A Midsummer Breeze

Chapter 28

'What are you again?'

'...'

'Hm?'

'I am...'

*I don't want to live like this anymore.*

"Why not red Miss?" 

"You have a knack for persuading me. Fine. Red it is." Estelle surrendered to her maid who was relieved to the conclusion.

"What about your ribbon Miss?"

"Blue...a blue rose..." Estelle murmured.Mia looked puzzled,however what else could she do but obey? She could suggest.

"Miss,the colors are very contrasting,and to dye a blue rose right now would be troublesome. Would you like a blue ribbon instead?Even though-" Estelle turned to Mia with pitiful eyes.

*A puppy...?*

"This dress will catch enough attention of the tongues and even Count Zeak. But if they were to see a blue rose as my hair ornament..."

"It would mean you have devoted yourself to the Duke." Mia finished the sentence for her master.However she still didn't like the idea. In Enchatia a blue rose meant true love and desire,but here in Wysteria. It only meant one thing ; loyalty.

"I don't have a choice do I? Maybe I'll wear a blue rose in Enchantia too." Estelle dryly chuckled.

"Haha. But you can't force love to love Miss." Mia attended her master's dress and sprayed perfume to on her elegant dress.

"It'll eventually become normal...since we breathe the same air." Again,Mia disliked what her master implied. A romantic poem written by the first Ingrid now seemed like torture. 

"I wish you the best of luck Miss." Mia bowed as Estelle exited the room with lips red as roses and eyes flowing with greed. She was guided to the carriage with a blue rose in her hand. One for her and one for him.

Estelle embarked in the carriage and sat opposite of the Duke. Heading to the promotion banquet of Felix Zeak. To a Count from a Baron,it was going to be hard to deal with him. Estelle offered the Duke the rose.

"Your Grace,please put this on." He sighed.

"Go on." Estelle titled her head,she was confused on why he didn't take the rose but insisted on wearing it.Augustus leaned forward and smirked.

"Put it on for me." 

*HUH?!*

<INDEED NOW DO IT.>

Estelle flushed,did he have no conscience?She pressed her lips tight and lowered her head. Who was this man? Did the Duke change drastically overnight? Would he? She felt her chest burning with the same emotion she felt back in the library. It was a different kind of burn,not the kind she felt when she wanted to get rid of the rouges. This time it was visible and it was clearer. 

This wasn't anger. 

An emotion she has yet to discover.

*Did it work? Ah...* 

'Listen here My Lord. If you wish to impress the Lady be gentle.'

'What nonsense are you spouting?' 

'And what nonsense does your  head operate other than work? Haa...tomorrow when the Lady offers you a flower,please put it on.'

'And by that I mean let her put it on'

'Why? I don't like to force her.'

'Says the person who forced me to cover up his unfinished work.'

'I dare you to repeat that.'

'I would rather not! Now My Lord. You.Must.Let.Her.Put.It.On!'

'If you want to see some sufficient results follow my request for once!'

'OH THE TREACHEROUS WORKLOAD AND THIS THICK HEADED PERSON I WAS ASSIGNED TO! DEAR HOW DID I END UP IN SUCH A FUTURE?! MASTER ZADE FORGIVE THIS INSIGNIFICANT BUTLER FOR EVEN TRYING-'

'Fine! I get it! I'll do it! So shut the hell up!'

'Now let me tell you how.'

*It did.I should take his stupid requests once in a while.I mean,seeing her go all red and embarrassed kind of...puts me in a good mood...?*

"Y-yo-your Grace..." Augustus looked out to see they've arrived at the destination. It was the imperial palace. Augustus got out and extended his hand for his wife,who simply took it. Once they were near the stair way Estelle attached the rose on her husband's attire. It contrast the black on this coat and the colorful laces of his badges.

They held hands and entered the battlefield. But little did they know a single girl was to start a war.

<Hello dear readers,I apologize since I haven't been updating. I was in a hiatus but I wanted to write and proceed with the plot of "A Midsummer Breeze". There are other stories I've worked on and I plan to work on more. Oh how I give myself optical torture TvT. 

Thank you for clicking into my story.Thank you for reading it. Thank you for being patient. And thank you for 400 reads >v< I can die in peace now-

I wish you all a pleasant day/night.>