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indie & selective Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear ‖‖ Written by Ridley

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She was thankful that the attractive blond man wearing a leather jacket had repeated his order once more, since she was too busy getting lost his eyes and his face to pay any attention to what he was order. When their eyes locked onto one another, she had swore that she was feeling what those books cheesy romantic books talk about. The spark, everything become more beautiful and what not when you find someone you’re attracted to. Her own face was burning up when the man had spoken.

Not paying attention how he called the size, a smile spread across her face as she hoped to reassure him there was nothing to apologize, she nodded her head as she spoke up once more.

“It’s alright, no need to apologize. One cappuccino coming right up.”

Reaching for the slightly bigger white cup and set it on a small saucer. Opening the small little fridge underneath she grabbed a gallon of milk and pour some of it’s contents in the silver cup and started the machine to let it steam. Next her fingers had grabbed some espresso and prepped it before returning back towards the counter. Using the time to ring him up while the everything was cooling off slightly.

“That’ll be a dollar twenty five.”

Natalia wondered how on earth she was able to keep her body under control despite how fast her heart was racing.

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THOUGH HIS gaze had dropped in embarrassment it flitted back up again, almost GLUED to the beautiful stranger as he watched her make the coffee. it was an odd, new feeling– the increased awareness of every part around him, the slight increase of the pulse thrumming against his wrist, the air of BEAUTY that seemed to surround her and pull in his attention, not letting it escape for a moment. 

                     ❛ thanks. ❜

a genuine smile appeared on his lips without him realizing, as if the moment alone made him happy. the cyclist found himself praying that there would be no traffic today, as he no longer planned to leave the small coffee shop DIRECTLY in hopes to get to his next appointment early. no, he found the urge to LINGER ╾ in hopes of starting a conversation, probably╾ growing irresistible.

if she caught him staring, he didn’t notice.

                    ❛ right╾ ❜

gloved hands dig into his pockets in search of a wallet. he blinked a few times, the friendly smile on his lips falling into a straight line of ( almost silly ) concentration, as his hands came up with empty results. he laughed again, awkwardly ( this encounter couldn’t be making him THAT nervous, right? ), his appearance holding an INVITING sort of air all the same.

                   ❛ ahh, one me a sec, sorry. these wallets are so hard to                      find sometimes, you know? you have a really nice place                      here, by the way. ❜

guy’s compliment holds a non-intrusive, friendly curiosity as he produces the wallet from the correct pocket, laying the change carefully on the counter in front of her. 

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Giving the man some time to find his wallet, she took the cappuccino and set it before glancing towards him and asked, “Apologies, I forgot to ask if this was for here or to go.”

Depending what he said, if it was to go she would pour it in one of those go cups and didn’t bother designing the drink, though if he said he was going to stick around, she would pour the drink in a bigger cup and use the extra foam and started to draw a little rabbit. Moving the drink towards the counter in front of him just in the time to see him still digging while striking up a conversation with her.

A chuckle escape her lips, though she decided that she’ll pay it for him if he couldn’t find his wallet since something told her that this man was unique and it was drawing her towards him. Before she got the chance to tell him not  to worry about it, he produce his wallet and paid her.

“Thank you, for both the payment and the compliment of my little cafe. Not a lot of people notice this little cafe since I’m tucked between bigger businesses and there is another popular coffee shop a few blocks away. It’s nice getting new friendly faces in here, usually it’s my regulars that would come in. Hopefully I’ll be seeing you around more often.”

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dedicated to my best friend Amara( @gearscripted )

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Once the cups were spotless and ready to be used for the customers later in the morning, with the few patrons who was sitting in her little cafe, Lanvaldear, she checked in with each patron who only smile at her and reassure her that they are fine. Feeling pleased with herself that all of her customers were highly satisfied with their service, she excused herself towards the misshape of a small kitchen to bake some more pastries. Knowing fully well how some of the school children comes by and ask for the free cookies she always make for them.

Tying a bandanna to her forehead to push back her short blonde hair as she started working on prepping the cookies. Every day was a routine for her despite the changing seasons and the customers, there was always the school children coming home from school that would make a short stop at her cafe for cookies. A young gentleman with long red hair always greeted her with a shy smile despite looking gruff and unfriendly. There was a young woman, Natalia could recall who always orders the same thing every day during the late afternoon,  a vanilla chai tea, she would sit in the far off corner reading an old text. Sometimes Natalia would catch the woman humming, and she would always compliment the brunette’s voice, which the woman would act modest and they would get into small talk till a customer needed Natalia’s attention.

