, feeling like she’s turning into a potato. She glanced at his expression to see his face looking stoic and still. Sometimes, Lady Vienna couldn’t help but think how seeing him saying things like this makes her forget that he’s a villain. Well, she’s a villain herself. But that’s another point. She shook her head, clearing away her thoughts. “Haha, you’re flattering me, Raziel.” She replied when she regained exposure. She did as he requested and sat by the sofa in silence. She watched him sign the papers and can’t help but feel bored.
“Lady Vienna! I mean, Duchess!” Huffed Roxy into her room. “What is it?” She asked as she brushed her hair and stared at her reflection in the mirror. “I need your advice.” Continued Roxy. She nodded at that, waiting for her to continue, “About what?” “About love.” She stopped brushing her hair. Turning to Roxy, she faced her. “Love?” She asked for confirmation and Roxy nodded. “Really? You’re seriously asking me for advice?” “I apologize, my duchess. But it’s about Huxley.” She said. “What happened?” She sniffed, tears forming in her eyes. Standing up, Lady Vienna hugged her and stroked her hair, “Awe, my poor maid, I don