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.
My wife- Part 1
With Vivian's clothes that were lying in the guest room which she had been given since turning from a maid to a lady, Leonard had asked a maid to fetch her clothes to his room while asking Vivian to go ahead and use his bath.
Leonard being the male heir to the Carmichael's lineage and being the sole son of Mr and Mrs Carmcihael, his room was fancier compared to the rest of the other rooms. And this included his bath which was connected to the room. Vivian who had been naked as she sat up on the bed, she had taken all the covers in her hand to wrap it around her body. Too shy to step in the light in her naked self in front of him, she had taken the opportunity to get in the bath when Leonard went to the door after wearing his pants and a shirt which laid on the chair which he didn't bother to button.