Will This Work Out? Part 2

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by flameprincess8

by flameprincess8

Your POV

"Good Morning, Lady (y/n)"

Mark, my trusted butler, enters the room quietly while noticing my half-asleep figure. He chuckles lightly as he prepares my breakfast in bed while saying my schedule for the day.

"This morning you will have a meeting with Lord Felix of the Kjellberg International Trade corp. with his betrothed, Lady Marzia Bisognin. In the afternoon you have a simple day out with Lord Scott, heir of the Jund toy corporation." He finishes as he hands me my tea.

"He is the man I am arranged to marry, am I right?" I say bemused as I take a bite of my french toast.

"He is, my lady." Mark replies in a tone I can't decipher 'huh, I wonder whats with that tone..'

"I see. Once I dismiss you, you are to begin preparing for the meeting with Mr. Kjellberg and Lady Bisognin. Make sure that we show them the (L/n) hospitality that they deserve" I reply standing up and stretching.

"Yes, my lady" He bows as I face out the window.

"You are dismissed" He exits my room quietly and gently closes the door. Once I hear a click and wait for a couple of distant footsteps, my facade drops, my face blooming into a light pink hue.

'Damn, it's been happening so much recently'. These past few days, I have been feeling weird things when Mark is around like the weird feeling in my stomach, the racing of my heartbeat when I gaze at his smile and the blush, that always seems to cover my face after my every encounter with him. Yes, though I am to marry Lord Scott, I simply do not feel anything romantic towards him and the same goes for him.

I sigh as I begin to dress up, mentally preparing myself for yet another long day.

*Time skip~*

"LADY (Y/N)~ HELLLOOOOOOO~ *glomps*"

"For the sake of my senses, Mr. Kjellberg. Please don't scream into my ear" I try push away the hyperactive blond. Try, but he doesn't budge.

"But I missed my dear best friend since I came back from Sweden~" His hug tightens, if possible

"I would appreciate it greatly if you let my master breathe and continue on living, Lord Kjellberg." Mark appears smiling, but gives off a murderous aura. Felix cowers behind me as I blush, hearing him call me his master, if only he could just call me his~

...

'HOLD UP, MIND. WHAT THE HELL ARE THINKING?! SNAP OUT OF IT'

"Are you alright, my lady. Your face seems red and you feel warm. Might you be coming up with a fever?" Mark leans slightly in, our distance just a few centimeters away as he uses the back of his hand to feel my temperature through my neck.

"I-I'm alright" I stutter with a blush 'Damn, I stuttered' I clear my throat as try again.

"I'm fine, Mark. Now get away. You are standing a bit too close" I say, pretending to demand and be annoyed.

[Author: Little did you know of the little sly smirk Mark had after hearing you stutter]

"My lady, I came to inform you that the dining hall is ready and that Lady Bisognin has arrived." Mark says calmly, looking into my eyes.

"Shall we take this conversation to the dining hal-" "OH, MARZIA IS HERE" Felix exclaims as he runs out to greet his betrothed. I sigh as I just follow him, with Mark trailing behind me.

~TO BE CONTINUED~