-Williams POV-
Well I never got my sweater back...
Though I don't mind much, what I do mind though is her. How she made me so flustered, how she made me blush! Me! Honestly! The whole situation is absolutely ridiculous, am not even sure why am so bothered by her. The way she spoke without hesitation, her confidence oozing out of her. I'll admit, I was intrigued..
For a good second.
I needed to focus, I have no time to worry about nuisances like her. Right now I need to focus on my studies and keeping my future wife all under control.
As stressful as it all is, I still need to follow the path. My parents did all the hard work, they made the path for me to follow.
They gave up on having any other children because they knew I would be my fathers successor as the oldest, and that there'ed be no way any of my other hypothetical siblings would be able to compete. Nor live up to my parents expectations.
My parents were never ones you'd want to disappoint.
While so absorbed in my thoughts I didn't even notice the continuous knocking at my bedroom door. "Hello? Master William?" I heard Reeda's thick french accent through the door. "Oh um yes, come in Reeda." A small petite Reeda with her bouncy curls walked into my room, carrying a small pile of my silk pajamas in a different assortment of colors.
"Your iron pressed night wear master William." Reeda softly spoke while holding them out for me to see. I was still so out of it, a few minutes of silence passed between us before Reeda spoke up again.
"Master William?"
"Uh? Oh! Um yes Reeda just put them in there usual place." I calmly spoke as I waved her off.
"Very well master William." She replied while slightly bowing her head, as she stalked over to my closet and hung them up in there respected area. She turned the light in the closet off and walked over toward the end of my bed, where i was laying down in my casual clothes.
"Is there anything else you need master William?" Cocking my head to the side to look at her I slightly smiled.
"No, that will be all. Thank you Reeda." She smiled back and bowed her head once more, "Very well, ring if you need anything master William." I nodded before adverting my attention from her back to staring up at my ceiling in thought.
"Um, master William?" Sighing I reluctantly replied, not wanting to be rude. "Yes?"
She spoke again, Slightly coughing in obvious discomfort. "A-are your okay?" I sat up on my bed to better look at her, raising my eyebrow in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
She started to uncomfortably shift as she knew she was out of line to speak to me unless it concerned her work, she started to fiddle with her hands.
"Well, you s-seem to be a tad bit upset.." She began to trail off, avoiding my gaze. I started to chuckle.
She quickly raised her head in confusion, her mouth slightly hanging open and her eyes growing twice in size.
"M-master William?"
Quickly I gasped for air from the laughter, wiping a tear from my cheek with the back of my hand.
"Ha ha, am sorry Reeda.. I didn't mean to make you worry. Really am fine, it's just a bit of stress. Nothing more." I desperately tried to hold back my laughter as I spoke.
She returned my smile, the worry in her eyes melting away.
"Well am glad to hear it master William!"
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The Dork and The Devil
RomanceAs a child, I never questioned any order my parents gave me. No goal wasn't reached, no homework incomplete, always their perfect child. Even my future was pre-made for me, my future college, my major, my wife and my future only child were all desig...
