《Love Agreement With The King》Chapter 18 - An Unpleasant Visitor
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When they came back home, Roselyn went to Kathy's room, once she entered she went to lock the door. She wanted to hear what her friend thought about the earlier events.
Kathy was already waiting for her friend like if she expected her to come in her room.
As soon as she saw Roselyn locking the door after entering, she spoke, "there must be something genetic. I heard many rumors that mentioned about his uncertain and probably not human nature."
Roselyn blinked as she left out a harsh breath, "there are rumors about anything, we can't base our investigation on rumors but on concrete proofs."
The maid, nodded, while she wrapped a curl around her finger. "We should find out why he seemed to have a bad relationship with Victor." Kathy stated while she cupped her chin looking thoughtful.
"I just hope they are not dangerous. My sisters seems to fancy Victor quite a lot." Roselyn gasped. "Therefore I wonder if we should warn her before she becomes any more affectionated to him."
"We should have the certainty first that he's not dangerous, since you've talked to the King already and he learned that you know, you should ask him."
Roselyn shook her head, "He will probably kill me if I dare to ask him again."
Kathy face immediately lightened up and she smiled hugely like if she just had a revelation, Roselyn rested her chin on her hand before asking: "what are you thinking about?"
"You can pretend you're not human too so that he will open up with you and confess!"
Roselyn shook her head once again to nod no. "What if he's human and he will behead me for suspecting I'm a witch?"
Then her gaze went to check the wallclock, when she read what time it was she spoke again: "Let's go to sleep now, we will talk about it tomorrow."
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Kathy nodded and went to turn the key to unlock the door to let Roselyn walk away, they shared an understanding friendly gaze before Roselyn found her way back in her room, trying to walk silently not to wake up her sisters. She just had to lay down and close her eyes for few seconds to fall in a deep sleep.
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"Rose!!! Wake up!!" Abigail threw the pillow waking her sister up. Roselyn grabbed the pillow she received and used it to laid her head on closing her eyes. Her sister raised an eyebrow and proceed on taking off both the pillow her head was resting on. Roselyn scoffed noisily and lifted her head, opening her eyes.
"Lord David is on his way here to speak with you."
Roselyn hearing her sister's statement shook her head and concerned murmured, "s-s-speak about?" then she cleared her voice to pretend the murmuring was due to her abruptous awekening.
"You will find out soon. Get ready now."
Roselyn went to wear the dress she usually wore for minor occasions and started to walk nervously, she was tapping her fingers on her forehead as if that could help her to think of something useful.
"Lord David is here." Sharon's voice echoed from behind Roselyn's door.
She took a long breath and went to open the door showing a plastic smile.
He had his head bandaged and limping walked in the room, his blushy eyebrows waggled, a raspy low voice came out of his mouth "you didn't even worry about how I was!"
"I'm sorry." Roselyn murmured as she felt genuinely sorry about the conditions he was in, not that he didn't deserve it.
The Lord's body tensed up and his gaze became more furious, "the King offered me so much gold to make me forget about what happened." He leaned toward Roselyn and pointed his cane against her, balancing the weight holding to the the surface of the table. "but my nose was not the only thing you broke. You broke my heart too but unlike my leg and my noise that is irreparable."
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He frowned, having Roselyn scoff for his rude behaviour. She looked up, trying to remain calm in front of that grumpy man, "do I have to remind you that I am the one who can intimidate the other here? You think everyone will believe your statements rather than believing to mine and the King's declarations?"
He smirked, he opened his mouth to respond but Roselyn didn't let him speak as she continued raising her voice. "I don't want to know where your bad intention and your toxic condition you were in would have lead you to do."
His eyebrow lifted up and his smirk widened up like if he was enjoying seeing her furious.
"You should be the one to offer money to keep my mind away from the thought of your deplorable apparence and for having done what you did and even dared to come to my house threating me."
Roselyn's gaze was filled in rage and was fisting her hands at the sight of his shameless expression of yours.
"I bet the King will have you executed and then you won't have to worry about your broke nose or heart anymore."
He scoffed like her words weren't touching him even a bit but Roselyn's arm stretched toward the door and was pointing, "OUT NOW!" She raised her voice.
He walked few steps away to stop in the middle of the door's threshold to whisper "we're not done, yet. See you soon, lady Roselyn.." he turned around to bow in a miserable way for his plastered leg and then walked away limping slowly.
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