Bambi and the Duke
Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.
Blood, lust and tears- Part 2
They sat in front of the fireplace of Leonard's room or was she supposed to call it their room? wondered Vivian to herself. By the time she had returned back to the mansion, all are clothes and other belongings has disappeared from the room she was residing in since the past few days. The drawers were empty and so was the cupboards, making her worry until Jan had come to note her on the small change that had taken place while they were out.
The chair that they sat on was a single seating one but it had enough to space to have another person that Vivian sat with her back laid against Leo's chest as they read a book in hand. They had done it before and this was just turning to a sweet habit. The fire and light were warm in the cold weather where it was heading towards Winter.