Celeste tried to yank her hand away from my grip but I wasn't having it. She tugged harder, trying to free herself from my iron grip clutch. When she saw I wasn't letting go, she glared at . "Let go this instant."
"Only if you swear not to touch the boy." I inford her.
Celeste rolled her eyes, "No, he is a re servant that's what he is."
"What he is, is actually human, not soone for you to pass your aggression on!" I threw at her.
Celeste opened her mouth to speak but I let go of her, then turned to the boy. "Soone get him out of here, and make sure he has a proper bed rest." I ordered the rest of the servants who imdiately began to do my bidding.
"He is not going anywhere!" Adrianna suddenly said blocking his path.
I turned to look at Adrianna, not surprised she would chi in to this and I was just about to give her a taste of her own dicine when Killian grabbed firmly on my wrist. I saw him shake his head subtly at before he stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"How about we go away for a while Adrianna, and let these won handle it?" Killian said and Adrianna look like she was about to protest but Killian wasn't having it. He grabbed her gently and led her away.
The rest of the servants also turned to take their leave and eventually it remained just and Celeste and she looked even angrier now. Great, just when I thought I could avoid drama! I muse dryly as I stared back at her with a nacing look.
"What is your problem?" She suddenly yelled at .
"My problem?" I asked scoffing in disbelief, "What is your problem?"
It was Celeste's turn to scoff at , "I do not have a problem, but apparently you do. Ever since I stepped foot in this place, you've had issues with . Not acknowledging , only looking at when I do sothing and it's not even to correct , it's to make yourself feel even better."
Oh gods above give patience to be able to do with this. "Listen Cleste_" I said trying my best to remain calm despite what I was feeling on the inside, "I apologize if I ever made you feel that way but the things you do, I an slapping that servant for just spilling a re drink on you. You have to admit it's a little bit excessive and doesn't exactly paint you in the best light."
"So is that what gives you the right to judge ?" Celeste asked and I frowned at her, "I see you walking up and down, reveling in the little attention you've gotten from Reagan_"
"My lord."
Celeste arched a brow up at , "What did you say?"
I took a step closer towards her, "You will address him as my lord and not by his na, you do not have the right to that just as you do not have the right to challenge ." I said taking another step forward, "And one more thing, those re servants are my servants, not yours, they answer to , not to you! Rember that the next ti you decide to cause such drama!" I hissed at her before I decided to leave.
"You will regret this!" Celeste yelled at and I turned only to see angry tears rolling down her cheeks. "Mark my words princess, you will regret this one way or another!"
I arched a brow up at her, "Is that a threat?"
Celeste laughed, the sound empty and without humor. "Oh no, I do not dare, I'm just making you a promise, your highness." Celeste inford with a stiff bow before she left.
I was left standing alone, staring after her retreating figure with narrowed eyes. The words she said echoed in my mind, she had claid it wasn't a threat but a promise but from the sharp edge she said in her tone and the way she glared at , I could tell there was malicious intent in those words she spoke.
If that wasn't a threat, then I don't know what is! I thought to myself as I continued to stare at her. Heather ca to join , standing right next to with a wary look on her face.
"Well, I suppose that went well." Heather said and I turned to arch a brow up at her, "I'm just saying it could have been worse but thank the gods it wasn't."
Nodding my head, I turned to stare back at Celeste. "Yeah, thank the gods."
"I'd be wary of that one though," Heather warned, "She looks like the kind to take what she wants, maybe not directly but through devious ans and we all know what she wants." Heather turned to give a pointed stare.
Heaving out a sigh, I raked a hand through my hair "I wish I could have punched her in the face, or hit sothing though!" I said with a groan.
"I might have soone for you to hit." Heather said and I turned to look at her in question, "Well maybe not you exactly, but you know the other you." She added her voice dropping to a whisper.
I imdiately beca alert at that, "What's going on?"
Heather started walking and I followed after her, "It's due to the heavy taxes imposed on your father_" She said pausing to give a look, no doubt trying to gauge my reaction but I just kept on walking so she continued. "Lord Skarde is in charge of it, but he is collecting more than he is supposed to. The normal tax is killing us and now he is adding his own charges and anyone who don't get paid, he finds so other way to collect paynt from them.
Lord Skarde, why on earth does that na sound so familiar?
Sothing tells I didn't know what it was but I asked either way, "How?"
Heather looked around before she let her voice drop to a whisper. "It would best if we find sowhere more secure, so we can speak freely. It wouldn't be wise to talk outside, not especially when Lord Skarde is a mber of this household and also...."
"Reagan's uncle!" I finished suddenly realizing why his na sounded familiar.
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