Amor Fati

Business is business

The next day. At The mansion of the Greys:

The lady of the house has just left the drawing room after a short lovely chat, leaving Elena, sitting on a comfy sofa with all kinds of sweets and Earl Grey tea, alone with her butler.

«I'm so going to kill him, » the girl hissed as soon as the older woman left the room.

«No, I'm the one who is going to kill him, » hissed the butler, in turn, in a more spiteful tone.

«Aren't you supposed to calm me down at times like these? »

«Do I seem calm to you? »

At that, the door opened to reveal a yawning Charles Grey, dressed informally, with his white bangs hanging messily over his handsome face.

The girl shot up and had to put an arm in front of her butler to prevent him from taking any reckless action, for she knew, how overprotective he is towards her when it comes to such matters.

With a lot of pain, Earl Grey opened his argent eyes to look at the guest that made his mother wake him up in such a rush and uncomfortable manner, and right after he had a long night out with Charles Phipps on some errands for the Queen. To top it all, it was his only day of break from her service.

The white clad man didn't seem surprised at the sight of Elena Lionton, instead, a small grin found its way to his thin lips. «My love! How considerate of you to come wake your future husband up on his day off! »

«CHARLES GREY! » was all what the girl managed to blurt, before she grabbed the first thing that came into her hand and throw it at her well said future husband. Feeling enraged when her hit missed, it was the beginning of a storm of flying objects.

The white haired young man kept dodging whatever she threw at him until he nearly got hit with a silver candelabra to a very sensitive spot.

«Hey! Watch out! What kind of woman hits her husband there! You crazy?! » he first thought his protests fell on deaf ears but soon realized it was quite the other way, the girl kept targeting that specific area of his body «W-Wait! Don't tell me you are doing it on purpose?! You cra- Ah! Be careful! Grrr! If only I had my sword, » claimed the proud young man while hiding behind a sofa.

All in the mean while, the butler seemed to enjoy the scene as he kept giving instructions to the girl on how to get her target «No, no, a bit lower... A bit to the left... AAAh! No! tsk, you almost got him! »

Pandemonium broke out, an enraged Elena wreaking havoc, Charles hiding behind a sofa though his sharp tongue refused to hide inside his pretty mouth that kept swearing he would slice the girl into million pieces and Kyle that enjoyed his new job, more like a radar orienting Elena's hits. After quite some time, the drained girl set on a sofa panting, trying to catch her breath.

When the noise of objects breaking stopped, the Queen's butler assumed it was safe to come out. Coming from behind the sofa, he casually dusted his clothes then sit across the table from his worn out childhood friend, looking at her, a bit amazed at her endurance but rather relieved for getting out of the mess without a scratch.

Well, he is familiar with Elena's temper tantrums and he knows just well what he did to upset her, so he was prepared for this... at least mentally.

«Was this engagement your idea? » Elena threw the letter on the table in front of Grey. He picked it up nonchalantly already aware of its contents.

«Not entirely. You see, Her Majesty decided to get you engaged to one of her trust worthy men as soon as possible, and I just happened to be there. When I saw who were the candidates, all old and ugly nobles, I took pity on you and stepped in. » Charles shrugged, as if he was talking of nothing of importance.