There was an older man who would come in a few hours before closing, he only stays for an hour or two depending how much time he wants to spend ‘doing nothing’ he says. His order wasn’t anything unusual about it, straight black coffee though on Friday nights he would asked her to put a few drops a vanilla to ‘spice things up’. The man was something else entirely looking at personality alone, though she would never admit that she found his red eyes lovely.

Then there was young brunette girl tugging along a long hair boy, she found it interesting that the boy had green hair, but she couldn’t help but smile and give them free pastries whenever she sees them. Natalia couldn’t help but admire their young love and always hoped for the best for them.

Glancing up at the clock on the wall, noting that it was only ten in the morning, so the singer should be coming in soon and the long red hair gentleman would be leaving to go back to the station for his job. Waiting for the oven to heat up to the temperature she needed, she couldn’t help heard the chime on the door ringing. “I’ll be right there!” She called out, knowing that the young woman was always patient towards Natalia, so once the oven reached the perfect temperature she placed the tray with chocolate chip cookies on the tray and set the timer.

Forgetting that she had some flour on her apron and on the bandanna, she pushed back the kitchen curtain and walked towards the counter to notice a handsome man standing there. Natalia KNEW everyone that comes to her small cafe, but she never met this handsome man. She didn’t even know if he saw her walked towards the counter or not, but she couldn’t help but looked him over. His beautiful blue eyes reminded her of the heavenly skies of a home she could no longer return to, his blond hair reminded her of the sun and his skin had a little more color than her own. Realizing that she has been staring at the man, and she couldn’t help but feel speechless.

Willing herself to speak, she found her voice very soft as she spoke, “Can I get anything started for you?”

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  a random beat was thrummed out with his fingers against the wooden bar, not out of impatience but an absent gesture while in thought. his blue-eyed gaze kept it’s attention solely on the board, thinking over which drink to order. it was true that usually he’d get the same thing every time, but he felt ╾possibly because it was a new shop all together╾ like trying something new. guy’s attention only broke at the sound of a distant female voice, eyes curiously glancing towards the direction he presume was the kitchen, before falling back to the board.

he was patient, of course, fine with having more time to decide.

another presence appeared behind the bar, though guy didn’t glance at the waitress quite yet, as he continued to stare at the bar while reading off the name of the drink to make sure he made the right choice. he gave himself a small nod as he spoke, as if to confirm it himself. 

            ❛ I’l have a cappuccino pl-❜ 

the casual, inviting look that glinted in his eyes and curled up his lips broke when his gaze fell on the waitress, for a moment all thoughts leaving his head.

it was almost EMBARRASSING ( if the blonde could watch himself he would have been facepalming completely ) how blank his mind went for a moment, his line of words coming to a full stop. for a moment their surroundings and situation faded away, eyes simply focused on the beautiful girl infront of him, from the bandana that tied her hair up, to the flour on her apron, to the beautiful pair of eyes staring back at him. only when those stared back at him, wide and curious, long enough did he REALIZE just how long it had been.

blue eyes blink a couple of times, as if surprised to be snapped out of his reverie. the words that had suddenly blanked came back in a rush, falling over themselves as he attempted to apologize and finish ordering at the same time. 

            ❛ sorr- uh– ahh╾ a medium cappuccino, please. ❜ 

a gaze falls away from the nameless waitress, light shades of pink dusting over his cheeks as he mentally scolded himself. the man’s lips turn upwards in a bashful, almost self-deprecating smile as he laughs awkwardly, a hand moving to scratch the back of his neck.

            ❛ s-sorry about that. ❜

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She was thankful that the attractive blond man wearing a leather jacket had repeated his order once more, since she was too busy getting lost his eyes and his face to pay any attention to what he was order. When their eyes locked onto one another, she had swore that she was feeling what those books cheesy romantic books talk about. The spark, everything become more beautiful and what not when you find someone you’re attracted to. Her own face was burning up when the man had spoken.

Not paying attention how he called the size, a smile spread across her face as she hoped to reassure him there was nothing to apologize, she nodded her head as she spoke up once more.

"It’s alright, no need to apologize. One cappuccino coming right up.”

Reaching for the slightly bigger white cup and set it on a small saucer. Opening the small little fridge underneath she grabbed a gallon of milk and pour some of it’s contents in the silver cup and started the machine to let it steam. Next her fingers had grabbed some espresso and prepped it before returning back towards the counter. Using the time to ring him up while the everything was cooling off slightly.

