Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader

Chapter 21

Authors Note:

Thanks for all the tips and requests by the way, but this might, well is the worst Chapter I've written. I can't with this. I might rewrite it in the future but for now, you'll have to do with what you get.

Have fun with this Chapter...man.

START OF CHAPTER 21

After 5 minutes, you finally decided to make your way to her room.

You walked through the courtyard back to the main halls of the Castle.

It was also weirdly quiet, usually you'd hear some flocks of flies flying around you whenever you walked around, but this time it was just pure silence.

You arrived at Lady Dimitrescus door and waited a few more seconds before entering. You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself.

'Alright Y/N, nothing bad is going to happen....hopefully'

You entered the room and closed the door behind you.

To your surprise, she wasn't even in the room herself.

"Hmm...strange" you walked towards her vanity, which had a book wide open.

You looked at the book,

"Is this, her diary?" you glanced at the letters and could only read one sentence.

{Tonight, I will give her a special gift which she will never forget.}

"A special what now?" you wanted to read the whole page but something touched your shoulder, which made you shriek back.

You turned around and saw Lady Dimitrescu stand behind you.

"Reading something that isn't yours hm?" she closed her diary and took your face, making you look at her.

"Forgive me...I was a bit curious"

She chuckled.

"Such a curious little girl~" she let go of your face and put the diary away.

You looked at her, starting to grow a bit impatient on what her "special gift" might be.

"Did you read everything?" she asked you.

You shook your head.

"No, only the...special gift part.." you answered.

"Oh! How fitting~" she turned around and came closer to you, making you back away.

"Y/N~" she started.

You couldn't back away any further and stopped at the bedframe. You looked up to her.

"You know that I wouldn't do anything to you without your consent...just earlier, where my daughters brought you pain beause of me..." she looked away from you.

'Does she really feel bad for me? It's my own fault, she shouldn't...'

You grabbed her hand and softly squeezed it. She looked back to you, a bit startled.