Lost In Time _Jelsa_

Banquet Pseudonyms

Chapter 1
Banquet Pseudonyms

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My saviour clicked his tongue. I knew what that sound implied. We'd been caught.

"I don't know who let this sweet little bird into the mansion, but from what I can deduce... You're helping her escape." The mysterious guy spoke, his chocolate brown eyes shining in utter mystery.

"Now, why would you go and do that...? I rather fancy her type, you know she looks absolutely scrumptious."

He'd blocked off our exit in the smoothest of fashions. And his eyes fastened on me with obvious fascination.

Scrumptious, am I? He's british, isn't he? Although he's got a bit of a brogue.

"Ah, maybe you fancy me too, judging by the way you're looking me over." He smirked before darting his tongue out and licking his bottom lip sensually.

He's also a rotten flirt!

He ran his tongue over his lips in a very purposeful gesture.

"...it had to be you." My saviour interposed himself between me and the colorful flirt in a fancy suit.

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Somewhere in the Mansion

The gentleman from paris settled into a chair in his private suite. He gazed into the candle lantern as if it were but a window.

"A moment, Xuan." The emerald green eyed man spoke.

"Yes. Monsieur?" The butler, Ah Xuan finished setting tea for the gentleman and stood attentively.

"We have an unexpected guest. I want  to be sure she receives our best hospitality." The green eyed gentleman added three cubes of suger in his cup of hot tea and started stirring, "see there is a place set for her at the banquet."

"As you wish." Ah Xuan nodded obediently.

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"Why do you want to help her escape? Let's bring her to the banquet." The mysterious flirt spoke.

"That's not up to me or you." My savior snapped.

"Don't be so stodgy! Who's going to complain if we add a little color to the drab table." He checked me out with a lazy smirk dancing on his lips.

They're having a banquet? And he called this place a mansion? What mansion is connected to the Louvre?

I had more questions and zero answers.

"Messieurs."

A man dressed in a butler's garb entered the hallway.

"It's time for supper. They're gathering in the dining room now, if you please."

"You too, Mademoiselle." When I didn't move, he fixed his eyes on me.

"Me?" I asked pointing at myself to make sure if he really was talking to me. I looked at my surroundings there was no other female present in the hallway.