This wasn't the schedule William Johnbones had for Elixia. He wanted to train her in battle, politics, economics and Etiquette, but Vistuler kept stealing her when the time for etiquette classes was on to her own etiquette class.
Often times, they would eat without me. They seemed to getting use to each other and loving their companies.
"Vistuler you stop. You've applied enough on my face". "Shut up Elixia. I'm almost done". "It's not like I'm going to a royal ball". Elixia spoke on the reason to have such make up on. "You can't even be there". Vistuler said while concentrating on what she was doing. Elixia removed her hand slowly and looked shocked at her. "Why can't I be there?". "Noble children are to be seen at the palace when they come off age. And we are both underage".
"Huh". Elixia made a sad face. "I wish we could twist the hand of time for a while to the future and come back here to the past. I really want to showcase your skill". Vistuler laughed at her comment. "You haven't seen your face". "But I know you will do a perfect job".
Vistuler smiled softly as she was choke by Elixia's praise. Silent soon followed as Vistuler continue with styling of Elixia's hair and make up on Elixia's face.
"Alright, I'm all done yh can walk to the mirror now". Vistuler gave way for Elixia to see her reflection in the mirror.
Elixia gasped at her reflection. "I look different". She turned to Vistuler to say. Vistuler laughed. Elixia turned to look at herself again.
"I look wicked. Too many black and red".
"I made your best colours dominate your face".
"Yeah, I love red and black, but don't I look scary". She turned to look at Vistuler.
Vistuler held her laughter and shook violently. "I will like to show it to father". Elixia suggested. "What?!". Vistuler asked in shock with her eyes wide open. Elixia looked at her questioningly. "Don't you want to show father your work and how you beautified your sister?". "Of. Of course I want to". Vistuler stammered out. "Let's go then". Elixia smiled and that made look more scary.
The eyebrows made for Elixia was hard angled eyebrow. That opened more her eyes. the eyeliner pencil was so thick. With much contour applied on her nose was so prominent that you could see her nose glittering from a far distance. And much blush on her cheeks. Then finally, The red lipstick applied was made know through a glance.
"Father". Elixia called. A woman who was having discussion with Johnbones. Stood as though she was fast forwarded and ran behind Johnbones. Elixia wasn't bothered about her as her business was with her father. Johnbones stood wide eyed.
"Elixia". He called and swallowed hard. "What, what happened to your face. "I applied make up". Elixia stated simply with a smile not knowing it worsened the case. Vistuler stood behind her holding her laughter as she had already turned red. She the way the woman behind her father looked at Elixia in fear. She just couldn't express her excitement as she didn't want to kill Elixia's spirit.
"Vistuler did it for me". The call of her name brought her back to the present. "Right, Vistuler?". Elixia looked at her as she questions and Vistuler nods and looks at her father. "I did for her". Johnbones could do nothing than to nod looking everywhere as if searching for something. "Love". The woman behind Johnbones called his attention.
"Could you tell her to wash it off. She really looks scary". She said closing her eyes pretending to be scared. Vistuler looked at each other having a disgusted expression and looked back at her. Johnbones used side eye to look at the woman behind him so he didn't notice their expression. When he looked back at Elixia and Vistuler, they wiped off the disgusted look and smiled.
"Vistuler help Elixia wash it off". As they were about to turn to leave, Elixia asked "Won't you score her first showoff". "Show off of what?". Johnbones asked calmly. "Of her skill. The one she is learning presently". "She tried a little". He said and indicated the extent with dimly closing his eyelids. "What are you saying love? How could you say a little?". She asked as she held his cloth to face him to her. "She did excellently well. At least she is the youngest gothic make up artist". She laughed and Johnbones smiled.
She was obviously doing this to piss off the girls, but they didn't give in. They just turned to leave.
Johnbones is a very handsome man, with gentle looks. Every woman that stumbles upon him or catches a glance of him can't help but fall for him. The girls couldn't understand why he chose her.
HER OF ALL WOMEN!!!
"There are other women more beautiful than she is. With courtesy. Why will he chose her of all Women!". Vistuler spoke as they walked in. Elixia just looked at her indifferently and walked to the bathroom.
"I can't stand her anymore. There is got to be a way which we could use to send her off and never coming back. There must be a way". "We could bring up ideas, okay? But first come wash this off". "Hold on, I'm trying to think here". Elixia didn't stress as she walked out of the bathroom and had her seat.
Vistuler paced to and fro and Elixia munched the apple in her hand. "Anything?". She asked. "Not yet". Vistuler replied still walking to and fro disturbed. Elixia took another bite from her apple. "Elixia stop it. As you can see I'm thinking here". She tried not to let out her frustration on Elixia. Elixia dropped it and watched her keenly as she continued in her normal motion.
Soon, she stop and faced Elixia. "You're just seated there. Aren't you thinking of anything?". "Wash this off my face first". Elixia sounded authoritatively and gave off a suiting facial expression. "Okay, let's go".
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"I expected the girls to be at the dinning, but no traces of them". The woman spoke as the entered the dinning hall. "Gruticent, you care so much about them". Johnbones took her knuckles and kissed it as he spoke. "Gives you more reasons to marry me". She said as he kisses her knuckles. Johnbones immediately droped her hand and look to another direction. "They are going to come". "Did I say anything wrong?". Gruticent asked as she walked to meet his face. "Gruticent, marriage is early. It shouldn't be spoken about now. The girls barely accepts our relationship. And you talk of marriage?". He said the last sentence and scoffed.
Then he walked to the table. Pulled out a chair for her and the next one for him. They both had their seat. And the maids served them.
"They would, if speak out more frequently about our marriage". "You can't be too sure of that". "I'm totally sure of that". "And what makes you sure of that?". "What makes me sure is because I know you've spoken to them on our relationship". Johnbones just shook his head looking at her and face his food.
"Wait, does that mean you haven't told them?". Johnbones didn't reply but went on with food. "You haven't, right?". She asked again. "You should eat we can discuss this later. "Answer me". she stands and bangs her hand on the table.
"Gruticent you are trying to create a scene. Stop it. I told you we could discuss this later". He spoke calmly as he stares at her.
"I would create many more, if you don't answer me". "Have your seat". He said as he placed his focus back on his food "Answer me". "I didn't. Now have your seat and eat your launch". He said as he looked up dangerously at her with calm voice. "What do want them to see me as Johnbones?". "Stop being dramatic and seat". "They will see me as a harlot. Who their dad is having fun with". She held her chest and looked scared. "My girls will never think of such". He spoke calmly and continued eating. "A harlot who wants to own their father. Take control of his every action and everything that belongs to him". This time she placed her hand on her fore head and tears rolled down. "Then do not make it obvious". Johnbones stands and slams his hand on the table. She stares at him in horror and confusion. "What do mean Johnbones?".
"Don't make it obvious that you are interested in my riches, the powers I hold. When you are just an ordinary harlot. Your only difference is that specific people can have you". "Why are you saying this?". "Because your guilt was making you confess in front of me. Just because I haven't informed them doesn't mean they would see you as a harlot. I won't see you as a harlot". "I had stopped it a year ago". She spoke almost whispering. "And this triggered your fear". She started to leave hurriedly as she couldn't take it anymore.
All the maids and servants watched them. It was so embarrassing. "Leave". His word paused her. "And never return. Neither should you send messages". He ended his sentence not looking into her direction.
Tears rolled down her eyes more and she ran out.