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— WHAT'S THAT ? Cyrielle looked and inspected the said mail..? It has a seal of the huipelion house, ' Now what's a mail with a seal like this ended up on my table by the servant's? ' Cyrielle humed to herself while inspecting the outside mail..
' I see they have taken an Interest in me by the fact I hold the Saint tittle as an Agriche ' Cyrielle opened it to see a paper, folded properly and neatly inside.. The smell of a very fragrance that just filled Cyrielle's lungs as it burns and taint. ' Eurgh.. It smell's like an old woman's parfume.. ' Cyrielle cringed while taking out the paper from the inside.
|•| To The Saintest Of The Agriche |•|
Hello, I've not properly introduce myself, but my name is Helia Huipelion, I've come in interest by your appearance since it seems you've been shielded away from social circles. It would be a honor and my pleasure if you join my tea party tomorrow, I've come to myself that you've in needs of socialism with other ladies your age, I hope your family allows you
Sincerely, Helia Huipelion (Ps) I'd really love it when you come :( so please try to come.
Cyrielle scanned the message.. The beautiful decorated paper with a very neat handwriting, ' That's rather cute.. She wants me to come ' Cyrielle humed while waving her hand in the air.. A few servant came rushing in and stop.
"Inform my father about the invitation to a tea party for me.. Let me know his answer so I can write back this instant" Cyrielle's voice didn't not faltered in authority, ofcourse she's not gonna let some dumb servant bad mouth her from being a Saintest.
A small smile creep upon Cyrielle's face.. As she sniff the fragrance herself once more ' Come to think of it, if they had no intention on mocking me I think I would love this scent.. '
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"Hello Ladies I hope im not late" Cyrielle walked in, a smile spread across her lips with dazling and sharp half-lidded eyes, she held her dress as she walks she was nothing but a pure walking angel looking like that.
The Ladies within the room was shocked, light emitting behind Cyrielle in their view as her white hair shine along the light. "She truly does look like a Saintest" One of the Ladies whispered to another. Another girl approach, hair as white as snow as she offered a sit to Cyrielle, her bright purple eyes shinning, "Sit here Lady Agriche"
Cyrielle sat down, Her left was Helia and Her right was a rather new face she doesn't recognize.. And one face across from her.. Ah.. Cassis's sister.. Sylvia ' Jeremy's future fiance if I'm correct ' A servant poured the cup in front of me with warm tea.
"Lady Agriche.. So, have this tea party met your expectations?" Helia asked, her eyes filled with admirable hope as she wished for the best answer. "Yes ofcourse, just how I imagined" Cyrielle smiled and giggled a bit to add up the innocent saint character.
"Lady is so beautiful~! I could never imagine such a saint in the hell's gates.. It's fortunate that there are still sane people within that family" Another female spoke.. Seemed like she's the Lady of Bertium. "No Offense of course" Helia elbowed the female beside her ' Loathfull mouth eh? ' Cyrielle only smiled while shaking both her hand in front her chest "None taken"
"Lady's dress, it is such a cute style~!" Lady Gastor spoke, her finger trail within the soft lining and rich material.. "Yes and Lady's face is so adorable, you're face seem to not grow too much like our's" Another said while cuping her own cheek. "Yes~! I've been getting small pimples.. How annoying!" Another continued.
Helia sighed "Yes we do look far from our age.. But no matter, we are still beautiful" Helia spoke while Smilling, Cyrielle smiled along and nodded "Yes! All of you are very beautiful" She spoke. ' Honestly.. They look like children's trying to act like grown-ups.. But no matter, if I can get them to like me, then.. ' Cyrielle's eyes flashed a quick green glint while everyone else was distracted.
"Why don't we enjoy the party ladies.. And please call me Cyrielle"
' it would be easier to get rumours to spread of how Saintest an Agriche lady can be '
"Aw~! Helia, she let us call her by first name! Such a beautiful name honestly~!"
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