𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 - 𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲 [𝔴𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔭]

III

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" 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓊𝑒𝓉 - 𝓁𝑒𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒷𝑒𝓈 "

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"𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆."-

-The lady called out. A timid child gently pushed the large doors open. His soft blonde hair swayed as he closed them again. His jeweled eyes flickered over to the mangled body in the corner of the room. Blood was painted over the wall in messy strokes. It was clear that the lady had her fun with one of the children.

Victorine Clea Daniel, a noble lady with her long black silky hair that reached her waist which the child had learned to take care of since she always asked for his audience in her chambers. The child had came to found out that she was the one who ordered for his abduction.

He remembered when he asked the lady why she had abducted him which earned a slap from the lady herself.

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The blonde child winced when a hand had struck his soft cheek.

"I thought I had taught you to be obedient to me Oublié." Victorine had a smile plastered on her face. She crouched down to the shaking child and held both of his small hands in his. Her thumb soothed his hand that was littered with marks from his previous lessons with his abusive mentor who would hit him with a slim rattan onto his hands everytime he made a mistake.

"Why are you asking me a question regarding the outside? Do you plan to run away?" Her voice was soothing but the child knew she was containing her anger.

"You don't want me to send you to Warren for another session do you?" She gently asked him which made him shook his head quickly eager not to face the strict mentor. Victorine hummed in amusement from his teary eyes.