The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
{Season 2} Engagement Party
Previousley....
"Yes. No other meaning, and please. Stop looking at me with that annoying face of yours."
He's back to chuckling. But not long after that, suddenly a voice called out to me.
"Miss, you were ordered by Mr. Viscount to meet him immediately."
...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...
...Chapters ...
...(3) ...
"Have you finished practicing, sir?"
asked a knight who was sharpening his sword at a man of higher status than him.
"No, I'm not tired yet" replied the man who was the knight's interlocutor.
"Is that so? It turns out you are a very diligent person," the knight flattered. He was busy looking at the man next to him who looked serious about destroying the wooden puppet that was in front of them.
Currently they were honing their sword skills in the garden behind the man's residence beside the knight.
It had been nearly two hours since they had swung their swords, yet it seemed that the man of higher status than the knight never got tired even though the sweat had flooded his temple.
The man who will serve as a Duke, a quiet man, as well as unpredictable thoughts.
The blond mane is straight and arid because it is moistened with sweat, sparkling when sunlight strokes each strand.
His sky-blue ball, as if falling upon a drop of water from the sky, was so clear and seemed to be a part of the sky itself.
The man had looked at the vast sky that he was hiding through the mysterious gaze that he always lay.
As if making people who see it itchy to find out what he covers from the beautiful iris.
"Sir... actually I was curious about this a long time ago, may I ask?" The knight asked.
"What?"
"Do you.. have a lover?"
"Huh?" The blue-covered man was a little incredulous. What did the person next to him say? A lover? He never even got close to any girl except his childhood friend.
"Finally, look at yourself. You are rich, you are handsome, even you have a physical that is very coveted by women. Therefore I wonder, whether a handsome man like you has a lover or not," the knight's lick at length makes his interlocutors a little dizzy to hear his chatter.
"No. I don't have a lover" replied the man lightly.
"Be...really? None of them?"
"The name of the lover is only one, no more," he always raised his eyebrows again.
"Ter.. turns out you're the loyal type of guy!" exclaim the Knight.
"Huh?"
"Finally, didn't that noble man always have more than one lover? But you..you even think that the lover is only one! I salute you very much!"
The blond man sighed softly. "As you are."
The knight just nodded. "Oh yes, Sir. I had heard that Earl Yersey was going to have his son's engagement party tonight at his residence. And you're invited there, are you going?"
"Attomans party? Earl's son who likes to dirty many noble girls?" The blue-covered man laughed mockingly. "Which unlucky woman will be the wife of that trashy man?"
The knight grinned a smile. Although this man who is his interlocutor prefers silence, but the man also does not think long of the spicy words and insults he uttered.
"If not wrong, who would be her fiance would be a girl from the Viscount family."
"The viscount?" The blond man raised his eyebrows while putting his sword and folding his hands together.
"Yes, if not Viscount la Devoline. The girl's name is not Cassa's fault... Cassa's...." The knight tried to remember accompanied by his ball which moved upwards.
"Cassandra la Devoline?"
"Yes! Cassandra's! That girl will be his fiance."
There were strange motions on the handsome face of the blond-blonded man, he seemed to be thinking of something. But soon after, he made a sound.
"I think I'll go there tonight."
...~•~...
"Miss, you were ordered by Mr. Viscount to meet him immediately."
Incidentally, I also wanted to immediately meet father and reject this entire unwanted engagement.
No matter if you're going to run amok or get mad at me, I'm still going to see him.
Since I really don't want an engagement, I just want to live in peace!
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"What business is it to call me back here, Dad?" ask me to bow respectfully.
The gripping atmosphere in this room was suffocating me, making me not want to linger in it.
I remember this. When Dad threw me at a jerky noble man, because he could change partners who would accompany him to wrestle on the bed.
Of course, I really hate that type of guy. I still remember, when my father hit my leg so many bruises were created.
But I still don't want to think about it, because I don't want to be who I used to be.
The princess who could only accept the whole unfair decision her father gave her and could cry in silence.
I can see my father folding his hands behind his waist, while turning his back to me.
"Sit down first" he pointed to a sofa not far from his desk.
Unable to resist, I immediately sat down politely and waited for what reason made him call me here.
"Tonight you'll dress up neatly, we'll go to your engagement party," said the father to the point of making me instantly surprised.
Engagement party? Tonight then?!
"Dad, don't make it up. Why suddenly? Why didn't you tell me first?!" my boyfriend doesn't believe me.
It's too sudden! I haven't even fully recovered from my wounds yet!
"If you tell you first, you'll definitely refuse."
"If you already know that then why do you still want to marry me? Don't you ever think about me for once?"
"Dad doesn't want to argue with you. Just follow Dad's orders. After all, your future fiancee is the son of the Earl, " Father interrupted quickly without looking at me.
"Your life is assured because of their abundant wealth, and you will also gain a higher status, you will be more respected. What's wrong with that?"
I bit my lower lip hard, what's wrong with that?
"What if I don't want to obey Dad's orders? What if I don't want to get engaged to her?" my lot while bowing.
These lips are no longer strong to not vibrate accompanied by emotions that begin to peak.
"Then don't expect to be part of this family again. Because you don't need a daughter who doesn't obey you. I've been ashamed of you for a long time, I'm not going to give you any more leniency this time," explained Dad, making my energy just disappear.
Is that worthless in Dad's eyes? Do I really not love me a little bit?
Dad... What do I do so you can understand how I feel just once...?
