My Lady - Abel Heilon

5

I took a few steps back, escaping the Duke's embrace.

-Thank you

He is a handsome man. Snow-white hair flowed down to the nape of his neck, prominent masculine features and somewhat narrow silver eyes with a touch of blue. Tall and toned, he has it all.

-You'd better break his legs and throw him in a gutter, he replied.
-H-Hyn..?

And particularly frank and rude. I had heard of his reputation through Serena's memories but now...

-Uhh... isn't that a bit radical...?
-Given the situation, it would be enough to put an end to him.
-Except that as you have noticed... here is the full extent of my strength...

I rolled up my formerly fallen sleeve. He seemed to catch my gesture.

-I repeat, he began, given the situation it would be enough to put an end to him.

His voice had become colder. He saw the brand the way I wanted.
I am satisfied that the Duke is this type of man.

As boorish, crude and cruel as he is towards his enemies and the nobility, he is not gratuitously mean to anyone.

I gave him a shy smile

-I will think about it

He just exhaled a sigh before starting to leave. It was now.

I grabbed his sleeve.

-Wait please..

He turned to look at me out of the corner of his eye.

-Are you still planning to do a comedy trick? he asked me
-Pardon ? I questioned him

He turned fully towards me.

-When you came in here, when you made your little broken voice, or when you tried to fake that shy little smile. You've been acting since you obviously arrived with something in mind. Are you planning to play a trick on me or remove your mask now?

I'm surprised he caught me so easily. I ended up smiling and even giggling slightly.

-It's true, it was comedy. I wanted to attract you here from the start Duc.

His eyes narrowed

-It seems that you are finally inclined to play fair and leave the little dirty tricks.

I laughed a little as I continued to look at him.

-To tell the truth... I did all this in the hope of having a chance to escape. Or rather... to get it out.

He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me. He ends up leaning against the railing and crossing his arms.

-If this continues like this, I will die killed by my aunt and my fiancé.
"All the more reason to break his legs," he replied with a smile.
-Except there is another element to take into account and that is all these shenanigans.
-What element?
-My niece, Aida Credence. If anything happens to me, she's simply doomed. To get her out of there, I first have to get myself out of there.

He seemed to be analyzing me.

-So everything you do is only motivated in order to protect your niece?
-Apart from me and my aunt, she has no other family and apart from me, no one cares about her. She is only 13 years old and looks like an 8 year old girl.
-And so ? What do you want from me ?

I looked at him then gave him a radiant smile.

-An arranged marriage.

He looked at me as if I had lost my mind.