Chapter 3
Damn! that damned face of him!
"Ah, It's nice to meet you too, sir luketon." I say as I glance at his face, his striking face.
"Luke. Just Luke." He says with a charming smile.
Some more knights chimed in, introducing themselves. while Luke leads me in the carriage, I can feel my older brother's gaze on me---Its a bad gaze. I had always hated that look he gives me. It's disgusting, annoying, and uncomfortable to the bone.
I was now seated inside the carriage. my mind is a mess, my heart beating slightly faster than normal.
am i excited?
A faint genuine smile curls up onto my lips, I put a hand over my chest, feeling my heart beating. I don't like feeling like this, because something always happens when I'm happy.
But, God. I hope this lasts.
The ride to the north was pleasant to say the least. I had a lot of fun looking at the scenery and taking glances at Luke.
***
Luke, in the novel, was also described as someone who's a bit short-tempered. Ozias has to deal with his shit almost everyday.
That charming personality was... a facade. well, not really. He's nice, but he can't help but be short-tempered when something goes wrong.
Rumour has it that, Luke. Has taken a liking to Ozias' sister, Lilian. She's the same as her brother. Cold yet infuriatingly attractive.
Can I blame Luke though? With that face, she's like a doll.
On the way to the north, unfolds a scenery beautiful like flowers. bathed in the gentle hues of eventide. wild roses, in their delicate blush, adorning the foreground. the air, still and calm, the light soft and casting a gentle light on my porcelain skin. I'm not the type to enjoy such scenery, but since i'm finally parting with that damned house, I feel lighter.
A breeze goes by and I catch a small petal of a flower. A smile appears on my face, my heart feeling lighter than before, my posture relaxed.
Though, gone, the scars beneath my sleeves will always remind me of the hardships I had to endure.
***
The carriage comes to a halt, Luke guiding me down the carriage.
A magnificent edifice of stone doth rise before me, its countless spires, piercing the skies like quills of a celestial bird, are adorned with intricate carvings. the windows having an elegant arch, the castle before me, surrounded by flowers.
Knights were on either side of the castle. big and reliable.
A girl appears, cold as ice, holding an elegant grace to her attitude.
"Welcome, lady Claudette." She speaks, her voice sounding regal. It was none other than Lilian.
Her hair goes down to her waist, her hair being silvery snowy white, but just one that's the right color. her skin, spotless.
"Greetings, Lady Lilian." I greet her with a warm and sweet smile, that damned smile instinctively appearing on my face.
"Please, drop the formalities. we are soon to be family."
"hehe, then, may I call you just Lilian?"
"Of course, Claudette."
As I follow her down while she tours me around, I sneakily take glances at her. I can't help it!
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She's as beautiful as they say! she's tall, too.
"Rose. Meet Claudette. She's soon to be my brother's wife. you shall treat her with respect"
"Of course, my lady.." the maid says as she looks at me.
ah.. that look.
I'm familiar with that look.
eyes that look hostile, the smile that doesn't reach to their eyes, and their tone hiding a different meaning.
"Nice to meet you! you can call me Claudette" I say cheerfully.
"Lady Claudette... welcome to the North." Rose says as she scans my whole being.
***
"Hey, are you not gonna ask me about your wife?" Luke says as he crosses his arms, looking at Ozias whos sitting down and cleaning his sword.
"Wife.. is an over statement."
"How is it an over statement?"
"SOON. to be wife."
Luke sighs, shaking his head.
Ozias has always been like this. he doesn't really care for anything.
Luke looks away, looking at the knights far from them, training. suddenly, he lets out a chuckle and glances at Ozias.
"She's small."
"...She's small?" Ozias asks, halting with cleaning his sword.
"Very! She's pretty like a porcelain doll. her skin is pale too"
"I don't care.."
***
The day was exhausting! Lilian showed me around the castle. I must say, the scenery here is more peaceful than the south.
Although, the maids here doesn't like me that much. probably because I 'stole' the spot for Kirim.
I was about to sleep, I was already tucked in. until i heard a knock on my window,
I got up, approaching the window and there he was. His gaze was cold like how my family looks at me.
He, Ozias. was tall. his striking handsome face, lean figure, silvery hair like his sister, and that damn gaze that reminds me of my family.
What the hell was he even doing? does this guy not know how to go by a door?
"You."
"You're Claudette?" He says immediately as I open window by the balcony.
"Um.. yup! thats me." I say with a bright and sweet smile.
I see Ozias tense up and he frowns.
"Your smile... Its ugly."
My smile subtly falters. this bastard is rude!
"My smile?"
"Yeah. It's ugly."
I can feel my blood boiling just from him.
the moonlight behind him was giving him a subtle glow, his emotionless cold face having a slight smirk plastered on it.
"This marriage is simply because of politics. I will never like you."
What!? As if I'll like him too, the hell!?
He turns his back on me, preparing to leave. I can't let him go, I can't.
If i do, I'll have to return to that damned house! I have to do something.
Anything!
"I- I love you!" I bluntly spat out, the words urgently leaving my mouth.
I glance up at him, he froze.
He look back at me with a frown.
"You're weird."
Damn it! this damn bastard-
"Hmph, I don't care if you love me." He says and leaves, leaving me alone in my chambers.
I have to survive.
I have to. otherwise that shithead of a brother will take me back to the house again.
Damn you, Ozias! I'll do everything to get you on my side.
Just you wait !