“That’ll be a dollar twenty five.”

Natalia wondered how on earth she was able to keep her body under control despite how fast her heart was racing.

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Days continue to pass the blonde woman as she stood behind a counter cleaning the cups as she hummed to herself. Natalia had stopped counting how many years she spent on this land when her home was the beautiful skies above her. Faces old and new had came to her little cafe tucked away, hidden, unseen for many years. All of this happen because she had question her father about his plans and thus he ripped her wings and her grace and plopped her down on the ground that her father had created.

Despite being on this land despite being a fallen angel, she could never age or get ill, but the only power she had left was three miracles she could do. Her father explain everything to her about how she could regain her powers and join her family back at home, though there was a chance that she could fail by not using her powers for selfish reason and that was death.

Fearing the unknown about her fate after she uses all three miracles was truly frightening, so she made it her goal to never use the three miracles so she could continue to live. A sigh escape her lips as she finished cleaning the last cup before setting it’s place among the other clean cups.

Her short blonde hair was tucked behind her hair so it wouldn’t get in her way whenever she was making coffee or tea for her customer. A black apron that covers up the nice blouse she was wearing. Dark pair of denim jeans finished up her outfit that she wore, unaware of how much her life was going to turn upside down though one thing she was unaware of is how much today as going to impact her.

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   a casual sigh breaks the silent corner of the otherwise bustling city. a man stood up from his now-parked bike, turning off the ignition before gloved hands moved to stuff themselves in either of his pockets, protected from the cool winds that whipped his face. Guy walked across the parking lot of the unfamiliar, rather secluded coffee shop. he was a rather far ways away from his apartment in his search for a NEW coffee shop, the one he frequented being torn down for renovations. 

       ( that was the story at least. his roommate was impossibly         certain it was a cover up for rats in the kitchen ).

though it took quite a bit of riding to get here, and he wasn’t even sure if it was good or not yet ╾ he was never one to judge a book by its cover, but it was hard to tell from the outside appearance of this tiny shop  ╾ he was happy somewhere inside him for the step in a new direction. Guy’s life had fallen into a mundane step, each day extremely similar to the previous. he was grateful for being in a current state of fine, and though he didn’t go, nor need to, searching for constant new adventures, it was nice to have a small change like this.

hopefully it was good coffee. his hands come out of their comfortable spots and push open the door, a small chiming of a bell announcing his entrance to the coffee shop littered with a few people here in there. his eyes hold a resting state of their usual friendliness as they blink around the new setting, his legs making their way towards the wood bar. he stares at the menu hanging on the wall in silent contemplation, one arm resting against his chin. 

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Once the cups were spotless and ready to be used for the customers later in the morning, with the few patrons who was sitting in her little cafe, Lanvaldear, she checked in with each patron who only smile at her and reassure her that they are fine. Feeling pleased with herself that all of her customers were highly satisfied with their service, she excused herself towards the misshape of a small kitchen to bake some more pastries. Knowing fully well how some of the school children comes by and ask for the free cookies she always make for them.

Tying a bandanna to her forehead to push back her short blonde hair as she started working on prepping the cookies. Every day was a routine for her despite the changing seasons and the customers, there was always the school children coming home from school that would make a short stop at her cafe for cookies. A young gentleman with long red hair always greeted her with a shy smile despite looking gruff and unfriendly. There was a young woman, Natalia could recall who always orders the same thing every day during the late afternoon,  a vanilla chai tea, she would sit in the far off corner reading an old text. Sometimes Natalia would catch the woman humming, and she would always compliment the brunette’s voice, which the woman would act modest and they would get into small talk till a customer needed Natalia’s attention.

There was an older man who would come in a few hours before closing, he only stays for an hour or two depending how much time he wants to spend ‘doing nothing’ he says. His order wasn’t anything unusual about it, straight black coffee though on Friday nights he would asked her to put a few drops a vanilla to ‘spice things up’. The man was something else entirely looking at personality alone, though she would never admit that she found his red eyes lovely.

Then there was young brunette girl tugging along a long hair boy, she found it interesting that the boy had green hair, but she couldn’t help but smile and give them free pastries whenever she sees them. Natalia couldn’t help but admire their young love and always hoped for the best for them.

Glancing up at the clock on the wall, noting that it was only ten in the morning, so the singer should be coming in soon and the long red hair gentleman would be leaving to go back to the station for his job. Waiting for the oven to heat up to the temperature she needed, she couldn’t help heard the chime on the door ringing. “I’ll be right there!” She called out, knowing that the young woman was always patient towards Natalia, so once the oven reached the perfect temperature she placed the tray with chocolate chip cookies on the tray and set the timer.

