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Confession Aftermath's (Violet)

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A.N: This is my first OC for Confession aftermath's, but well, it won in the votes which surprised me to be honest, Violet's been getting nominated for so many weeks so I hope you like this one.

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Violet: *I am the faithful maid of Bell-sama. Ever since Master was young, I have tended to his every need, ensuring his comfort and happiness.*

Walking alone through the quiet halls of the Hera Manor, Violet moved with deliberate steps, her hands neatly folded in front of her. The dim candlelight flickered along the polished floors, but her expression remained composed, unwavering in her devotion.

Violet: *As always, and until my last breath, I will serve Master. If it brings him happiness, I will do anything...*

Stopping before a familiar door, she took a soft breath, smoothing her uniform before gently knocking.

*Knock*  *Knock*

Violet: Bell-sama it's me, it's time for breakfast, may I enter?

There was nothing. No sound came from the other side. The silence stretched on, and after a full minute of waiting, Violet's ears twitched slightly in concern. Keeping her posture straight, she gently exhaled before murmuring softly-

Violet: I apologize, young master, but I'm coming in.

With careful precision, she reached for the doorknob, twisting it without hesitation. As the door eased open, she stepped inside, her movements fluid yet quiet, as if not wanting to disturb the air itself. But the sight before her made even her perfectly composed expression falter.

There, nestled in the bed, Bell lay peacefully in his sleeping wear. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden glow over his soft, silver-white hair. His chest rose and fell in steady rhythm, his face relaxed in pure innocence, his lips slightly parted in sleep.

Violet: *S-Such ethereal cuteness...*

A rare hitch caught in her breath. Her eyes, usually sharp and unreadable, widened ever so slightly as warmth spread through her chest. The sight was simply too much, her young master, bathed in morning light, exuded an otherworldly charm even in sleep.

Violet: *If only I could watch such a scene forever*

Violet took a slow, steady breath, composing herself before stepping closer to Bell's bedside. With careful movements, she reached out and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, giving him a soft shake.

Violet: Bell-sama, it's morning. Please wake up.

A muffled groan was her only response as Bell curled further into his blankets, his face buried in his pillow.

Bell: Mmmf... five more minutes.

Violet sighed, but there was a small, knowing smile on her face.

Violet: I'm afraid that won't be possible, Bell-sama. Alfia-sama made breakfast today, and you know how she gets when she has to wait. If you don't get up now, she-