BLOODY LOVE'S
Chapter 2's
“I heard you were going to ask the Garnet family's daughter out?” Marco welcomed Jose's return with that question.
“See from whom?” Jose asked in passing. He knew nothing could be hidden from his uncle's ears. Someone might have heard him and Mary talking on the street, and then the man told Marco.
Marco is tall and athletic. His hair was silver-white wavy, his hard face was decorated with an equally white brewpub. Despite reaching the head of five, the man's eyes were still as sharp as an eagle. This time Marco looked at Jose critically. “Nothing can be hidden in this city," he said, “Everyone is invited to the new guy's party. If only you paid more attention to the letters that came and also—“
“He's been three months here, the William,” cut Jose fast. He walked into the living room, greeting politely to Marco who was sitting there.
“Sir William Bannet,” error his uncle. The expression on that tapered face turned sharp. He moved his hand, asking Jose to sit down. “He remains a Sir."
“Yes, I mean Sir William.” Jose got rid of his haired son who fell forward on the forehead. “Uncle also invited there?”
Marco shakes. “I won't come.”
“Not coming or not invited?”
Marco did not answer.
“Uninvited uncle?”
Marco raised his eyebrows. “Although invited, I won't be there, Jose. No will.”
Party invitations are not something that is too important. Indeed, the more invitations he received would indicate a higher status. But his uncle was not the type to fuss over party invitations from new people. Marco is already quite popular and respectable.
“Why, Uncle?” Jose laughs. “He's just an unimportant new guy. No need to be that good.”
Marco straightened his back, making his body look bigger than it was. His uncle always does this if he wants to talk seriously, and Jose catches his mark. He stood up, ready to listen.
After a long time they fought each other quietly, Jose finally gave up. “What?” He held out both hands in a confused position. “I think Uncle wants to tell you something.”
Marco frowned. “The person often appears in the Discussion Building.”
The Discussion Building is located in the center of Bjork. The place held a discussion event as one form of socialization once a week. The invitations were spread to the technocrats as well as the nobles. The activity can be said to have become a local culture, popular entertainment to many nobles from all over the kingdom come just to watch or argue. Jose rarely goes there, but he knows the place.
“Unfortunately, she always talks about scary things. Things are,” Marco silent for a moment. His eyes moved slowly when he thought of the exact equivalent of the word. Finally the man just said, “controversial,” in a cold tone.
“What kind of controversy?” Jose was interested.
Marco shakes. “Bad things. The inappropriate ideas. Actually I'd rather you didn't come. But if you have to accompany Princess Garnet, it's another matter. Lord Garnet would have been calmer if his daughter had been accompanied by you."
“Uncle doesn't like that guy because of his ideas?”
“We can judge a person's character by the ideas they pitch.” Marco rested his back. Her choppy white hair touched the back of the chair. “You have much to learn about this, considering you are an Argent.”
Jose smiled dryly. “I'm only the fourth child.”
“Then why?”
The fate of the fourth child was obvious both among the upper class and the common people. The first child of the noble family will inherit the name and family business, the second child gets a little part, the third and fourth children are arguably only servants.
“I couldn't sleep last night,” Jose said, switching topics.
“That's why you ran away from duty this morning? For a day break in the tree?” Marco raised his eyebrows.
Jose laughed, already guessing his uncle knew where he had escaped. “Sorry about that. I didn't just run away, anyway. Everything Uncle asked me to do is almost done." He added quickly before reprimanded, “but I can't sleep. Horses storming all night, I'm distracted.”
“Uncle's room is in the East Wing, of course not heard. From my room sounds very clear, I see out.”
“Then?”
“Then?” reply Jose wonder.
“You so look outside, right?” Marco asked. “What makes them scared?”
“See, I was just trying to calm them down.”
“Do not tell Higgins?”
Higgins was the steward of the Argent family.
“He sleeps, I can't wake him.”
“Oh, nice,” Marco cold laugh. “Why isn't he the son of the Argent family and you the steward of his horse?”
“He can't be woken, I've called him.” Jose grabbed the newspaper lying in front of the table. “Maybe he's exhausted or something. Forcing him to calm the horse with such conditions, his body will only be flapped to crumble. Horse is a smart animal.”
“Now you teach your uncle about horses?”
Jose grimacing. He had just opened his mouth to reply with a tap as George, the butler of the house, walked in in hastily.
“Why, George?” Marco asked in surprise to see the man's pale face. “You sick?”
“Not Sir, Higgins is sick.”
“I told you,” Jose said.
Marco shook his head in wonder. “Just check, George. Call Rolan.”
“No, Sir. It's too late,” George replied gently. “Higgins is dead.”
Jose and Marco looked at each other.
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Important to read:
Many say the novel was slow and protested to me. Yeah, that's true. Haha. So if you do not like the long and long-winded, do not continue.