Forgetting that she had some flour on her apron and on the bandanna, she pushed back the kitchen curtain and walked towards the counter to notice a handsome man standing there. Natalia KNEW everyone that comes to her small cafe, but she never met this handsome man. She didn’t even know if he saw her walked towards the counter or not, but she couldn’t help but looked him over. His beautiful blue eyes reminded her of the heavenly skies of a home she could no longer return to, his blond hair reminded her of the sun and his skin had a little more color than her own. Realizing that she has been staring at the man, and she couldn’t help but feel speechless.

Willing herself to speak, she found her voice very soft as she spoke, “Can I get anything started for you?”

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Days continue to pass the blonde woman as she stood behind a counter cleaning the cups as she hummed to herself. Natalia had stopped counting how many years she spent on this land when her home was the beautiful skies above her. Faces old and new had came to her little cafe tucked away, hidden, unseen for many years. All of this happen because she had question her father about his plans and thus he ripped her wings and her grace and plopped her down on the ground that her father had created.

Despite being on this land despite being a fallen angel, she could never age or get ill, but the only power she had left was three miracles she could do. Her father explain everything to her about how she could regain her powers and join her family back at home, though there was a chance that she could fail by not using her powers for selfish reason and that was death.

Fearing the unknown about her fate after she uses all three miracles was truly frightening, so she made it her goal to never use the three miracles so she could continue to live. A sigh escape her lips as she finished cleaning the last cup before setting it’s place among the other clean cups.

Her short blonde hair was tucked behind her hair so it wouldn’t get in her way whenever she was making coffee or tea for her customer. A black apron that covers up the nice blouse she was wearing. Dark pair of denim jeans finished up her outfit that she wore, unaware of how much her life was going to turn upside down though one thing she was unaware of is how much today as going to impact her.

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alcieta said: Guy or Natalia

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My innocence is not ignorance. My kindness is not weakness. My weakness is my strength. My past does not define me. My bravery is never foolish. My calm hides a story.

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        YET AGAIN HE caught his gaze lingering on the other blonde as her eyes wandered the room, unable to help how interesting he found her, and he wasn’t even sure why. Something about the obvious intelligence and kindness in her forest-like eyes as they looked around at the books ( Guy’s mother would be appalled by his manners if she saw how often he was staring ) made her seem like she was different, but he couldn’t say why. Not because she wasn’t from Hod, and not different in a bad way either.

             Definitely not in a bad way, the young noble man concluded as he ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair and then placed it back in a crossed position.  Guy also turned his gaze away to the books that he had accustomed himself with so much after 19 years. Though he hadn’t read all of them he had at least heard the summary for most of them, both for his studies as a Gardios noble and out of liking for books. 

              Moments later his eyes were drawn back to Natalia and smiled both at her comment, and simply from the good mood he was so often in. It was her response that reminded Guy that she was a servant ( it was easy to forget, both because he held his family’s servants with respect for how well they did their job and because there was something unplaceable about her ) so he should have guessed she wouldn’t be showed much more than that, especially in her first few days.

He nimbly pushed himself of the wall, his smile growing as he spoke while making his way towards the door again.  ❝ Then there’s so much more for you to see. I’d be happy to show you around, if you’d like, and if you’re not busy. 

 Guy really hoped she wasn’t busy and that she would want to be shown around, but obviously wouldn’t hold it against her if she was or if she didn’t.

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Natalia being lost in her own thoughts as she skimmed through the books that was neatly placed on the bookshelf. Her green eyes lit up every time she came across a book she hadn’t read before, planning on finding a chance to borrow the books to read late at night or find some excuse to visit the study room just to read the contents of the books she hadn’t read yet. Unaware of the constant gaze of a certain young lord. Despite having no reason to read the books due to her standing of nobility, the craving of knowledge of what could make the country better in general was hot fresh food in front of the hungry.

She wondered if others knew of her past would think that she had experience many things due to her age, but the past is the past and something that she had to remind herself that no one can know, especially if she still wanted her life. A fake Kimlasca princess fleeing into Malkuth territory and posing as a servant, both countries would view her as a traitor in one way or another. The secret would be buried with her to the grave, and she prayed to Yulia that the Gardios family would not come across her secret and turn her into Malkuth or Kimlasca.

