ᥴꫝꪖρ𝕥ꫀ᥅ 3 || ❁

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(Tw: knifes,blood(a little bit) and the attempts of sexual abuse.)
As soon as I woke up, I threw myself into some dark red dress because mother said the color of the decorations would be red and I wanted to match, to maybe camouflage with the background so no one would notice me. I somehow got to the carriage without falling asleep and dying(because I just was so tired-)but I just did that as soon as I sat down in the carriage.

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"Y/n. Wake up! We arrived" I heard my fathers voice and I just mumbled something and nodded.
As I got up, father already was outside waiting for me to get my lazy ass out of that carriage.

"Why are you so tired, Y/n?" He laughed.

"I wasn't able to sleep." I mumbled.

And then I saw him.

He was standing at the stairs, talking to some really pretty girl and it seemed like they were planning on dancing later, because they were writing something on paper.
My hands formed to fists without me even noticing. As soon as I noticed I felt confused.
What was he doing to me? Why was I jealous?

"Y/n! Hello!" He yell- whispered because the girl still was standing next to him.

"Good evening." I said and walked towards him.

"Who's that?" The girl next to him asked, while she was giving me a sassy look.

"This is viscountess y/n ." He said and smiled at me.

"Nice to meet you, Tewks is that your maid?" I asked even tho she totally didn't look poor. Tewks was holding back a laugh but covered it up with a cough.

"How dare you? My father is one of the lords! Who's your father? One of the personal assistants" The girl said with the most arrogant voice I've ever heard.

"Ever heard of James y/l/n? Also known as the highest lord." I answered and saw the color flush out of her face.

"T-that's your father?I thought he didn't have kids." She stuttered.

"Well he does, and now have a goodnight." I straight up said and walked away.

"My maid?" Tewksbury asked as he was running after me.

"Well she looked cheap, because she just was throwing herself at the first man passing by." I said and and looked at him.

"Is there any possibility that you're jealous?" Tewks asked.

"Me and jealous of a girl who is throwing herself at you? Keep dreaming honey." I said with an annoyed undertone.

"My first dance is starting soon." He mumbled.

"Oh really? Well let me guess, all your dances are already reserved for some beautiful girls?"
I asked and rolled my eyes.

"Well yeah many beautiful girls asked me but there's actually one dance left, which I would like to offer to the most beautiful girl that's here tonight."

I thought of who the girl might be and then it hit me into my face. Enola was being here tonight. She was coming and he most likely knew that she would come.

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