Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
30. Bitter Since Little

Luz never asked for his life to be as short-sighted as Korean dramas that sometimes began to grow feelings of mutual love between actors and actresses the player did not make sense, but now that's what happened to him. After the fall, Luz hurried to go home with the excuse of getting ready for his first day of work. But in fact, since this afternoon Luz refused to go out of the mansion. Sometimes all he does is daydream, regret his actions and then move in panic.

His first day at Brighton was not as beautiful as imagined.

He paced around in his room while reassuring himself.

Just a kiss on the forehead, no problem, Luz. Isn't in New York anything more than that taboo?

Imagining how if the Grand Duke stayed away from him as a result of the incident was able to make Luz even more afraid. Even she had yet to run her beauty business, what if the Grand Duke canceled the inauguration tomorrow?!

Does Luz need to ask Ochonner for advice?

Luz quickly grabbed his coat hanging beside the door and exited the room towards Ochonner's workroom which was located a fair distance from the row of rooms. The quiet mansion reflected the impact sound between Luz's shoes and the marble floor, frightening enough to walk alone in every hallway. But such a creepy thing was not Luz's priority at the moment, he had to speak four-eyes with Ochonner.

"Not sleeping, Odyss?"

Luz. Right at the end of the hallway to the main hall, Ochonner stood with a cup of coffee in his hand.

And yes, Luz doesn't matter if Ochonner just calls his name without brother frills. After all, their age was only seven minutes adrift. In addition, the traditions in Brighton about twins are also different. According to them, the last born child who is the brother and the white twins —, especially Luz— is adapting to their new environment.

"As soon as you're here" Luz said, relieved. At least he doesn't have to walk any further. "Do you have time?"

Ochonner nodded. "What about going to the park? At this hour, the full moon is usually beautiful."

Luz agreed and they both stepped into the garden that Ochonner meant. Unlike the Thompsville manor house which has many benches on every corner, the Ochonner mansion focuses more on the arrangement of the extraordinary garden. Unfortunately, this time autumn is hitting Sormenia so that not all flowers can be enjoyed its beauty.

"I see there are very few servants you employ" Luz said, starting the conversation first. "Then how can those little ones arrange a garden as beautiful as this?"

"One thing de Cera doesn't know about me." Ochonner smiled dryly. "My hobby is arranging plants, Odyss."

Luz looked surprised. Judging from his appearance, Ochonner does not seem like a lover of nature. "Why don't you ever tell a story?"

"Actually Marquis Thompsville knew about this strange hobby of mine," he replied lightly, then sighed. "We were seven years old at the time when Marquis Thompsville focused on making me his heir. You know what he did when he found out about my pastime?"

Luz watched Ochonner's face as he had just seen it for the first time; this man.

"He gave the punishment of merciless whipping. Back then, I had apologized to her for stopping floating that cursed thing on me but she did not bully her at all. After my back was full of blood and passed out, then he stopped crazing."

Luz did not expect. So horrible that Ochinner was treated in his own home just because of a hobby that he liked. Marquis Thompsville didn't want Ochonner's attention split in two. For him, boys are only puppets are required to be strong in terms of military and political, not wasting time in the park taking care of flowers all day. No one has a hobby of growing flowers.

They were both seated in a circular wooden gazebo with a bench surrounding a small table. The brown leaves filled the floor until the pile of leaves looked like a thick carpet.

Ochonner chuckled, "Sorry, this place I haven't had a chance to clean yet."

"Yes, if the job's done." Ochonner decided to sit in front of Luz. "You know for yourself, right. That crazy Grand Duke loves giving me so much of this business - it's on me."

"So she believes you."

Ochonner. "True, he trusts me." The man turned his head to the side, watching the moon hanging beautifully among the thousands of starlight that surrounded him. "As far as you know, when Marquis Thompsville sent me here ten years ago, it was very difficult to earn the Grand Duke's trust."

Luz was surprised. They were only seventeen years old and Ochonner was separated from the de Cera family at the age of seven. "You've been serving the Grand Duke for a long time."

"So he didn't even get the title of Grand Duke like he did now." Ochonner chuckled, "The first time he met, he wasn't even sixteen. At such a young age, the Grand Duke could already sort out which people were trustworthy and which people were just trash in the name of family honor as his accomplices."

"He's always been bitterness since he was a child" Ochonner said.

Luz. Letting Ochonner tell a story and forget his original purpose why he approached this twin.

"His mother dares to betray her husband's own love to the heart to give poison for his old affair. So, if the Grand Duke looks like he hates women, don't criticize him once." Ochonner continued, "Sometimes people can only judge an attitude wrong without knowing what caused it."

Luz smiled wryly, "I don't think anyone can live peacefully in this world."

"There," replied Ochonner, "Sister Athene. During his life, he never had any trouble. The Marchioness loved him very much because, indirectly, Athene once saved her marriage to Marquis Thompsville."

Luz cringing. Again he got a surprise.

"For five years of marriage, the Marchioness did not become pregnant until Dowager Marchioness wanted Marquis Thompsville divorced from her. She was considered infertile but that could be denied because shortly thereafter the Marchioness became pregnant with Athene."

"Well, the point is everyone gets their own distress."

"And you, Odyssey. You got everything."

Get everything what!

Seeing Luz's strange expression suddenly broke Ochonner's echoing laughter until the man rubbed the tip of his eye. "No-no, I mean, you're getting all the torture that people can go through."

Luz lowered his head, not daring to stare at the bead of the same color as the net directly. Luz is different from the Odyssey that Ochonner means and yes ... Luz also felt the same feeling as Ochonner on the owner of the body he was currently occupying.

"Odyssey's been trying her best to survive, and now it's my turn to help her," suhut Luz is ambiguous and of course says —as if he is not Odyssey— it was reciprocated Ochonner with a fold on the forehead and a confused look.

One thing Luz learned; in this age many people's happiness is taken only by power insanity.

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*Janda Marchioness, Mother of the powerful Marquis.