53 The Noble Knight of the Rule of Grace.

Nyx and Sabastian both were on the balcony, they were leaning on to the rails and were talking about Nyx's camping trip.

"8 of them?" Sabastian said casually, turning to Nyx.

"Nope, there are 3 others on the opposite side of the building," Nyx said covering her mouth faking a yawn.

"Hmm, that is troublesome. There are too many people." Sabastian replied, turning away from Nyx.

They observed the people Nyx has on her shadows.

These people are the bodyguards that Max has assigned to shadow Nyx, so they can protect her.

"Say, did they also go to the camp?" Sabastian asked.

He heard about the incident with the assassins. So if they were also there wouldn't Nyx's guardian know about what the Blood siblings are capable of?

"They didn't." Nyx smiled then turned to Sabastian.

"Aurora sent a note to them, which said the non-existent Blood bodyguards are enough to protect their Lady." It was a gamble that Aurora and Nyx made which paid off really well.

The bodyguards that were assigned to Nyx didn't question the authenticity of the letter. Because the letter contained the Seal of the Blood family Patriarch.

Aaron actually stole the special wax and made a duplicate of the stamp a week before the camping trip.

Nyx told the story about how Aurora forged the letter to Sabastian.

"Wow! You guys... Just wow!!!" Sabastian was really surprised at how courageous these three are. They actually have the gall to forge the Blood family patriarchs seal and bluff their way to camp without the Prince's bodyguards!!!

Shaking his head Sabastian was now currently thinking about what to do with their situation now.

Nyx needs to go to the orphanage, where the kid from the branch family of the Grace is, to recruit him.

They certainly can't go with the Prince bodyguards on tow cause its something to do with their secret organization.

"How are you going to explain this to your people, if I knocked all of them out?" Sabastian asked Nyx.

"Just write a note saying, 'I'm taking my fiancée out for a walk' or something," Nyx replied shrugging, after all, it's not her problem to solve now. Sabastian his 'DEAR FRIEND' volunteered for the job.

Sabastian sighed, then turned around and got inside of his apartment.

He soon came out holding a note.

Seeing the note, Nyx was stupified.

"You actually, made the note!!!" Nyx said with a surprised voice.

Seeing her reaction, Sabastian just shrugged and said.

"You said so."

Nyx shook her head and facepalmed herself. She took a deep breath and sighed then shrugged.

"Wait here, I will be back." Sabastian said before going inside once more.

Soon, she saw Sabastian outside, before he disappeared to who knows where.

15 minutes later, she got a message from Sabastian which read to meet him downstairs, and all the bodyguards have been dealt with.

She turned around and went inside the apartment closed off the door to the balcony then left the apartment after locking everything up.

She soon met Sabastian, who was drinking Coke while waiting for her.

"Want some?" Sabastian offered the can of coke he was drinking from to Nyx.

Taking the can she took a few gulps before giving it back to Sabastian.

"Now let's go to the orphanage, we have a train to catch," Nyx said giving a ticket to Sabastian.

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Julian Mathew Grace.

He is 17 years old, and he's an orphan.

He used to be part of the Grace family although a branch family, it is nonetheless part of one of the 23 Sacred noble families and clans.

He was loved by everyone in his family. He was a genius, everyone praised and had put their faith on?

*Tsk* Julian clicked his tongue, thinking about the past.

He was currently drawing a replica of the 'Old Guitarist' by Pablo Picasso.

A friend of his made a bet that if he can make a perfect replica of the painting, he will give his lunch money to him for the next 2 weeks.

He took upon his bet and said he will draw the painting in 2 days.

But he almost destroyed it, by thinking about his past.

He doesn't want to remember about it, as after his parent's death it was hell for him in that house.

His uncle became the branch family head and slowly destroyed his image by making everyone think he has gone crazy after his parent's death.

So after a huge discussion with the elders they sent him to an orphanage.

They can't do anything to him as he was the son of the previous branch head.

So they sent him to this orphanage here in Country O.

Actually, it was all thanks to the people indebted towards his father he was able to survive. His uncle wanted him to straight up kill him by hiring some assassins.

But those people did everything they could to save him, hence he was left here in this country away from home.

They convinced, his uncle to think that he was hailed a genius because of the Grace family resources.

So without it, he will be nothing. Since he was still a child back then, his uncle thought without the resources from the Grace family he would not be a threat.

So he spared him and didn't has to dirty his hands with someone, who isn't a threat to his position anymore.

Julian shook his head trying to discard all the thoughts of his past to concentrate on finishing the painting.

Soon, he finished it.

He stared at his work, although a replica it still gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

It was truly a work of art. Though it didn't belong to him it was an achievement he is proud of.

He grinned, ear to ear looking at his work.

Pablo Picasso is one of his favourites painters.

Julian loves this painting of his.

He, Julian is an art enthusiast. He has a deep passion and appreciation for arts.

He was admiring his replica and tried to imagine the original work in his mind.

He never physically saw the original painting in person but only seen pictures and videos of the painting on the internet.

While thinking he muttered out loud.

"One day, I will see the original painting. I will go to the museum and see that painting in person."

Julian sighed staring at the replica of the 'Old Guitarist'.

Suddenly, a beautiful voice was heard from behind.

"The purpose of art is washing the daily dust of daily life from our soul."

Julian was surprised! Hearing someone quoting Picasso.

He already asked the director of the orphanage to have this hall for himself just for today, so that no one could disturb him when he is painting.

He frowned, was thinking who is here to disturb him?

He slowly turned his head to his side and saw a beautiful young girl around 12-13 years of age.

The girl stood beside him and was looking at his replica of 'The Old Guitarist' that he just finished.

"And I'm sure you will." She said turning to face him and looking directly in his eyes.

A pair of beautiful cerulean blue coloured eyes were staring at his own dark brown eyes.

Those eyes felt like it was gazing directly on to his soul.

He felt exposed, empty and bare naked in front of those eyes.

Julian, he will remember this day for the rest of his life.

The day, he fell for someone who he will never be his.

Someone who will be the light of his world, someone who he will protect for the rest of his life.

For his 'Grace', he will be The Noble Knight of the Rule of Grace.