The one up front was extremely handsome teenager boy, who had short, slicked back rare purple hair and murky red eyes. He's wear a prim and proper gray vest and black pants, giving him an air of maturity. He's handsome face 'cold' and impeccable as ever. Of course, it was no other than Edwin
Behind Edwin on the left was a gorgeous, mature beauty. Her blonde locks fell into waves and her sun-kissed amber eyes remained calm and steady. She donned a regal-looking dark green dress with a low neck-line and lace and jewel sewn within. Of course, the Countess, Roselia
The last one, right to Roselia was a tall, bulky yet handsome man with wild fiery red hair like himself, and angry-looking red eyes. His face, filled with scars by still ruggly handsome. He donned an exquisite black embodied vest and pants. And Of course, the Count, Micheal
After so long, they finally entered the room. Their gaze falling upon the little girl. The little girl, seemingly sensing their stares, hops down from her big chair with surprisingly fluid movement. She calmly walked towards them, unaware of their expectation. And did something no one expected.
She bent down, executing a somewhat clumsy yet still elegant curtsy. Everyone was appealed at this curtsy. They had imaged many scenarios for which them call face-to-face with her. She could have jump up and acted like a spoiled child. Or she, remaining in her seat, shyly fumble at the current situation. But, they didn't expect she would politely and maturely curtsy to them. She only 2 after all!
Guilt slowly crepted up their heart's, but before they could succumb to guilt, she gracefully rose and locked eyes with them. Her eyes, a breathtaking shade of bright pink, akin to pink opals. Yet, they had no light, like the gaze of a dead fish.
The froze once they've seen those eyes, all the burdens of guilt and frustration seemed to dissipate instantly.
A few moments passed in frozen silence before they finally took their seats, with Elishia quietly trailing behind. Observing her now, it was hard to believe that just a year ago, she was a tiny baby. In this short span, she had transformed into a completely different sight – long, silky blue-black hair adorned with two buns, ridiculously pale yet lively skin, and an adorable face with chubby cheeks. The only discordant note was the haunting emptiness of her eyes.
The all secretly sighed in relief, but the most relieved is the Count. Had she showing even the tiniest a bit of emotion or acted like a normal little girl, then it wouldn't have been so easy to be relieved like this. Instead, a wave of grievances resurfaced in his mind. His beloved son and heir died because of that woman(the Countess), and when that woman had her only chance to birth another, she actually failed, giving birth to this weird and useless daughter! Disdain and angry flushed up in his eyes, and coldly glared at his daughter, then wife.
Roselia sensed his gaze, but did nothing and raise her hand, singling the seemingly invisible workers to start.
She sneered in her heart, in the end nothing change...
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Elishia Pov
Dinner went smoother than I thought. I sat their in silence, eating the delicious food on the table with the mannerism I learned from the book I read.
You may be wondering, 'How can a 2-year-old girl read'?
Well, I would pick on Nora's wording every time she read a bedtime story to me. it didn't take me look to learn how to read.
The only time that 'bothered' me were my so-called 'parents' and 'brother' were staring at me. Did I do something wrong? My 'father' is looking at me and 'mother' weirdly and 'brother' was looking at me with something I couldn't understand....
Well, that nothing for me to worry about.
I'm focusing on the delicious on my plate. This food is too delicious, it better than what the chefs make at my house. One would be a fool to not favor this opportunity......
*Clank*
My parents and brother set down their utensils, presumably finished with their meal. I glanced down at my nearly empty plate. Hastily, I consumed the remaining scraps of food, disregarding any semblance of etiquette. With a sharp clatter, I set down my utensils, then raised my gaze to meet theirs, silently awaiting dismissal. I quickly finished the food in my plate, regardless of using my manners. I set down my utensils with a 'clacking' sound. I then looked up at them, waiting them to dismiss me.
My father, the Count snorted and dismissively waved his hand.
She took that as a sign to finally leave. She hopped from her seat, curtsy to her 'family' and hurried left. Although she had no emotion, she could tell she wasn't wanted there. And she doesn't desire to linger in their presence either.
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"Hah!? What does you mean there's no carriage" My nanny, Nora shouted at the old grandpa dressed in a dark suit. He hurriedly raise he hands to his face and timidly said, "The drive said that the wheel of the carriage broke down. It's going to take a while to fix.."
"Hah!!?? The what are we suppose to do, ah!?" She question him in a rather, brutish manner.
She kinda of look like a yankee when she acing like this.
As soon as that thought popped into her mind, she felt confused. Yankee? What's that again?
She pondered for a second before snapping back into reality when hearing the old man sigh.
"We ordered another carriage, but it will take long before it gets here. Until this, you have to stay here. I'm already informed to Master. I'm sorry but you'll have to bear it." Hearing those words made Nora even madder but she let out a defeated sigh. After all, in the end of the day, she's just a maid. It not like she can do anything about it.
"Hey" Elishia's milky voice broke into their conversation, causing them to jump, whipping their heads to her's.
She turned her gaze to the old grandpa and said, "If that's the case, can I explore?" She asked with a 'hopeful' gaze.
The man paused for a moment, before saying, "Of course you can, young miss." He gently said, softening his gaze
For a split second, one could see a glimmer in her eyes. But, as quickly as it came, it vanished as if it wasn't their before.
The little girl nodded and before Bennett's could add on, she eager ran off into the house.
"Lady Elishia!?" Nora called out in a state of panic, ready to pursue her, but Bennett intervened, placing a restraining hand on her shoulder. She shot him a questioning glare, to which he responded with a solemn shake of his head. The gravity of the situation required both of them to remain.
Alas, Nora is a stubborn as a bull in a china shop. She tried to shake the old butler's hand off, but he was surprisingly strong and won't budge. Before she could protest, he opened his mouth, "Miss Nora, I understand your feelings, but you cannot leave this place."
"But-" She tried to protest one last time, but Bennett cut her off" She'll been fine. She's the first lady after all. It won't be long before a maid bumps into her." He attempted to comfort her as his gaze fixed on Elishia until she vanished from view.
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