What do I do to make you smile at me? What should I do so that you can appreciate me as your daughter just once?
"I will not accept this engagement, Father," I said.
Father then turned to look at me sharply with his cold gaze. I will try not to look down when he looks at me that way.
The level of brown wood that Dad used to keep his appearance in public places is now dearest and causes me to stagger on the floor.
A few punches slammed into my leg, making me desperately hold back the sobbing from the pain.
Shortly after, Dad stopped the action. He slightly bent down to stare at my face and then said.
"I hope you can understand what I can do next if you don't obey my will."
The sound of footsteps getting away is now caught in my hearing, followed by the sound of a door slamming hard.
All my intentions were that I would change, I would become strong, as if slapping me for not being able to keep up.
"Miss!"
I removed the tears that had flowed, so that no one would see it. I covered my bruised leg so no one would notice.
"Miss...! Are you okay?!"
Oh, it was Reina. Yes, she is indeed a caring servant just like Elise.
He then grabbed me and helped me stand up.
"Can you stand up, Miss?" his question is full of worry.
"Yes, I'm fine, Reina. You don't have to panic like that" I replied with a smile.
Sorry, Reina. I really appreciate you for bothering me.
But, what I want right now to worry about me is not you, but my father.
Well, even if it can't happen anyway, haha.
...~•~...
"Well, you're so pretty, miss!" praise Reina for seeing the results of her makeup on me.
"Thank you, Reina. You've bothered to help me."
"Geez! That's my job, miss! I'm not troubled at all. Instead, I like to dress a beautiful girl like Miss," exclaimed Reina again tidying up my hair strands.
Not long after that, I went downstairs and there was Dad waiting for me in his neat clothes.
Not wanting to linger, we went to our destination. More precisely my engagement party.
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A greeting has been repeatedly me and my father hurled at every different noble.
Long enough, an Earl and his son who would become my future fiancee appeared before us.
Inevitably, we must give them a salute.
"Greetings, Mr. Earl. Nice to meet you" I said as respectfully as possible. Followed by father.
"Ah, Lady Cassandra. You are so beautiful tonight, Thomas will surely be captivated through your beauty," the Earl of Yersey praised.
"Thank you, I'm so honored to hear that compliment from you." I bowed respectfully.
"Oh yes, you young people seem to need some time alone. Go, enjoy the feast" said the Earl and the son, Thomas, who extended his hand to me.
I was not happy to receive his hand. Because even though I don't really remember what he's going to say, I can remember a little, because I was very annoyed by what he said.
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"You're so pretty like the moon tonight, Lady," she praised me for making me want to turn my ball around lazily.
But unfortunately, I can't do it. "Thank you for your compliment, sir. You also look amazing tonight," I said fakely with a smile.
"Yes, even you look sexy. Look at that indentation," he muttered but I could still hear it.
What was on his mind was just that kind of thing?!
"I'm sorry?" my word.
"Ah, it's nothing. It's just that those clothes look really good on you, "he said.
Yes, with that you can look at me with that perverted look of yours? Disgust! Why are there still humans like you!
"It seems you praise me very often, I feel a little uncomfortable. Because I've never been looked at with such a disrespectful look before" I subtly quipped.
"What a disrespectful look? What do you mean, Lady?"
He's offended. That means my words are right. "I don't mean anything. Sorry if I have spoken without thinking first" I bowed down.
When I looked up, suddenly he was right in front of me. And he came closer so I backed off.
"If you've realized it, it means you want it, right?"
HUH UH?! THIS IS CRAZY, RIGHT?!
"What do you mean, more precisely?" I said try not to kick his personal stuff.
"Not to be naive, Lady. I know you understand what I mean."
This jerk got closer and started blocking my hand, making me even more vigilant.
All I remember in this scene, Frost will come and save me. But, is it certain that Frost will come?
What if he doesn't come? I can slap him and kick his personal stuff. But what about people's views on me and dad?
Since our title is inferior to him, it is certain that we will accept insults and ridicule.
"Stay away from me, sir. Please take care of your attitude," I said, but he grinned.
Makes me shiver how disgusting he is.
"Women like you, act like they don't know outside. But inside, they know all about dirty things. Hah... You're getting interesting, should I strip your clothes off?"
He began to approach and cupped my cheeks with his sweaty and disgusting palms.
If this were a movie, there would probably be emergency signs and red lights all around me.
It's enough. I've been desperately holding back my anger ever since it was thrown in the world.
Upset at dying just because of a ring, upset at getting a slap, upset at getting a punch in my leg that is now still sore, upset at having to marry you, and upset that you're humbling me!
Basic $#**&$#!!
"That's enough...!"
The tep!
Huh huh? What the hell just happened?
Grep's!
I was so shocked that the jerk fell to the floor, and my body was pulled into a necklace of embracing hands.
Is Frost behind me? If so thank God, at least it's a little bit of a relief for me.
But, why did that bastard look so scared? Is Frost's face really that creepy?
Waitaminute!
Why, this hug feels so familiar? My eyes facing backwards?
Nah! Frost is not this high!! Then who is behind me?!
Stammeringly the bastard and cowardly man widened his eyes with his lips trembling violently.
"Floniouse...?"
Now it was my turn to open my eyes. What did he say?
I didn't hear wrong, did I? Did he really say that name?
Floniou...
I immediately turned my head back and looked up. The moonlight that illuminated her shiny strands of hair.
Those sharp sky blue eyes were unmistakable.
That was him.
...08.01.2021...