Luka Duchess
Incitement

"Mette!"

The man who was enjoying the beautiful afternoon on the front porch opened his eyes, since childhood, he always enjoyed the afternoon, closed his eyes and felt the cool breeze. "The Duchess!"

"Enjoying the afternoon is very convenient, isn't it." Duchess Natalien turned her body, she saw the sun start to sink. "Bring Keyna away, I don't like her."

"Did Keyna make trouble?" ask Metteo to worry.

"Yes, her existence makes me uncomfortable" Duchess Natalien said. "I felt like there was something strange about her. His gaze seemed to say he knew Duke very well. I'm worried my relationship will be strained."

"Don't worry, I'll persuade Keyna."

On the front page.

Keyna smiled slylyly, he would seize this moment. Where will he cast doubt on Duke Marcello about his wife, Duchess Natalien. It will destroy every beat of happiness between them.

"Duke, take a look at the terrace" said Keyna. Duke Marcello. He saw his wife with his sister.

"They got it once," said Keyna and certainly made Duke Marcello turn his head. "Before they had pretended to be a couple" he added, he glanced at Duke Marcello who had averted his eyes. "Did the Duke not rebuke them? to be honest, I'm afraid the Duchess will have feelings. After all, the two had been together whether it was sharing a bed or...." Keyna.

"Nothing will happen between them and I trust the Duchess. She's an honest woman."

"But see them laughing."

Instantly Duke Marcello chest tight, Duchess Natalien laughed loosely with her sister, I don't know what they were talking about. But he felt Duchess Natalien like he knew Metteo, what else Metteo never laughed like that.

"Nothing will happen between them Keyna, I believe in them. Both are the ones I love." Duke Marcello was moving both wheels. His heart felt in the crush, something was heating up. But he was sure everything would be fine. But what she was worried about was not the Duchess, but her sister, Metteo.

Upstairs.

Duchess Natalien was unaware of anything going on down there, having said it seriously, I don't know which words. The two laughed without a true groove in each of those words.

"Duchess, you know my sister used to go up a tree and she didn't even fall in a crowd of ants."

Duchess Natalien shook her head, holding her cramped stomach from laughing.

"Miss, Mr. Duke is waiting for Madam in her room" said a maid.

"Huh, Duke.. I'm going there. Please remember what I said, I don't want my house to stretch."

Metteo nodded, though there were a thousand thorns stuck in his chest.

While Duchess Natalien, her step into her room, saw someone who was none other than her husband was facing out the window.

"Duke."

Duchess Natalien crouched down, Duke Marcello moved her hand, tucking the hairdo that was bothering the Duchess's face. "I miss" said Duke Marcello, to be honest he was afraid, Keyna's words became real. He was afraid of losing the Duchess, just like his old fools who could not appreciate his love.

Duchess Natalien hugged Duke Marcello, "Hug me when you miss me, Duke."

Duke Marcello smiled faintly. "I'm afraid of losing you Duchess."