GusLey: Sonata's Swan

Act III: Expected Encounter

Instinctively, Lesley grabbed the male's arms and flipped him over before throwing him towards to the ground. She had quickly thought that it was Gusion who went creepily behind her and so, she had to repay him back using kindness, however, the man crying out of pain in front of her eyes wasn't the psychopathic individual.

"Claude?" Lesley frowned, half disappointed that it wasn't Gusion who she had flipped over. "I'm not even sorry for hurting you." She stated, crossing her arms with an intimidated and displeased expression on her face. She had every right to be in a bad mood because of his perverted action.

The one who sneaked behind her, Claude, continued to cry out of pain before finally standing up like a man. He looked rather pitiful. "Geez, can't you take a joke...?" Claude grumbled. He was upset by getting flipped over, but he also felt like he deserved it. After all, he did trigger her instincts.

"Oh? I thought you getting hurt was the joke?" Lesley spoke innocently, however that pure facade did not last long on her cold face. "Anyways, what are you doing here?" She questioned, not hesitating to go straight to the point.

She did not want to chat any longer since her stomach was silently grumbling, asking for delicious nutrients. It is because her usual breakfast hour got delayed that she became hungry, and you do not want to ruin someone's breakfast any further.

"Gusion told me to watch over you, in case you do something stupid." Claude answered simply. He did not know why, but he felt a sudden rush of cold water being poured down upon his head figuratively.

He was unable to pin-point the reason to why he was feeling like this until someone spoke up. "Sir Claude, I am already assigned to watch over Lady Vance, so you do not need to do anything." Angela, the blue-haired maid, was the one who spoke up, causing the two to direct their attention towards her.

Lesley didn't feel any better after hearing that another one will be watching her movements. She also didn't know why Gusion would sent an old associate of theirs to take care of her, when he had already ordered this young maid and the guards who are all around the mansion to cage her.

Isn't he taking too much precautions? How troubling and annoying, that is all Lesley could bitterly think about in this current situation. "Hey, I didn't come here just for free you know. Gusion will pay me a lot just to watch you! And who wouldn't want to watch a beautiful lady?" Claude smirked teasingly, of which Lesley replied by making a visible disgusted expression.

"Direct and indirect sexual assault to my master's fiancée is paid through death penalty." Angela unexpectedly stated with a deadly tone that did not suit her doll appearance. In a flick of a finger, golden strings wrapped around Claude until his body, except for his head, became trapped inside a cocoon made possibly by the golden strings.

Not only was the poor male was baffled, Lesley was stunned by the sudden action as well. "I was just kidding! It was a joke! Please don't slice off my head!" Claude cried out desperate pleas one after the other. The scarlet-haired ballerina felt pity for him and decided to take action.

She seriously did not desire to have her breakfast appetite to get ruined by a headless body of an acquaintance.

"Angela, everything is fine. Claude means no harm and was just fooling himself like a clown. He did not sexually assault me." Lesley stated calmly. She did not know how much her words gave infinite joy to the man inside a cocoon made of strings. He is extremely elated that he wouldn't be dying today!

Angela thought for a moment about the star ballerina's statement. Only when she felt that Claude is not a guest with hidden malicious intentions did she released him from her cage, albeit she felt a tad suspicious towards the male. "Forgive me for my extremely rude action, Sir Claude. I acted aggressively without thinking, I will not do it twice as to not harm you." The little maid stated. She lifted her skirt up a little as a part of her curtsy performance, her graceful look seemingly harmless to an ordinary person's eyes.