When Natalia had turned to look at him as she had responded to  his question about the tour she was given. Green eyes watched the blond man pushed himself off the wall and offer to show her around if she was interested and not busy. A smile graced her lips even more as she felt grateful by his kindness but unsure if it was okay to spend more time with the man she was suppose to serve. Her mind was a battlefield with the pros and cons, and she finally gave her answer by saying,  ❝I would like to, but I am unsure if it’s okay for me to be shown the other areas that might be off limits to myself. Nor am I busy with any other responsibilities for today. ❞ She would love to accompany him, but she didn’t want to cause trouble for the young lord since he has been kind to her. 

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HE HAD BEEN taught from a young age the basic statement, ‘staring is rude’, but in this case he couldn’t help but get lost in thought while studying the new arrival, ( and at least, though he didn’t notice, she seemed to be at least partially lost in thought as well ). She had short, curly bobbed blonde hair that almost reminded him of princesses from story books, and thoughtful green eyes that resembled the grassy patches of the ‘secret’ garden he had found in this mansion, that he retreated to rather often. 

         Actually, had he been left alone for another five minutes with nothing to do except the task of reading that book, he would have gone there. Though he was rather glad this interruption came, he thought to himself before quickly snapping out of his reverie, since she seemed to be quite fascinating.  As perceptive as Guy was, he noted that it seemed she had read the book, but didn’t find anything suspicious ( like someone who was much more paranoid might ) that she had read it and was a servant, even if it wasn’t the norm. 

        The blonde leaned against the wall and smiled, his blue eyes brightening ever-so-slightly, as she gave almost the exact same opinion as his.  ❝ Agreed. I especially like the part where the author talks about food rations. ❞ But, Guy repeated the thought in his head, it became less ‘especially liked’ when it was his fourth time reading through. Maybe the goal was to have him be able to recite it from memory soon. But any thoughts of complaint, which in general were not ones the noble had often, barely had the time to surface before his attention turned back to Natalia. 

        ❝ You just recently started working here right? Has anyone given you a good tour? ❞

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       Natalia was taught the same concept about how impolite and unladylike it is to stare, but she couldn’t help but feel drawn to the lord she served, the son of the woman who took her in without questions ask. It felt strange for her to watch how she formed her words, since it would cause suspicion about from where she hailed from and who she was before she became Natalia a servant to the Gardios family. The voice that cries out to go back home to Kimlasca and wishes to be princess to aid her people was blocked out as she continue to recite mentally how her ‘father’ cast her away and labeled her as a traitor.

       The life of a servant was very difficult but every little thing she had she was grateful for and she continue to strive through the toughest of days where she has to be careful not to let on more about herself to anyone. Once her eyes finally left admiring Guy’s face, she had looked around the study room that was filled with books. It was about the same as her study room in her old life, her heart pang her of missing the textbooks she would read over and over without instructions. She read because she wanted to make the lives of her people better and not because of some teacher’s instructions.

       Remembering where she was at, she looked back at Guy who placed himself against the wall, leaning. If she cared for romance and a normal life, she would find this very appealing especially how the posture suited the man, and how it highlighted his slender body. Though she would admit he was very handsome and the way he held himself was very attractive as well. Shaking the thoughts out of her head as she attempted to recollect herself before her cheeks would turned red because of his presence. Natalia stood there listening to what Guy had said was his favorite part. Hearing his agreement to what she said, she couldn’t help but find herself comforted at the thought there was someone who shared similar ideas as herself. ❝I completely agree with you about the food rations. I believe the author mentioned about healthcare as well and how enhanced both the lower and upper class as well. ❞  

       When Guy had asked her if she had received a good tour, Natalia pondered over the question and tried to determine what made a good tour or not.  ❝Well, they showed me the areas that I might frequent due to my job, like the kitchen, the study hall, waiting room, and the servant quarters.❞

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       He internally scolded himself for opening the door so wide ( it had become natural instinct for him to open doors for others, though at times it gave way to problematic consequences. At least this time it only caused a slightly embarrassed look on his face ), but quickly dismissed the thoughts. His mind traveled to try and match a name to this ( admittedly attractive ) new face. And just when she introduced himself he realized who it was; the newest servant to the Gardios house, of whom everyone was speaking of. 

      The topics of gossip, though he didn’t participate in them himself, varied from questions of concern from where she was from ( since not much was known about her, apperantly ), to just how kind she was, and the topics he most often avoided like the neighboring noble boys commenting on her beauty. 

