Ten dresses were thrown on top of my bed and the floor as anxiety filled me. I have not went on a date in what feels like ages. The stress of wearing something that would impress Baron was weighing me down. I fell on the floor and pounded it as I released my anger. "Hey b.i.t.c.h we"re trying to sleep here! If you want to hit your head on the floor make sure to do so in the corridor. Make sure not to kill yourself."
Weston winced as I punched him in the gut.
"Mind your own beeswax mother f.u.c.ker. You"re just jealous because you"re a single virgin old man."
A vein throbbed in Weston"s neck as he pounced on me.
"You b.i.t.c.h! I"ll tear your hair off of your head!"
I cried out as Weston pulled my hair. His blue eyes grew crazy as we pulled at each other"s hair like children.
"Fermez vos bouches you b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!"
I and Weston backed away from each other and shut up as an angry Francois looked at us. From all the time spent with Francois I"ve noticed something. When he gets really angry he starts speaking in French. The next step to his anger is usually a sword fight. The best thing to do is to sober up and back down. Francois humphed then sat laid down on his bed once more. I turned and slapped the back of Weston"s head as he winced. I chuckled only to get a hit on the back of my head in response. I folded the sleeves of my corset as I readied myself to hit the motherf.u.c.ker once more.
Suddenly I heard whispers from the corridor. I opened my ears to it.
"Does the Duke of Belthram know about his son?"
"No he doesn"t. Why do you ask?"
"I"ve heard that the Duke of Belthram"s son went missing."
"Why?"
"Some say that he got sick of the war ensuing between Belthram and Avalon. Others say that he"s an irresponsible drunk who chases the skirts of women. While some speculate that he"s become a pirate."
I chuckled at the 2nd description of Baron. Despite being a playboy he was quite loyal. Well to me at least. I think. Based on what the maids were whispering Lutious"s suspicions were correct. But why is it that when I asked Baron last time about his origins he almost choked me to death? Was there a secret among the dukedom of Belthram? I need to listen more.
"Even if he"s become a pirate, that suits him don"t you think? He was known as the Emperor"s killing dog anyways."
Killing dog? Based on my historical knowledge that meant that Baron was the person whom the Emperor sent to kill a certain individual. Almost like an a.s.sa.s.sin. Was this why he had acted like this last time?
"Yes but his killing past doesn"t exactly complete why he"s become a pirate. I"ve heard from Marissa that it"s also because he"s killed his own-"
"What are you two maids doing dilly dallying here? Go to your stations!"
The shrill old lady"s voice shook my ears. G.o.d d.a.m.n that old lady! I couldn"t hear the end of the maids" conversation! Who was it that Baron killed? His mother? A sibling? A friend?
Despite him being sweet and nice to me now, will there be a day where he points his sword at me?
Suddenly I felt someone tug my war. I turned to see Weston looking at me intently.
"What"s wrong with you b.i.t.c.h? Why did you s.p.a.ce out for a couple of minutes?"
I shook my head. I can"t trust anyone with this information especially Weston. I looked back at Weston and sighed. Who was Weston by the way? I intend to ask him. I opened my mouth to ask only for a knock to come to the door.
Weston and I looked at the elder Marquis"s son. Francois said that his name was John the third and that he was training to be a Royal Knight to the current King. His amber eyes and ginger hair made him look outgoing yet he always has a serious expression. He bowed when he entered the room and turned to look at me. He slightly blushed as he scratched the back of his neck. Oh? He was shy? I look like a mess of a person right now. I guess that this man follows the love me at my worst, so you deserve me at my best rule. He was quite nice.
"Miss Mila?"
I nodded as he called at me.
"My father would like to meet with you."
My ears perked up. Why did the Marquis want to meet with me? I quickly walked to the hanger opposite to the bed and grabbed a coat to out around my shoulders and left the room.
For some reason an ominous feeling filled me. What did the Marquis want?
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Thank you for reading my luvs❤️I"m sorry for the late updates I"ve injured my ankle so there might be less chapters updated! Stay safe??