KNIGHT.

   ❛   yes you did   .   ❜   she hummed sweetly as she gently put the small brush to his nail   ,  ❛   i asked you what color you liked most   ,   then asked you to sit down   ,   and now here we are   !   ❜   the girl did enjoy messing with him but she never did give him any detail to the situation   (   as per usual   )   ,  ❛   be happy that it’s not a corset this time   ,   nail polish isn’t painful   .   ❜

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『♛❞ ——    ❝ I haven’t thought about it. ❞      Typically he wouldn’t be required to,  his privileged social position alone enough to override any misdeeds of his and eliminate the risk of facing their repercussions.  Furthermore,  Princes didn’t trespass.    

They merely paid unannounced,  honorary visits to choice establishments of their liking.  Tonight it’s an art museum.  Soma gives his partner in crime’s sleeve an insisting tug,      ❝ Does it matter ,  as long as we are not harming anyone ??     Help me find a way inside ! ❞ 

The maid was one close to witness a beautiful china tea cup slipping away from her hands right into the sink and crash in little pieces as the impressive scream reached all the way to her ears. Fortunately, she did manage to save the situation, at least one of them. She made a run for it with a frenetic expression of worry.

“ Yes young master Edward?!!! Are you alright?? “ her words came out fast and filled with confusion, then a pause. Cockroach, COCKROACH ?!  “ A WHA—!!! I-I mean fear not y-young master Edward, I-I can handle this! “ in actuality, she was just as scared as the young man but she must ease her young master’s fear first, then take a moment for her. She proceeded to take a broom in her hands and peak inside the bathroom, scanning for the small unpleasant intruder. God, she really doesn’t want to enter that room.

             he is SHAKING like a baby, usually he doesn’t hate bugs but cockroaches were just so DISGUSTING that he couldn’t help but fear them, especially when they took their dreadful wings and started flying over his head. the mere THOUGHT of it made him want to SCREAM. however, he realized he was putting too much PRESSURE over paula without even thinking if she HATED them as much as him. no, no, no-- this is not how a knight acts!

              a sudden change of TEMPERAMENT got over the blond’s body, looking determined to go inside and MOVE that cockroach away because there was no way in the world he COULD kill it. “wait, paula!” he yelled, his arm in front of her as he started with his HEROIC act. “i’ll take it!!” and so, he decided to step into the room, but as soon as the cockroach fled...

despite the subtle feeling of fret Edward’s words were unwillingly letting out – perhaps due to genuine surprise, a question did still haunt the firm woman. that he didn’t have much free time to dedicate to a critter, well, it was obvious – while it was his impending duty to fully concentrate on his education as much as he could, in order to pose a rightful Knight of Britain. so where was the idea coming from ?  his sister’s influence… or was that hunch of a feeling Frances could sense, in fact, and once again, correct ?  only one way to find out.

‘  And where is this cat you’d like to keep be… ?  Do not tell me it’s a stray.  ’  

          for a moment, he actually started QUESTIONING why his mother asked so many questions. he just wanted an animal, always wanted a pet since he was kid but never was allowed to, or rather, he was afraid to ask because he knew chances were high of getting a negative response. and he stayed silent for a second, thinking that maybe she didn’t see him as capable of taking care of a cat, mostly because of his condition as FUTURE marquess. he had a lot of responsibilities, and adding another one wasn’t exactly the best idea either. but when has he ever speak his mind about something he wants? this is probably the FIRST time he does it.