           ❝ It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Natalia. ❞ 

        Natalia. The name just barely registered inside his mind, the dull click signaling that he had heard that name somewhere before… But as to where he didn’t know. He was probably confusing world news with the constant chatter and gossip of Hod.  ❝ It is. It’s interesting, though the fourth time you read it it begins to lose it’s charm. Do you know it? ❞

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       From her life of seventeen years of being raised as a princess, she knew how word from the mouth tends to spread like wild fire whenever it’s baited by a certain way. She had hoped that she was able to void such attention, but she did hear murmurs by the older servants curious of why she haven’t disclose the information of where she hail from. From the looks of it, Lady Gardios has kept her promise by not revealing where she had found Natalia when she had collapsed nor the story she told the woman about where she came from and how she was in a desperate need of a new home since she had nowhere to go to.

       Lord Guy was truly a handsome male, his eyes shine with the brightest blue that would put the clear skies of Hod to shame, his tanner skin reminded her of the sandy beach she had once visited with Asch when she was growing up and how he said her name was truly beautiful and poetic even though he was not reciting any. Mentally shaking out her observations of how handsome he was, she reminded herself that she was a wanted woman in Kimlasca and in Malkuth’s eyes she could be possibly be a spy. With her past hanging over her like the dark stormy clouds, she pushed away with any thoughts of settling down with another person due to her inability of telling them the whole truth about her past, even though she had no idea about her real past only months ago.

       When he spoke, mentioning about the book that she had pointed out when she had set the tea down for the later afternoon studying, she held his gaze as she had forgotten that a servant like her shouldn’t have any interest in reading it and the only types of people who would have any interest was that of noble blood. Knowing that she couldn’t back down from her comment about the book, her eyes lower back down on the book as she pondered up a response before saying,  ❝I have skim through some of the pages of the book when I was serving another family. I found the subject very interesting and the author provides great insight of the eyes of the lower class despite being part of an upper class.❞ There. Hopefully he had taken the bait of her excuse of reading the book in question, though she truly did love the author who wrote it since it really did provide insight of what her people wanted the most and when she took some of the author’s ideas the people of Kimlasca was joyous. 

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❝ Then come with me to Malkuth. I’d welcome you with OPEN arms. ❞

                                                                                               “ Thank you, Guy ”  

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      Guy shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He should be focusing on the book         the had been assigned to read by the Gardios house’s private tutor, the one that was         currently in his hand, but each time he tried the words wouldn’t stick in his mind. He         wasn’t what most might call the ‘average noble.’ 

       While Yes, he liked reading and learning manners, but he much more enjoyed practicing        his sword skills and going out into the streets of Hod. The smell of groceries and the noises        of a lively market always made him feel more at home than the deathly quiet of conference        room. 

       And yes, he was polite and well-spoken, he didn’t like ordering people around harshly the        way other nobles of other houses did, and even some in his own house. For the most part        he liked doing things himself, and he liked actually speaking to and befriending those who        served his family. And there was quite a bit of rumors floating around about a new girl who        had just come to serve the Gardios family who he hadn’t had a chance to introduce himself to.

      His thoughts were quickly interrupted by the knocking on the door and he was half way through       standing when he said,  ❝ Come in, ❞ and realized that he wasn’t actually supposed to open the       door for what seemed to be a girl standing.  

           ❝ Ah, thank you. And if you’d like you can call me Guy. The rest               of the house does, for the most part. ❞

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She had not met the young lord despite serving the family for eight months now, but it was the first time being assign to any task that would cause her to meet him. Though from her understanding, he is a nice young man who treats his people kindly and very attractive. It reminded her of the time when she was still the Princess, she had treated her servants with kindness and she had did the same for all the people in the Kingdom. Shaking those thoughts out of her head, as she tried to remind herself that she was no Princess and that she is just a servant serving the Gardios family in Hod.

Hearing the young man’s voice calling her to come in. She noted that his voice was a little deeper, so he is older than her, but his voice sounded like the church hymns, shaking the thoughts out of her head, she cracked the door open before it all of a sudden open wider than she first opened it. Blinking in shock of what happen, she looked up and noticed the man. Her cheeks has a small tint of colored her cheeks. 

When he introduce himself, she smiled at him as she did a once over. The female servants was right about how attractive he was. Focus, Natalia! She quickly reminded herself as she set the tray down and bowed before him, introducing herself. ❝My name is Natalia, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Lord Guy.❞ Glancing at the table and noticing a book with a  familiar cover, she couldn’t help but commented,                                ❝Is that the Fundamentals of Lawmaking, you’re reading?❞

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