"I am Annette Lynthia, the Lady of House Lynthia."
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The ladies who surrounded you were very curious. They asked you all sorts of stuff.
For your first social debut it was hectic for you. It's great you were able to correct the misunderstandings in which is when you were gone and had gone missing.
And ofcourse the controversial topic of 'relationship' betwen you and the Lord of the Silva. When you had cleared your companionship with Nozel it left a butter taste in your mouth that you can't seem to know why.
The crowd surrounding you began to dissipate slowly. You were grateful actually, you felt uncomfortable and suffocated when you were surrounded by many people.
At the corner of your eyes you could see a blonde lady curtseying infront of the two cousins.
You felt uneasy all of the sudden but you shook the feeling off.
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The blonde giggled and laughed at the jokes the Vermillion had kid around.
"Haha, is that so?"
He smiled politely and nodded.
The silvernette felt annoyed someway or another by the presence of her.
"Lord Nozel-sama, did you not laugh about the joke, I think it was hilarious." She giggled as if she knew how it rings like chiming bells.
"My humour and yours are different. We do not have the same definition of it." He said irked by her who he thought that she was laughing maniacally.
Her laughs and giggles were nothing compared to yours he thought.
Why would he think of you all of the sudden?
Speaking of, he also spared glances at you every now and then. Knowing you were feeling uncomfortable the moment when the crowd grew.
"O-oh, I'm sorry, Nozel-sama."
He only clicked his tongue and gave a quick sharp glance at her.
Fuegoleon who witnessed this, "Nozel." gave a warning when Nozel clicked his tongue.
It was weird for Nozel to get aggitated so easily by a mere presence except for a certain foreigner.
Well, he did feel a bit bothered by the blondie. The silvernette semi-glared the vermillion haired.
"O-oh! Lord Nozel-sama, do you still remember me when we were kids? I once introduced to you before. At a banquet, too." She opened her big doe eyes that sparkled as if trying to enchant him.
"No, I do not." His brief answer made the girl's smile falter.
In the corner of the silvernette's purple eyes, he saw a man approach you.
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The ladies left you completely and you sigh in relief. You never knew being social would be distraughly stress.
You were usually in the hospital at the capital, the headquarters, the study of your father's room at the mansion or your house.
Therefore, there was only limited who knew your appearance.
Your relief was not over when a man who seemed to be in his mid twenties walked up to you.
"Good evening, Lady (l/n)." He has black ravenette hair that wad slicked back, has green emerald eyes.
He would've been the most handsome if you have not met a silvernette.
"Good evening, too, sir..." You trailed off wondering his name.
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𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 || 𝐍𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐒.
Fanfiction[ O N H O L D / E D I T I N G ] Survived and alone, she was taken into the Silva family as a child. Comforted and charmed, she soon followed him where ever he goes. Growing up she was a maiden whose past left her alone and her present with her loy...
