The Lady leaned against her armchair as she sorted out the documents on her desk. After going away for a week, her paperwork has piled up and she was busy. And the one thing she cannot be bothered with is the guest who intruded her palace so suddenly with no invitations or warnings whatsoever.
The man was dressed in a mixture of pale blue and white clothes. His jet black hair shined under the sunlight and with a fan in hand, he wandered around the palace. He has a pale complexion and a slender figure which gives him a very feminine appearance. His clear blue eyes observed his surroundings as he tried to look for the mistress of the place. He had made a tedious trip just to visit that little kitty of his but nobody came to welcome him at the door. He had entered the place without telling her but that is because he felt that they were close enough for him to visit without any formal announcements or anything of that sort.
However, that person could not be found anywhere. He had even wanted to check her bedroom but the maidservants guarded that place with their lives so he could not enter. Given their close friendship, she should have come out and welcomed him the moment she sensed his presence but he has been wandering for half a day and still that little thing did not appear in front of him.
He huffed in mock anger as he continued to wander around the palace as though it was his home. His kitten is really making him walk the entire mansion to find her!
As he walked, the servants who walked passed him would bow in respect and the female servants would cover their faces as they blushed upon seeing him. He was tired of searching and decided to just ask around. His narrow eyes glinted mischeivously as he gestured for one of the female servants to approach him. The female servant's face turned beet red as she stumbled closer to the man.
The man bent down to her ear and whispered, "where is your mistress?"
The female servant shivered slightly when she felt his breath on her ear. She was a pure young celestial who was trained from young to serve. Never had she come so close with the opposite sex and never had she met a man with such beauty. If he were to ask her to kneel down and worship him, she would do it without question nor hesitation. He was truly fitting of the phrase, beauty that could bring down countries.
"In her study, my Lord." Smitten by his beauty, the servant forgets that she was not supposed to tell anyone where her mistress was today because she is too busy to deal with guest and answered the man's question. Actually, the servants are not supposed to talk to guests and are to keep a low profile. Carry out your orders and do not step out of your boundaries. These are the simple rules that all servants are taught from the moment they stepped into the mansion. However, who could blame the young maidservant?
The man straightened up and gave his thanks with a crooked smile which made her collapse onto the ground with a flustered red face. He then starts walking towards the study where the owner of this palace has holed herself in. Although this pretty face of his has caused him countless troubles, he has to admit that it is useful sometimes. He grinned ruefully as he hastened his steps to find his little kitty.
The servants stationed at the study got a huge shock when the doors of the study burst open with a bam. They looked over to see who was so brazen to kick the doors of study open and were stunned by the beauty of the culprit. The Lady, however, had no reaction as she continued to sign her documents. Seeing that his great entrance gained no reaction from her, the man sulked a little before he entered the study.
"This is not a very good way to welcome the great me who have come to ease your boredom," he stood in front of her table and slammed his hands down, hoping to gain some reaction. Even if she gets mad at him, it is still a reaction. The servants stared at the man in awe. It was no secret that the Lady's temper is not of the best and yet, this man dares to openly provoke her this way. Does he not fear death? They trembled in fear as they waited for their mistress's angry to wash over the entire study.
The Lady threw him a glare. His slam had made her ink topple onto her hand and her documents. He looked at the mess he has caused and offered a sheepish grin before removing his hands from the table and hid them behind his back. He then snapped his fingers and her table returned to their original state. Only then did she remove her glare and returned back to her work.
The man sighed in relief and gave up on disturbing her. Although technically he cannot die, he does not enjoy pain either. As the Lord of Hell, the Lady has plenty of ways to make his trip here painful and he would prefer not to have that. Even with their close relationship, she would not spare him one bit so he'll be a good person for once. Giving up trying to attract her attention, he found one of the couches nearby and randomly chose a book from a shelf near him. Settling himself down comfortably, he began to read as he waited.
By the time he waited until the Lady was done with her work, the day is almost over. The Lady stretched her shoulders after she puts down her pen. They were numb after she maintained that sitting position for the entire day and now they are beginning to hurt. It reminds her of her days when she was Empress and had to go through the household management documents. Accounting books, warehouse supplies list, the list goes on. Furthermore, it is not a normal household. It was the Imperial Household.
Everyone thinks that being the Mother of the kingdom was to live a life of luxury and enjoyment of her high status and authority. Nobody thinks of the workload that comes along with that status. With power comes responsibility. That was a phrase everyone knew but everyone seems to forget the weight of that phrase when they fight for the position. At that time, she didn't want to climb up to that position. If not for her circumstances at that time, she would have never entered the harem selection. She would have retreated back into the countryside and lived a simple life. But heavens forbid such a happy ending. How unfortunate.
"Finally done?" The man sat up properly from his lounging position the moment he noticed the tension in the room relax.
"Why are you here?" The Lady threw him a fleeting glance as if he was not worth her attention.
"Is this the first thing you ask of me after not seeing me for so long?" The man whined. He threw the book aside and hurried over to her side. Placing his hands on her tight shoulders, he lightly massaged her shoulders. The Lady closed her eyes and slowly relaxed as she enjoys the massage.
The servants that still lingered around the study could feel their jaw drop. That man just causally touched their mistress! Their mistress who hated it when anyone touches her, who preferred to bath alone with no assistance, who would punish anyone who touches her things, is letting a man of unknown origins massage her shoulders?
"Being an elemental god must have been quite relaxing," the Lady gave an offhanded comment.