* clack, clack, clack*
The sound of a lady's heels, clicking upon the marble floor of the palace was heard.
"My Lady!,my lady!-"
A sound of a middle age man spoke.
"I'm not marrying you, EVER!"
The girl screamed while hastening her pace, the voice of the man faded away, as the girl stumbled in the soft grass of the garden, that was in the palace.
"woah..so..so pretty..!"
She spoke out, she ran across the field of grass, until she found herself surrounded by heaps of roses, it's myriad of colors was mesmerizing, the girl leaned in to pick a flower...
"do you like roses, too?"
A cool, and deep voice spoke out behind her
"hiik!, i was just looking i swea-"
The girl stuttered, only for her nervous rambling to stop as she turned around to meet the gaze of the person behind her.
°OH MY GAD SO HANDSOME SOOOO HOTTTT°
"pfft.."
"you'll pierce me with your gaze, you know?.."
*gasp*
"oh my, my apologies!"
The girl stood up, and held her skirt up her side and bowed.
"my deepest apologies, for my behaviour last moment..sir..?.."
She spoke with an elegant tone, her confused remark last sentence made the man smile.
"Lord Salsburgh, and your name, madam?.."
"Oh..uh..Yvette Arielle Weirs..that is my name, Lord Salsburgh.."
The man stared upon her with an unknown gaze, Yvette's mind was confused.
"is..is something wrong, my Lord?.."
"oh..there is no such thing..how about we go for a stroll, my Lady..?.."
The man extended a hand to Yvette, Yvette reluctantly took it and they went for a walk across the halls of roses, Yvette can't help but admire it's beauty, that her attention focused solely on it.
"Ahem.."
The man's cough diverted the attention of yvette to him, instead of the roses.
"yes, my lord?.."
She asked.
"Tell me something about you..my lady.."
Yvette thought about it for a moment, then talked to him.
"I like flowers, my lord..their vibrant colors..their fragrance..oh their so lovely..!"
Yvette spoke with an enthusiastic tone.
"and also-.."
"YVETTE ARIELLE WEIRS!"
The two stopped their track as a shout was heard.
"Oh no..!.."
Yvette instinctively ran, but stopped and turned to lord Salsburgh.
"Well, my Lord..i will have to end this walk of ours..for i have business to tend to.."
She smiled, before the man can speak, she held her dress up-high and ran to the opposite direction of the angry screams.
"Heavens..ah..huff..that girl is going to be the death of me..!"
A woman who looked to be in her 40s exhaustedly walked past the man.
°That girl..interesting.."
The man chuckled at the sight of the girl running away, then turned to walk away.
-To Be Continued-