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.
Written papers- Part 2
Vivian stood at the far corner of the crowd of the hundred candidates who had come to take part in the annual examination of the council so that they could be part of the law. She looked at the crowd, a mix of human, vampires and pureblooded vampires had come to attend it in the hope to be able to work for them.
If someone had asked her a year ago if she would be standing anywhere near the council she would have stared at them for their ridiculous question but now that she was here, she calmed down her nerves. There were no women, not even one single one of them which only added to her nervous wreck mind. It didn't help when men stared at her with a sarcastic look of what she was doing here. The pureblooded vampires didn't mingle with others as they considered themselves to be too high to talk to creatures who belonged to the lower status.