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.
What's going on? - Part 1
"Let me dress you up. The weather is cold and I don't want you falling sick. Your health is something we both need to look after," said Leo before helping her into the nightdress. Getting into the bed, he helped her fall asleep with his hand brushing through her hair and scalp lightly until her eyes which were already heavy had begun to droop down.
When she finally fell asleep, Leo was yet to close his eyes. He had successfully put his beloved to sleep but there were things that occupied in his mind. His thought going back to the time he had killed her parents. He didn't forget that night, every single scene and word which was spoken was etched into his mind.
The fear in their eyes flashed in front of him. Similar to the person who laid in his arms in the bed, he didn't feel the guilt. Leonard had been brought up with moral virtues by his parents on what was right and wrong. To follow the path where the sun shone.