Black Maid

Mission Impossible

The sound of Vincent's foot tapping against the floor filled the room. As you placed the cup of tea in front of him, you raised an eyebrow when he didn't react.

"Master, is something on your mind?"

His leg was bouncing in anxiousness. He exhaled through his nose and glanced up at you. "Maxwell Chamber. He's our target her majesty gave us."

You rose an eyebrow. "Yes?"

He sighed and pushed the open file to you. "That is his son."

You tilted your head at the picture of a young man with blonde hair and the same violet eyes. You looked back up at him as his fingers tapped the picture.

"His name is Aleister Chamber. If we want to get to Maxwell, we need to get to his son."

You nodded as you placed the scone beside his tea. "And do you have any plans on how to do that?"

He clenched his jaw. "They say that Aleister is a ladies' man. He is easily woed by any and every woman that catches his attention. The best way to get to him, it would be through that method."

You rose an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but I don't see the problem here. I can easily and gladly obtain any information from him, let alone something as simple as seeking audience through him."

He sighed and stood up. "That is the problem. As effective as I'm sure your methods are-"

"Hm, yes, you would know, wouldn't you?"

"As effective as they are, I need you to do something else for me." He stopped in front of you and pulled something out from behind his back. You glanced down and saw a folded up piece of paper.

You took it from his fingers and unfolded it. What you saw made you look back up at him. "A map?" He nodded and you rose your eyebrows expectantly. "And...what is this a map of?"

He pointed at the first half of the map. "This here is a layout of the manor." He then moved his finger over to the second half. "And this is a directional route of the air ducts, of which lead to every room in the manor."

He kept the frown on his face as he locked eyes with you. "I need you to retrieve the children we believe our being held hostage for the black market auctions."

A smirk formed on your lips. "And, um, who will be the one to seduce the viscount's son, if I may ask?"

He narrowed his eyes at your smirk. "Well...because we don't exactly have any other females and we can't involve any simple civilian, it appears I will...have to fulfill that role."

You covered your mouth with your hand to hide the grin and to stifle the laugh you desperately wanted to let out, then folded your map and looked down.

"In that case...it seems you will have to undergo some lessons."

He furrowed his brows. "Lessons? I don't think that will be necessary..."

You bit the tip of your finger as you crossed your arm over your stomach and walked around him. "Tell me, have you ever even kissed a girl?" You spun around and caught the faint redness to his cheeks.

He gave an unamused look, but the answer was already obvious. "Is that a trick question?"

You smiled and kept circling around him. "Have you ever actually seduced anyone before?"

He watched you like a hawk as you circled around him like a cat toying with it's prey. "Not particularly..."

You hummed, then stopped and stepped close to his face, making him unconsciously step back, but he still stared you down.