As the girl disappeared from my sight, I headed confidently toward the garden led by Letty.
"My plan is simple and great."
I chuckled to myself.
'The original Kelsey never went to the academy… so all their meetings with Christian took place behind closed doors. Although the affair in the estate was an open secret, none of their reputation was tarnished … as no one officially knew about it.
But now the situation is changing! This time I'll make sure the spectacular romance takes place on the big stage! That the secret romance that affirmed their love this time should be a forced marriage as a result of public humiliation… so that they do not even know the concept of happiness… hehehe…. '
As I played the details of my devilish plan to myself, we reached the garden.
'Let's see the male protagonist… although based on how beautiful Kelsey is, he has to be at least a fucking Greek god."
The table was under a huge poplar tree, and a black-haired figure wearing a dark blue vest underneath with a white shirt, sat with his back to me. As I approached him, I greeted him with such a smile on my face that my eyes were almost completely narrowed from my facial muscles.
"Chisrtian! Welcome!"
After a little curtsey, I hurriedly took a seat. That's when I just looked at the "groom."
Christian looked at me with his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide. Like he saw a ghost. And then…
' My goodness! That good damn life! What is this? '
My face could have fallen on the table… because if anyone saw… ever… a beautiful male specimen, well it was him. Black, perfectly combed hair, bright blue eyes, characteristic striking features… Flawless snow-white skin… From the admiration for the unreasonably perfect man what woke me up was the feeling of something cold dripping down the edge of my mouth.
'Fuck! I can't believe I'm actually drooling! '
I quickly reached for a napkin.
"Maybe there's something wrong, Christian?"
I asked, a little embarrassed.
"Not… everything is in the greatest order… Ashley."
'Ah… that was it… Ashley always called her fiancé as young Lord or Lord McRowan… well… now …it doesn't matter anymore…'
"You look stunning."
The man stood up and stepped closer to kiss my hand.
"Thank you."
I smiled. The sight of the handsome man was embarrassing.
'I have to pull myself together… I can't fall for him, he's the enemy! I need to divert my attention from his wonderful face… '
I slapped myself in my imagination and then reached for a cake, but then a little thing appeared…
'Shit… why are there so many forks? And this many glasses…? What is it for…? huh… I have no recollection of etiquette rules! '
I turned pale. It became clear that I only received the body, no other secondary knowledge or memory…
'In stories like this, the protagonist always gets the memories, or basically intelligent… waaa…. now what should I do? '
"Why don't you taste this almond cake, this is your favorite, isn't it?"
Christian put another creamy cake in front of me, which was insanely desirable… but I had no idea which cutlery I should start with… so I had to save my face.
"Really nice of you, but I don't like almonds."
I smiled cynically as my heart broke for that pastry masterpiece.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"No problem, we can't know everything about each other."
I waved generously.
"And how are the fencing lessons going? This year, you can finally take part in the Light Day competition. "
I was looking for a theme to get past the food theme, and I knew that Christian had two main interest, one was swords and the other was horses… so, with a mild spoiler, he won the tournament…
"Well, yes I did find a great instructor. They say that the Crown Prince was once educated by him. "
"Oh, just not Sir Langdton?"
"You've heard about him?"
Of course… the only character in this wretched book who turned away from Christian, when it turned out he had an affair with Kelsey… he was a real, honest, fair knight.
"Of course, his right hook is famous, and his swordsmanship techniques… he's called blue steel because of his hair…"
"Yes and…"
Since I knew his interests, we easily chatted through this one hour. Eventually, I sent him away, faking a little headache.
So on second thought, it's no wonder Ashley couldn't let go of Christian. He is truly a perfect gentleman… the only man who has ever treated her with respect… or at least to a certain point. Too bad there is no emotion in his eyes… as if I were looking at two beautiful glass balls.
"Letty! Did you prepared the carriage? "
"Of course miss!"
"Great, let's go then I have to save the world before the shops close!"