~The String of Fate~ discontinued... Well, continued on another account ??

Chapter 13:

He thankfully wasn't wearing black and instead was wearing the total opposite, he was wearing a white blouse with a bluish-gray vest on top with silver vine patterns on the vest.

A silver-framed, purple gem brooch attached to the collar with three chains leading to the purple, one-shouldered cape on which there was a similar star-shaped pin.

'... Now I get why he's so popular despite his personality.' I honestly already knew, I was just accepting it now.

But the moment Anartis's eyes landed on me, his face twisted up into one of disgust and hatred. Of course, I knew exactly.

It was because Anartis has always hated the color combination of dark green and black for whatever reason there maybe. Which were both the exact colors my dress was made off.

He also despised things that were too lavish, frivolous, and glamorous and brushed them off as useless and a waste.

And the reason my dress was legit sparkling was because I smashed up one of Sovine's necklaces, had Avis grind it, and stuck it onto my dress, with A LOT of effort.

And finally, Anartis loathed PEARLS. And my gown had a LOT of pearls.

"Well, then. We'll leave you two alone now to get to know each other." The duke suddenly declared seeming to have finished his endless introducing which I was definitely not listening to.

'Bitch what-' And just like that, he had already taken Avis and left me alone on the terrance with the tyrant who was supposed to be my executor and was very much disgusted by me right now.

'No... This is exactly why I spent all that time making this dress by hand...' That didn't make it any less scary though.

But I decided to continue with the act in light of all the time and effort I spent on this anyway. All I had to was act insanely in love with him and yeah, creep him out.

'Hold up- What am I supposed to call him...?' I spent all that time planning that night but forgot to ask just what the hell I was supposed to call him.

'Narry? Anar? Tissy? No, I don't think there's any possible pet name I can give this dude.' At least not a decent one, who the hell names their child "Anartis" anyway?

'Well, the longer I stay silent, the stupider I look, and the less efficient my plan is.' So I'll just call him your grace! He is the second grand duke of this empire anyway.

"Ah... Your grace, I apologize for my rude behavior from the other day." I at last turned away from the door to face the man who was now supposed to be my fiance.

"You mean when I came to visit your brother and you decided it would be a pleasant surprise to leave me to wait outside and even slammed the door in my face when you saw me?" Anartis questioned raising a brow at me as he crossed his arms over his chest.

'You don't have to rub it in you jerk.' But I couldn't really say that since it was true and because it would only ruin my whole plan.

"I... I suppose I just felt a bit shy after seeing your radiant beauty..." I brought my hand up to my cheek and made the most shy and timid face I could.

As I had practiced so many times in front of the bathroom mirror.

"... Pardon?" Anartis was grandly taken aback by this response, which made total sense. After all, we had never properly met before. But given his looks it was believable.

"You looked like an angel (devil) straight from heaven (hell), how could I not be taken aback by such beauty (I'd like to call you ugly but that would be a lie)? If only I had the heart (chance) to have been able to take in such beauty (without worrying about you killing me), I might not have run away back then... Alas, it can't helped that you're so (tyrannically) beautiful, but I have committed a very rude act against you that I deeply (do not) regret."

And so I continued reciting the lines I had memorized prior to this occasion. It was a very long and descriptive explanation of how beautiful he was.

And he was clearly weirded out by it by how we was starting to back away every time I showed any sign of coming closer to him now.

"Well, then." I glanced over to the tray which held two glasses on wine in it after I had completed my rambling.

I had previously asked Avis to bring this over and sneak it onto the side railing of the terrance after informing him of what had happened.

And he surprising agreed to do so. Why? Beats me. Do I care? Nope.

I glanced outside to see if the duke and Avis were watching as I had hoped they would be, and fortunately, they were. They probably also heard everything from the grossed-out look on Avis's face.

"How about a toast to show that we've made up- Augh!"I suddenly tripped on air as I was in the process of bringing the glass of wine to Anartis and "accidentally" spilled the wine on him.

"Accidentally". All over his white attire.

"..."

To be continued...

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