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.
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The little girl sat in the garden staring at the blue flower which had bloomed even after the treacherous rain that had poured down in the time of morning leaving the ground wet and slippery at some parts of the land. She looked at the blue rose which was beautiful as the night itself, it's magnificent color standing out from the rest of the other plants that surrounded it even at this hour of the day. It was the time of night where the guests had occupied the halls and some part of the ground mansion due to which she had come to see the beautiful rose. Slipping away from the crowd was none other but her friend, Levi who called her,
"Josie!" a little boy called her from behind making her turn and look over her shoulder to see the blonde-haired boy walking to where she was as a piece of food hanged from his mouth which was undoubtedly a loaf of bread, "What are you doing here instead of in there?"