~The String of Fate~ discontinued... Well, continued on another account 😁😁

Chapter 14:

"Oh my! I'm soooo sorry, your grace!" I finally spoke up after another moment of silence clasping my mouth with my hand to feign shock.

Though it was more to cover the smile of amusement playing on my lips. I couldn't help it, he looked like a pissed cat soaked in red wine, it was just too cute.

But it was understandable that he was mad, Anartis hated the scent of wine, just the sight of it made his face get all twisted. Which was exactly how I hoped he'd feel about me after today.

"My foot must've caught onto my dress-" I let out a gasp of surprise, taking a step back as I felt some kind of liquid substance splash on me when I realized that it was wine.

Anartis probably felt pissed but knew he couldn't use magic to torment me so he wanted to get back at me by dumping his glass of wine at me as well.

"Oh..." Silence once again ran through the air as I hung my head low, before the duke and Avis's eyes widened when I spilled the wine, but now their jaw dropped open too.

"How very considerate of you, your grace!" I suddenly exclaimed clasping my cheek with my hand just as the duke was about to barge into the terrance.

'This infuriating little sorcerer! I can't believe I thought he looked cute for even a second!' But I couldn't even say anything since I'm the one who started it, might as well use this to my advantage.

"... Huh?" Anartis blinked at me as he was once more thrown into a dilemma of confusion.

"You did that because you wanted us to match, right?! We weren't able to discuss it before since your schedule is always so tight but I've heard couples usually go to such occasions in matching attire!" I then began spewing some random bullshit and somehow made it sound believable.

"No... I-" "Aww! You're just too kind, you're grace!" I cut Anartis off as hus grip tightened on the glass hearing all this nonsense causing the glass to crack, well, damn.

"Well, then! We should go show everyone how great our relationship is! That's ought to help your reputation!" I clasped onto Anartos's arm as I dragged him out of the terrance.

'Sadly, I doubt it'll help your personality. Whatever, I've still got a whole lot of entertainment left for you today, Anartis! Let's see just how long you'll be able to keep that poker face of yours!'

"It's time for the dance anyway!" I added a moment later as I swung the door open while the duke and Avis stuck their bodies to the wall next to the door in a terrible attempt to hide.

"W-wait! My lady!" Anartis called out as I dragged him to the center of the dance floor, he was probably thinking, "Is she trying to put us in the spotlight?", and yes, yes I was.

Whispers and mutters of surprise and confusion erupted from the crowd which soon turned into hushed comments of belittlement and insults. Though they were only directed towards me.

No sane person would ever dare insult him, the second grand duke of the empire, the tyrant who tortures the one he is to interrogate with a poker face, and the master of the magic tower.

"Let's dance, your grace!" I called out cheerfully as I held his hands in mine and began twirling like an absolute idiot with no knowledge of what was considered a waltz and what wasn't.

Well, that part was kinda true but that's only because of how this wasn't even my world or my body and I was in no position whatsoever to even think I would ever need to learn how to waltz.

"Wait! My lady! This isn't considered-" I only twirled faster cutting him off as I dragged him along with me before suddenly letting go of him.

"Oh my! Are you alright?!" I rushed to Anartis who had just fallen flat on his butt.