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.
To be Slave- Part 1
Vivian walked between Nicholas and Leonard on the clean pavements of the sidewalk of the Isle Valley. A smile on her face, she walked with a straight backbone, believing herself that she was born this way without the maid's status in her name.
They had head out early in the morning, therefore, there were fewer people on the streets to look at the woman who walked between the Lord and one of the Duke of Bonelake. Vivian was a new face, not being a frequent visitor of the valley, the store owners and the people who were there wondered who the lady was to be walking between two esteemed men of their lands.
"Tell us again why did you tag along?" asked Leonard as they walked on the quiet street where it had been not more than two hours since the sun had grace on the lands on this fine day where they had come to shop for the Winter's ball.