The Ghost Heiress (On Hold)

Chapter 18. Sweet Flower

Gabriel's POV:

Redecorating my Trouble's house while she was in the meeting with Kota and Blackbourne-san is the most fun I've had in a while.

I had always liked art and beautiful things, but I never had the opportunity of stylizing a whole place before; another good thing that had come with allying ourselves to Sang-chan.

Now we could do the things we loved with freedom and even be appreciated for it instead of just having to fucking kill and spy for our master.

Her room I had given rose pink walls, burnt orange bedding, with pillows in the colors turquoise, emerald green and dark red.

Her furniture was dark wood and I had added some potted plants as well.

It was colorful, lively, fun and I freaking' hoped she liked it.

It was also a mixture of what I knew she liked with our own preferences, I hadn't been able to resist putting mine and my brothers tastes there along with hers, making it our place. And by the look in the other guys' faces they didn't seem to mind either.

"I think I will hide a few kunais and knifes around here." North said with a "thoughtful scowl"; which looked a lot like his "irritated scowl", "confused scowl" and, my favorite "I-am-going-to-fucking-kill-you scowl".

Doc had disappeared down the stairs and come back with a first aid kit that he put into the bathroom.

"Can you make some paper decorations for the room, Doc?" I asked him and he smiled happily at me.

"Of course!" he said before he left for his own room in search of materials.

I'd have to keep an eye on him or he'd turn Trouble's room into a paper-Wonderland.

"Hey, Gabe. I wanted to bring the piano in here." Vic suddenly said.

I looked at him as if he were crazy and North began to protest.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me, Vic!" North bellowed.

"No, I am not." Victor answered seriously, "Our Princess has nightmares often and music seems to calm her."

North softened at that and a new kind of scowl showed on his face, it seemed I needed to add the "I-am-worried-about-Sang scowl" to my list of "North' expressions".

"Do we have a plan for that?" he asked.

"There is nothing I can do with medicine." Doc said, sadly, as he came back into the room. "All we can do is diminishing her stress as much as we can, keep her happy and try making her talk about it."

North nodded his head thoughtfully, "I will make her talk." He said it the way you would expect he would when talking about a prisoner in questioning.

I snorted. "Good luck with that. Let's go and get that piano, it don't be easy to move." I said, walking out of the room with that others following behind.

We managed to put the damn piano into the room, miraculously, without making the place look crowded and without breaking any walls.

The rest of the house was easy, with the addition of some ornaments and flowers here and there. The place was already fucking beautiful, just lacking some personality. And that was something we had in spades.

"I will go and check the how things are going in the kitchen, it's almost lunch time." North said before he disappeared downstairs.

We watched him go in silence and smiled at each other. Our big brute was becoming a mother hen around our little mistress.