𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝: Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader [COMPLETED]

Chapter 11: Marks of the Devil

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Rewritten Version

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The bright sunlight slowly awoke you from your sleep as you yawned deeply into your hand. With a gentle turn to the other side, you sighed quietly and snuggled into the silky covers that covered you. "Goodmorning, sleepyhead." A subtle voice spoke from the side as you buried your face into the warm pillow.

Your eyes almost immediately shot right open as you heard the lady's voice speak in the room. With a brief tilt up from the cushion, you looked over to the lady seated at her golden vanity. Her gaze locked on yours as she looked at you through the mirror reflection.

You took a quick glimpse at the clock on the wall as you recalled you were supposed to be working at this early hour of the day, but instead you were still laying in bed, which was even more bizarre given that it was the lady's bed. With blurry hazed vision, you dashed out of bed and looked around for your attire, which were, to your surprise, neatly folded on top of the white armchair in the corner to your left.

You pressed your palm against the wall as you felt your knees wobble from the previous night that just struck in your mind as you quickly dressed yourself, almost losing your balance as you tried pulling your stocking up to your knees. "Oh, oh, what is the hurry, my dear?" The lady asked as she rose from her vanity chair. Your panicked gaze avoided hers as you recalled yesterday's image of her, a vivid memory of the night lingered in your mind as you hurriedly changed into your black dress. "My duties." you whispered beneath your breath.

"Hm?" She hummed softly, tilting your chin up to her. 

When her gaze fell on yours, you stuttered as if your bones had frozen solid. "U-.. uh, my duties, my lady." You spoke timidly as a wave of realization washed over you.

She tilted her head with a subtle nod. "I have informed Loana that you'll start your work a little later today, sleepyhead."

"R.. really?" You asked uncertain as your cheeks struck the brightest hint of pink.

She nodded again, this time with a smile. "Yes, sweetheart. Now, go take a shower and make sure to eat something before you start today, alright?" Her yellow eyes were gazing over your face as you nodded with a shy smile, looking up to her. "Good, now let me help you." The lady suggested. gesturing toward your dress zipper. And with a quick turn around, you held your breath in as you felt her cold hand brush along your back. "Thank you.. my lady."

Your eyes glanced down to the floor as a broad smile crossed over your lips, a blush covering your cheeks as the sight of the night just wouldn't leave your mind. "I've placed your heels beside the armchair." The lady said as she walked back to her vanity while you sat on the edge of the bed to put on your black heels, the corners of her lips forming into a smile as she watched you stand up from the bed and take a look at her, your gaze shifting down to her hands as she walked back to you and pinned your golden brooch on your right collarbone.

"Do you know what this special braoch means, my dear?"

She asked, tapping the brooch with her fingertips before moving her gaze back to you. "No, my lady. Although I've asked Loana why I was the only maid wearing this golden brooch."

A soft chuckle escaped her crimson lips as she gently brushed her hands against the little wrinkles on your dress. "And what did she say?" The lady asked.

Your gaze followed her hand as she caressed your attire, properly adjusting your dress as she listened for the answer. "She said that only the lady herself would speak about it."