Proposal

MWF: 10

“My lady! The third son of Marquess Shalaino is here… for you!” Lucia said while panting. She must have ran stairs after stairs just to come here and say that.

“I’ll escort you then, milady” Sir Ceao said casually while putting his wooden sword down.

“I shall take a bath first and change my attire” I said which they both nodded.

“Who’s the visitor, Lucia?” I asked her while she’s helping me bath again, she stopped for a bit before answering.

“The third son of the Marquess Shalaino?” she answered which I shook my head.

“I meant to ask is what’s his name?” I said which made Lucia stopped at what she’s doing and gasped.

“What d-do you mean, milady?” I swear she’s thinking something different from what I’m thinking.

“I’m asking because what would I call him when I greet him?” I said trying not to be sarcastic because I swear to Dhaer that Lucia is thinking something far more mature than what I’m thinking.

“Oh, is that so, milady?” she said then continued at what she stopped doing while letting out that nervous awkward laugh.

“Yes” I said while nodding my head.

“I heard his name is Jhail Ian Shalaino” she which I just nodded and never asked anymore until I finished bathing and now I’m changing into a blue and silver dress with gold details.

I was then escorted by Sir Ceao to the waiting room, I don’t know if it’s just me who’s feeling the awkwardness in the air between us two or it’s just all in my head.

“How was the ball, milady?” Sir Ceao asked which caught me off guard making me jumped a bit.

“It’s okay, it is kind of exhausting” I answered which made Sir Ceao chuckled a bit.

“Is that so?”

“Yes” I nodded and continues walking.

It was then silence again until we reach the waiting room, as soon as I opened the door I was greeted by a smile from a blue haired guy.

“Greeting to Marquess Shalaino Third Son, Sir Jhail” I bowed gracefully while holding the side of my dress up until below my knee.

“Greetings to the First Miss of the Esquello, Miss August” he bowed too and we both raise our heads the same time.

“What bring you here, Sir Jhail?” I asked for without taking my eyes off from him, I could see that he’s like the same age or older as Prince Leon.

“I’m here to propose to you, milady” he said and grabbed my hand then kissed the back of it.

I don’t know if I should calmed because of this or just straight away hit him, it’s kinda disgusting for someone who’s not familiar nor close to you kiss your hand.

“I politely decline” I answered as I sat down the sofa and sipped the tea that the maid just poured. I even smiled at him sweetly clearly making myself not look like I’m disgusted by his gesture.

“Why?” he said as if his ego was crushed by me, well I must say I did crashed it by saying no.

“I simply doesn’t think of marriage at my age” I said and continued sipping my tea, I think I hit a nerve of him because he slammed his hands down the coffee table.

The snacks and the tea that was placed there carefully by the maids was now spilling and everywhere. The maids with us were surprised by their actions and was about to clean the mess.

I stopped them before they moved closer and waved for them to leave the room, even Sir Ceao.

“Now that we’re left alone, Sir Jhail” I said and putted down the tea cup that is half way done.

“What?” he said while backing away a bit.

“I simply doesn’t want a man who clearly only cares about power” I answered him and got up gracefully not minding how annoyed he looks like now.

I was about to leave the room when he grabbed my arm and yanked me back in place to face him.

“Let us settle this, aren’t the First Miss good at swords?” he asked while having that cocky smile.

“Oh” I put my free hand to cover my mouth before it turned into a smirk “The Third Son of Marquess Shailano is a prodigy at swordsmanship they say. Is this how you treat a lady?” I said while now trying not to hide my smirk.

It really must have snap a nerve or two. He looks like he’s about to grab my neck and straddle me.

“You-“ I didn’t let him finished as I yanked my arm that he’s holding away from him.

“Let us then duel, let us see who’s going to win” I said and walked out the room.

I called for Lucia to again help me change my clothes to the one more suitable for training. I know he’s more strong than me but I’m much more crooked, I know how to break some guy’s ego and pride.

“Who wins shall have their wish granted” Sir Ceao will be the one overseeing our duel.

“Hands on your swords” we both gripped our wooden sword, Sir Jhail was smirking at me which I just smiled sweetly.

Too sweet that it makes someone lose their rational thoughts and just jump at someone to kill them.

“Rajar”

He completely went calm to about to be berserk. I smirked as I’m really getting on his nerves.

I blocked his move then swing my sword to his left that caught him off guard. I didn’t stop and made the most aggressive of the Esquello sword style that completely made him surprised.

When I stopped that’s when he attacked but what I made really crashed his ego.

I dropped down my knees and started crying. The maids quickly came to my aid and Sir Ceao covered me with his coat.

“How could you do this?!” he shouted in the face of Sir Jhail, I almost made myself get caught by smirking but I quickly hid it.

A man’s ego would be completely crashed when someone caught them sexually assaulting someone, what if some sets them up into a trap that makes them a pervert?

I won.