Villainess or Saint?

Chapter 6

Aisha called out to the Duke in a confused voice. Upon hearing her the duke froze in place and the book in his hands slipped and fell to the floor. [I must have been mistaken..] He shook his head and bent down to pick up the book, but before he could pick it up she called out to him again, "Papa!"

"How does a two month old-" He turned around to look at her and gasped as he dashed over to her and draped his jacket over her - covering her completely - before picking her up. Hearing all the commotion Theor carefully opened the door and peeked inside, "Is everyth-" He quickly shut himself up when he saw the grave expression on the Duke's face. "Theor, go call Sirius, Immediately." The Duke ordered. "Yes, My Lord!" Their quickly bowed before shutting the door behind himself and dismissing all the servants on that floor before running towards the east tower.

As Theor left the Duke walked over to the window to close the blinds. Aisha looked up at the Duke whose expression was getting darker by the second [This is definitely weird, though I have seen the maids use magic... but is it that bad?] She gulped, feeling nervous because of his expression. He flinched when he felt her move in his arms and looked down "Did I scare you?" He patted her head, looking sorry. Aisha just shook her head and got lost in her thoughts again.

[Now that I think about it... I have seen these people, heck- even servants use magic...] She looked very serious, [Is it that unusual for someone's facial features to change? I mean, I guess I am a baby... Wait- Am I a prodigy or something?!] she looked seriously shocked by her supposed discovery. The Duke who was looking at her the whole time obviously noticed her peculiar expression changes and said, "Whatever you are thinking, its probably wrong." He flicked her forehead looking calm as can be and she could just squeak and rub her head while glaring up at her father, which he just seemed to find amusing.

In a bit Theor returned with the head mage of the Vistach Duchy– Sirius – he had hair all over his face and was panting with this hands on his knees. [Looks like Theor made him run all the way over...Sirius, was it?] Aisha looked at the slumped over man with pity then looked over at Theor to see that he was completely unfazed and was quite impressed. "You look awful" The duke said to Sirius.

"And why do you think that is your Grace? What was so urgent that-" Sirius stood up straight and pushed back his hair before looking at Aisha and raised an eyebrow, "You're letting me see her when she is awake? Wait, is she? And why is she all covered up?" Theor stood beside Sirius, also looking curious. Aisha raised an eyebrow as well, glancing up at her father, looking confused.

The Duke sighed and placed her on his desk before taking his coat off her, "What do you make of this?" He asked Sirius.

Both Theor and Sirius gasped audibly, "What is this your Grace?? Did you dye her hair- no wait, that doesn't explain her eyes- Ah no, potions! What did you feed her?" Sirius rubbed his head looking panicked, trying to think of an explanation.

"I did not dye her hair, no. And about the food, you should know since you're the one who makes sure of that" The Duke glared at him with a 'Have you been slacking off?' expression.

Sirius hiccuped and placed a hand over his mouth to stop himself from talking and took a deep breath to calm down before clearing his throat, "Ahem indeed, there was nothing in her food. But then, how did this even happen?"

"I have no idea, I turned around for a minute and she was already like this. What do you think you are here for? Figure it out." The Duke leaned back on the desk.

Sirius facepalmed and groaned, not knowing what to do, "Shall we sit down? I need to take a look at her first before I say anything" He sighed. "Go ahead" The Duke replied as he sat down at the couch and so did Sirius while Theor stood behind them.

"Well?" Sirius held out his hands to the Duke who had Aisha on his lap. The Duke clicked his tongue at that but begrudgingly handed Aisha over to him. "Thank you, don't worry that much I am not going to throw her" He held her carefully and placed two fingers on her forehead in between her eyes, "Close your eyes my lady" He said as he closed his own eyes and his fingertips started glowing. Aisha was startled by the light and closed her eyes by reflex.

"Hmm" Sirius frowns

"Whats with that expression? What do you see?" The Duke asks, also frowning.

"I don't understand how this is possible... she does have two attributes, both in perfect proportion" Sirius' expression was grave as he removed his hand from Aisha's forehead and the both of them opened their eyes

[Whoa- what was that black and white ball? Attribute? What is that?] Aisha's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Sir mage... are you implying that the little lady was blessed by both the... 'Gods'.." Theor asked hesitantly

"Seems like it..." Sirius pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

[I was blessed by GODS!? Like literal GODS??] She excitedly threw her hands in the air "Whaa!" She looked around at the dark faces of the adults and her excitement quickly died down, "Waa..." [I'm guessing thats bad then...]

"Ha.." The Duke sighed deeply, " Whatever it is, we have to do something about this appearance..." There was a few seconds of silence after he said that, "Actually no, this might just be better..."

Sirius frowned at that, "What is that supposed to mean your grace?"

"You know the reason we have kept the news of her birth from getting out of the manor, this should solve that" The duke replied nonchalantly

"I hate to break it to you but this solves nothing, the little lady will only be scorned by everyone, especially the high society." Sirius' frown deepened as he held onto Aisha more firmly.

"Who would dare scorn at the daughter of the duke?" The duke scoffed.

"This is not an issue to scoff over your grace!" Sirius snapped, "What do you even know huh? When was the last time you participated in high society?"

Aisha flinched and instinctively gripped onto Sirius' clothes. Sirius noticed this and loosened his grip on her before gently patting her back.

"Do you want your head to roll off mage?" The Duke glared at Sirius, and as he said that Theor brandished his sword and pointed it at the mage's neck.

Sirius quickly created a shield around them, looking unfazed, "Please trust me on this your grace, unless you want the little lady to be ripped into for the noble's entertainment" Sirius stood his ground firmly.

"Then would you rather have those Lux bastards take her?" The Duke did not budge either.

Aisha huddled closer to the mage, looking scared as she glared at her father, which made him signal Theor to lower his sword.

"If I may, your grace..." Theor said as she sheathed his sword, "Is it not possible to..."

While Theor proceeded to share his idea, Donna had sneaked up the stairs...