Because the new day was half cloudy, the sun was not so bright when it penetrated the window of the inn.
The wind blew through the curtains. Bringing the scent of the rain that lingered overnight.
Cecile who was lying on the bed, slowly lifted her eyelids. Half consciously she stared at the ceiling that felt foreign. Of course she didn't forget that she had just run away.
Because she felt so sleepy, Cecile reluctantly rolled to the side and closed her eyes again. But suddenly she remembered what happened last night, she suddenly flinched.
The drowsiness just disappeared. Didn't she fall asleep with a stranger last night?
The thought panicked her to the point that she wanted to grab her hair firmly. But only she was on the bed, with a blanket that covers half of her body.
It didn't look like she was trapped with a stranger in a blanket, could it be that she had just dreamed last night?
Out of the blanket, her whole body was still perfectly wrapped in the white dress last night. Seeing all that, Cecile let out a sigh of relief.
Looked like she really had a strange dream last night. If she was trapped with someone in a blanket, shouldn't she have found that person now?
Getting off the bed, she walked lazily to the window. Pulled the curtain and raised her face outward. Immediately she was greeted with a charming morning view.
The sky might be a little cloudy, but it didn't dampen her enthusiasm for this new day. Seeing a flock of birds flying, it felt real and free. Cecile smiled as she stretched out her hand, as if she also felt the same freedom.
'And that freedom is real now!'
Taking a deep breath, the fresh air around was so pleasant. Cecile could enjoy the moist scent of the last night's rain.
Feeling the breeze of the trees, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it. This air of freedom she finally felt.
No more brushes to welcome the morning, no needles to embroider in her spare time, no literature to memorize, 'now what is there she can freely choose what she likes'.
Just as she turned around, the door to her Inn room opened. Someone appeared and without hesitation stepped inside. Cecile was stunned on the spot.
"Girl .. good morning!"
The man greeted her with a broad smile, almost accentuating his perfect cheekbones. Those pair of blue eyes glistened, as if seeing the light from a crystal. The man took a step further inside, spread the charm of an easygoing young man.
Was this real? That man wasn't the same as her dream last night? Cecile patted both cheeks a little hard. Those pair of rounded eyes were still gaping at the man who was getting closer to her.
Puk! A pair of hands firmly grabbed her shoulders. Cecile was stunned at the spot.
"Are you looking for me?"
The man was too tall, he generously bent his body to match her. His handsome face, it was like a seductive demon staring right at her. Cecile finally gasped and immediately pushed the strange man.
So last night was real? It was not a dream but real! Cecile seemed to want to curse her memory in her heart.
"You were the wark*r last night?" Crossing her arms across her chest, she glanced arrogantly at the man.
Her gaze was sharp and very bluffing. But in the eyes of that man, it was as if he was looking at a little girl who was sullen, that was really cute!
Just like that the man was grinning.
Squinting her eyes, Cecile desperately wanted to strangle the weird man at the same time.
"Miss, aren't you so rude calling me a wark*r? I have a name ..."
"You jump into a girl's room in the middle of the night, if it's not a wark*r then what? Must it be a stray cat?"
"Pfft ..."
"You now even impolitely enter through my door without permission? Did your mother never teach you ethics?"
The man finally stopped laughing. He looked at Cecile with a new light. This girl was extraordinary. Although she grumbled at length but that did not detract from her image.
Her every move was graceful and perfectly arranged. The style she threw at her gaze was bold and sharp.
Such stature is not possessed by ordinary people. It must be the result of a long treatment from a respectable family, where did this girl come from?
"Please forgive this young master for the sass he did" The man bowed his body a little reluctantly. With one hand attached to his chest. Like that he carried the honour aura of a young nobleman.
"Miss .. are you willing to forgive this young master?"
"Young master what? You wark*r get the hell out of my room!"
Grumbled Cecile. She was very upset. She really wanted to fly her legs to kick the man out. But for her elegance and coping with draining too much, she generously endured it.
"Girl how can you act so cruel by throwing me out? I even came with good intentions"
By putting on a pitiful look, it expressed an oppressed man. Cecile had to give a thumbs up for his almost impeccable acting talent.
"What good intention?" Asked Cecile indifferently.
"I bought bread for your breakfast. This inn doesn't provide food at all, girl don't you thank me for my kindness?"
The man then put a packet of bread on the mattress. Then he generously smiled at Cecile as if he was saying 'am I not an understanding man?'
"Miss-girl, miss-girl .. stop calling me like that! I'm Cecile"
In the end, Cecile was tired of continuing to argue with the man and chose to make peace by introducing herself. She nonchalantly stretched out her hand, the man was a little amazed by the change in her mood.
"I'm Arthur!"
After that Cecile immediately withdrew her hand. "Yes then you please go! I'm very grateful for the bread"
"Cecile .. do you return the milk with tubal water?"
"If l do, why? It's up to me not on you!"
"You heartless girl!"
Cecile had lost her temper. She immediately pushed Arthur out of her inn room. And a staff member just appeared at the door. Seeing the two of them, he was a little dumbfounded.
"Ah, this ... this man entered the wrong room. Can you help me by bringing him out?"
"No! I stepped into the right room, you don't have to do it" Argued Arthur.
Cecile immediately became angry and prepared to scratch the man. But a sentence from the inn staff made her forget her intentions.
"Miss, is this a picture of you?" The man who was the inn staff handed her a picture. Cecile accepted that doubtfully and right when she saw it, she was dumbfounded.
"T-this.. how this possible?"
"So is that you?"
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