The Unpredictable Villainess

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟChapter 15 ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ

Lorenzo Morelli

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"Where is Charles?" I asked my knight, Lucas.

He shrugged, "I haven't seen him since yesterday."

Where did he go?

Knock. Knock.

"Come in!" I said loudly for the person behind the door to hear.

Fiona's cute little head pecked on the door, revealing a beautiful face. "Am I disturbing?" She asked.

I caught a glance at Lucas who was rolling his eyes. I don't get it why Charles and Lucas hates Fiona. "Lucas, you may leave now." I said and he nodded, leaving me and Fiona alone.

"What brings you here, Fiona?" I asked, holding her hands.

"Oh- I wanted to inform you that Armana did not need any new dress."

"I hope that did not stop you from buying?" I said.

"No. She helped me choose a dress." She smiled. "She said she will be matching with you at the banquet." She then gasped. "Oh-! I was suppose to keep that a secret. Oh no . . . Please do not tell her that."

I chuckled at her clumsiness but something inside me burned. Why the hell does that woman wants to match with me!? I'd rather match with Fiona.

"It's alright. You're secret is safe with me. How did she know what I will be wearing?" I asked.

"She asked Liana and she showed Armana the sample of your suit and she redesigned it and matched with your patterns." She said with a bit of disappointment. "She really does have a talent for fashion. You guys would look really cute in the matching set."

"Fiona . . . Who said I'd match with her?" I said, caressing her light pink hair. "What colour will you be wearing?" I asked.

"Light green." She answered right away.

"I will have Liana to send the details to Marcus for my dress to rearrange. If you wear light green, I wear light green too." I smiled.

"B-But. . . Lorenzo, what will people think about you and Armana?" She said in a concerned tone.

"We are nothing but a couple in papers which I can tear in a second. I do not give a damn about people who likes to gossip." I said, becoming more and more serious.

She smiled softly, like all the disappointments from earlier were gone, "Thank you for always being there for me, Lorenzo. I don't know how to express the gratitude."

"You shouldn't. You brought me to light from my darkness." I said as she smiled.

Armana Frauleins wants to match with me huh? I will show you what you get if you secretly plan something. That two-faced bitch!

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"Light green suits you well, Your Majesty." Marcus said as he fixed my suit. "But as far as I have heard, Her Highness is willing to match with you. . . Do you not-"

"Marcus. Focus on the work instead of minding on other's business." I said as he flinched.

"Y-Yes, Your Majesty." He said as he finished his last touch up.

I wear the Royale Crest and looked at the mirror one last time. Light green suit with golden touch and white pants, just like Fiona.

I was on my way outside, to the carriage when I saw Fiona standing, facing the carriage. Is she waiting for me?

"Fiona!" I called out and she looked back to face me and gave me the most charming smile.

She looks gorgeous, just like a garden fairy with her light pink hair. She looks like a Royalty and the colours of my clothes matches which makes me grin. But there was no hint of white on her like me. Well, that doesn't matter as long as we match.

"You look gorgeous." I said and she blushed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." She tucked her hair behind her ear.

No compliments for me? I guess, I will have to impress harder.

"Let's get on the carri-"

Fiona couldn't finish her sentence before I heard Armana talking from behind me. I looked back to face her.

Her dress is the perfect Royale blue, lined up with golden sparkles and pearls attaching to it. She wore a pearl necklace and her head set were made of pearl too making her look like the Royale Princess she is. She is indeed beautiful.

Her smile is charming and her face is gorgeous.

If I wore that blue suit, I would've definitely matched with her perfectly because the designs match so well.

She redesigned it for you to match with her.

She went through all these work just to match with me? Who would think Princess Armana is head over heels for me.

She looked into my eyes and she seemed scared somehow, or hurt or disappointed. Did I made her that way? Is she sad because I did not match with her.

"You look beautiful, Armana." Fiona said, bringing me back to reality.

"Not more than you, Fiona." Armana said with a smiling face.

She then looked at me again and then at Fiona, "I see you guys have matched." She smiled but a hint of sadness on her face showed how much disappointed she was with me. Why do I feel like shit? "You both look charming as you already are." She curtsied at me and I nodded.

"Shall we get into the carriage?" Fiona said and Armana nodded.

Charles came in just in time, making me look at him in confusion. "Where the hell have you been?" I asked.

"Had to go somewhere to get something." He said as he looked at Armana and his face softened.

What is happening?

Armana then looked at Charles and smiled softly, "Sir Charles, the smell of the flowers filled my room and I had a pleasant sleep last night. Thanks to you." She said.

What are they talking about?

"I am glad you liked it." He smiled.

Charles smiling at a woman was far unbelievable than I thought. Everyone in scene were looking at them with disbelief.

"Let us leave." I command and they all stopped talking and grew silent.

Fiona smiled at Armana, for her to tag along with us but she simply shook her head and said, "I will take the other carriage. Please, do not worry about me." She said making Fiona confused.

"I will accompany Her Highness." Charles said as I looked at him, raising my brow.

Lucas was on the white horse he owns, guarding all of us to the banquet we will be attending.