Changing The Course of Fate

Chapter 15 - The Mark of a New Beginning

Pier went back inside the mansion and called for the servants that had been present when he tried out the suit yesterday. It was almost night time and everyone invited to the Royal Banquet must have been preparing all day for such an event.

After entering the mansion, he immediately went inside his room and took a bath. It was only a simple bath with the rose oil scent that he very much loved. He relaxed once more.

'You can do this!' He calmed himself and relaxed. He would show everyone in the kingdom what a Pier Belmiunde can do.

"You better pay me for this when we meet in the afterlife," He murmured while threatening the non-existent original Pier. He was already doing so much for the owner of this body but he thought that it was even not enough for giving him another chance in life and having the things he once thought were impossible become reality.

He scrubbed his head leisurely and enjoyed the sensation from all the water that was cascading down on him. After rinsing himself properly, Pier wore a robe and went towards the dressing room. The suit had been cleaned once more after being delivered and was now as beautiful as ever.

As Pier sat on the stool and faced the mirror, the maids were busily pampering their young master. His hair was being carefully dried and very light cosmetics were being placed on his face. He felt like one of those royalties in movies who were constantly pampered by the people around them - which was indeed happening at the moment.

After being lathered up with light cosmetics and his hair combed, the maids brought the suit out that Pier tried yesterday and wore it. The black jacket, trousers, and even the coat that was made of highly luxurious materials were comfortable in all the right places.

'Vivian was indeed the best tailor in the entire kingdom.' He thought as he adjusted the black necktie around his neck. It perfectly fit him and was neatly done by the servants.

He stared at the mirror.

'Perfect.' Pier was perfect. In terms of beauty, no one could probably rival the young master of the Belmiunde Household. His pale skin that complimented his dark hair and suit was glistening under the faint moonlight that seeped inside the room.

The servants watching the young master had their eyes and mouths open as they stared at the incredibly handsome young master. They were starting to think that it was indeed good for them to have been hired in this household as they can see such magnificent sight once in a while.

After admiring himself in the mirror once more, Pier started walking back into his room and grabbed the thing that was lacking in his attire for the evening.

It was his family crest that was made from pure silver. The crest sparkled under the light as Pier viewed it. The ancient bird with open wings inside a circular shape was so elegant to look at.

Pier attached the crest to his chest and walked out the door. The knights who were stationed right outside the young master's door to escort him when he came out greeted Pier with respect. They could not take their eyes off the elegant and sophisticated individual that was in front of them. They both held their breaths back as Pier passed through them and the scent of rose oil tingled their nose.

Pier then walked outside the central mansion. Each servant that he passed through had their eyes glued on him. The young master chuckled at this. This is what he wanted, attention. Tonight, the name Pier Belmiunde would once more resonate throughout the entire kingdom.

'But that will be in another perspective,' He thought as his long legs walked down the stairs of the central mansion and towards the door. He could feel the attention-seeking part of the original Pier that had been left in his mind. He was starting to get more and more excited.