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.
Lost Sibling- Part 3
~263 chapters updated until now~
When the next day arrived, a councilman came to knock at the door of Nelson's house. It was the case that Leo had left in the hands of the other teams. A case where the magistrate had killed himself in Bonelake. Unfortunately, people weren't as skilled as his own team or him, therefore, they were seeking his assistance.
"It's been only three days and you men cannot handle a simple case?" asked an annoyed Leonard who stood at the front of the door where the councilman stood.
"Apologies for coming here, Duke Leonard. Councilman Lionel wanted you back in the case after the pressure that is falling by the villagers. They have been rioting in there without letting and traders pass," the man answered him with his head bowed.
Vivian who stood behind, Leonard listening to their conversations exchanged a smile with the councilman when he raised his head up.
"Please, Duke Carmichael," the man pleaded.