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Caught

Emilié heard enough and went back to the other side.

Leevi hadn't notice her missing even until now, because of the whole switching back and forth and he was now busy playing with his friends and even when the friends of his noticed her absent, they did not tell him that since they were scolded for playing with her.

Even when their parents weren't in their part of the ballroom, they keep their ears wide open for any situations that may happen there.

Afterall, the heirs of every powerhouse in K country was gathered on one point. If any of those children were hurt it would follow with disastrous consequences.

But even when Leevi didn't notice Emilié missing, Valentin did.

Exactly, this was what she was waiting for, an opportunity to separate Leevi from Emilié, to have a pick on her and spent up all this pent up frustration and agitation and have her well deserved revenge.

It was Emilié's fault that her desired party wasn't possible and now she had to endure all this rabbit rubbish in every corner. She found those rabbit and bunny eyesores really childish.

What was Emilié, three years old or what?

If Emilié knew about Valentin's thoughts, she would refute her fiercly back. 'Three years old, no! But five in body and 22 mentally and princesses wouldn't have been more mature, you self obsessed brat!" But alas, she didn't know about her thoughts and refused talking.

And actually, this was Sasha's instruction, to organize and decorate the ballroom like that and not Emilié's request. Valentin was blaming Emilié with no rhyme or reason.

But that's not all what made her hate Emilié. Because of her, her mommy was crying and constantly being in a bad mood.

Just yesterday, Bethea was angry at Valentin, for she had not played the violin how she wanted it to be. At the most difficult juncture she played a crooked tone and was nagged for an hour, before she had to resume that part and repeatedly play it again until she mastered it flawlessly.

At least on her birthday, her mommy wasn't mad anymore and even praised her looks.

Emilié was walking in and Valentin who was constantly watching the entrance noticed her at once.

It was the right opportunity to drag her away and get her revenge. Emilié was alone and unprotected.

Valentin nudged her friends hinting them to follow her.

Going in, Emilié first wanted to go to a secluded table to have her peace, but three girls and two boys cut her path. Before comprehending what was going on, one of the girls grabbed her by the hair and pulled it down, giving her a sharp pain that traveled to her scalp.

'Khhgg', yelped Emilié. What was going on? Bullying? But what did she do?

"Shhh, be quiet or I will pull all your hair out." Said the girl menacingly, who held her.

It was Valentin, the others were startled by the following events, but children are from nature on mischievious and daring, if they find something interesting, why should they back off. They were excited, if Valentin did that, doesn't that mean they can bully this girl too, this would be the best way to relieve pent up stress and make themselves feel superior.

Furthermore, their parents have influence and keep them out of trouble, they were young, but had their advantages in society all carved in their minds. THEY ARE ALMOST ALLOWED TO DO EVERYTHING! That is what their immature brains know and act on.

So like goons they followed Valentin, dragging Emilié into a secluded hallway. Emilié couldn't defend herself from them, afterall, she was caught by her hair and was to weak to struggle out of her grip.

Staying her whole life indoors doesn't make you strong, your body development slows down, your body condition weakens and you will be prone to illnesses. Emilié was like a NEET in child form, only thanks to Claudia's nursing was her complexion rosy and healthy, otherwise she'd be in a worse shape.

Valentin led them stealthily to a secluded path where there was a side room. That room was for times people wanted to rest in peace.

They were successful staying out of sight until they reached the side room. A male servant with glasses noticed them.

"Young masters, is everything ok?" asked the glasses guy, eying this group of kids.

This was a secluded place. What were the young masters in front of him doing here?

"Everything is fine." Valentin, immediately put on a sweet smile. "We are a bit fatigued from playing around and wanted to relax here, thank you for your concern." How can she let herself be caught one step from getting her revenge. She got to shake off this nuisance.

He realized it was his young miss, the pink dress and crown made it easy to notice. "Oh, is that so young miss. Would you like me to bring refreshments to enjoy it with the other young masters?" He inquired.

"No need." Valentin refused. "We would really love to be left alone, please do not disturb us any further."

Not having the slightest clue or suspicion to Valentin's evil scheme, the glasses guy said "Yes young miss", and turned around going away.

Emilié slightly panicked, she would stop him if she could, but the pain on her scalp was hurting her. And every tiny move she made the pain grew stronger. Emilié had the feeling that, if she truly was successful holding him back, Valentin would rip off her hair as retaliation for her attempt.

All this time, Valentin didn't let her hand loose from Emilié for even a second, for fear that she would run away when she lets her guard down. She held it as if her life depends on it.

So Emilié again had no chance to escape this escapade of Valentin's.

Valentin didn't immediately went in the room, she stood there a while and followed with her eyes the man servant, until not even a shadow of him was to be seen. Now checking once more that no one was present, she shoved Emilié in the room.

A crooked smile played on her lips. 'Ha ha! She will finish off this fool mentally and physically and by the time she is finished with her, she will now who has the final say in this house! Hmpf, she should stay low like the dog she is!'

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Hmm… my mind is blank... -_-

… so nothing from me, just enjoy

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