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CCI. A Kind of Friendship
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Look At Me, Oneil CCII. Like A Paradigm Shift
It felt like forever before Prince Louis left the chateau. The long wait even worsened when her grandfather told her that they can just talk about it tomorrow since he has to study about a thing he wouldn’t even like to tell her.Essi sighs upon seeing that their house is in a cycle again where when she needed to talk them, they do not have the time. If only it is easy to ask Miss Mansha about why did she get herself involved in the opening of the case even though Essi’s grandfather never showed any interest about it. She could only wait for the morning to talk to him.Essi was sure that she won against the alarm in the routine of racing against time. She was sure that she woke up by 7. She hurried herself again for the time to talk to her grandfather.“Madame? Are you looking for something?” one of the cooks who were retrieving some of their utensils asked.“Did you see my grandpa?” Essi was disappointed on not seeing him in his bedroom.“Sir Arlelle went out early in the morning, ma
Look At Me, Oneil CCIII. A Careless Exchange
The Grand Rest House of the Emirvas in Bordeaux may seem ordinary in the outside. Yet, the inside was a testimony of centuries-old genius of art , palatial magnificence in gold and royal colors and a right home for the royals extending overseas. Imagine that the purposes of this rest house is for noble things, diplomatic intentions and royal decisions. Yet, Essi went here again for the second time with a purpose ever so irrelevant and lowly compared to others’. So Essi remained polite and friendly, deeming it important to set aside that purpose first to be revealed somewhere else within the vicinity to at least not violate the any norms in the rest house.To simply put the dinner, it was delightful. Unlike what she thought, there were no eyes that have to watch on her while she talk with the two royals. It feels like a usual dinner with new friends and business associates.“It seems like you know each other very well, Essi and Louis,” Lady Imeldine commented. “That’s good. That’s very
Look At Me, Oneil CCIV. Trouble with the Ring
When Essi left, Louis turned to his aunt with a bittersweet smile. “I made sure that she is sent back home safe, your highness,” Louis said. His aunt gazed at her with a knowing look. “So you found the ring?” she asked. “Yes, but it didn’t mean that I could take it back, right?” Louis replied. “It suits her very well. As if it has been made specially for her.”“It makes sense. Because my grand-aunt, Princess Alice, looks like her.”“That’s not what I mean.”“How else should I take it dear? You know that it is a dire violation to take back what you already gave as an oath of reward,” Lady Imeldine said. “But do not get me wrong. I am not blaming you. I’m just wishing that you are not getting upset again that of all the things that you just simply mentioned to make as a compensation, is the ring of my grant-aunt.”“I wasn’t bitter about the ring itself,” Louis uttered. “When I agreed with his highness to go with you here in Bordeaux, it was because I found the one that I was searchin
Look At Me, Oneil CCV. Rings of Rivalry (Part 1)
No matter how Oneil paraded himself that he can do this easily, he slightly admits in himself that it was rather the opposite. How can he tell Essi about the ring? How would she feel about it? Perhaps, knowing her, she might rather ask for a replacement that is something he can afford. But where can he proceed for a cheap ring? Essi’s relatives mentioned for some other time that the jewelry gifts that he presented must be authentic and of high value because Essi is allergic to fake jewelry sets especially when it is about gold. Their concern was pretty understandable because he witnessed how Essi got rashes when a district prize of the championship she won was a gold necklace but with a high contamination of nickel. He must find another one but where can he begin? The jewelry pieces of his mother are now all pawned. The best ring that he thinks Essi truly deserves was almost a hundred thousand Euros. Maybe if he could get something in Aurora that is somehow affordable, then that would
Look At Me, Oneil CCV. The Value of the Ring (Part 2)
Essi’s preparation didn’t last for an hour. But she took a white ribbon and made it her bracelet and accessory of her left arm, perfectly in line with the silver side of her dress. Her appearance were perfect both for drama and attention. That’s what she wanted this time and only for now. It wasn’t a genius stunt but by this, the insignia would become more noticeable.She went out from the chateau by the grand staircase. All the people beneath the foyer and those outside the courtyard saw how a princess descends to join with them. It feels like the dinner of the investors became her second birthday celebration for the year. From the sea of people, she saw Louis and Oneil. Both of them were looking at her direction, too. She didn’t smile. Her eyes are just staring at Oneil for a few seconds and then she joined in greeting the visitors formally. They proceeded to the event proper with Mr. Arlelle as the one who leads the opening remarks.Since the dinner was meant to be a festive event
Look At Me, Oneil CCVI. Meeting The Maestro (Part 1)
The event last night was never a shame. It was only a true test of a fire, in front of many people, in a clash of priorities. It was a piece cake for Essi because Louis’ attempt to rival with Oneil was just a false dichotomy. There wasn’t even a real competition at all. Even if the issue would revolve around the ring, does that matter?“I never expected that Louis would do that in our dinner party,” Matteo said. “And what does he think about Essi, that she can easily exchange everything else for the ring?”Essi only shrugged. “Now I understand what my great grandma must have felt when they were wedded but do not have a ring,” she said and glanced at the most remarkable piece inside the entire chateau. It was the painting of her great grandparents whose center item was a pocket watch. Essi’s grandpa kept the pocket watch but the story on how the love story of these great grandparents remained strong amid wars and troubles, in the lack of the ring, they abounded in love. Now, she unders
Look At Me, Oneil CCVI. Formalities and Letting it Pass (Part 2)
When the prompt for writing kicks, it is sometimes hard to stop the feeling of typing it all. But when Essi got done, she was unsure on how she should continue her article. Because there was something missing about the details of the maestro. Until she remembered what Marco’s wife said when she asked why is it okay for them to look.“It’s just like our twins are also cheering for him.”Essi’s tears escaped from her eyes. Now she’s doubting if she should tell his story. She tried to call Oneil and glad that he had also picked up.“Why? Are you alright?” Oneil asked because it is still not yet 11PM. It means Essi must be still working for something. “But with all the curiosity that Essi has, she hesitated in asking.“Come on, you can tell me,” almost pleaded because when silence starts to answer, it means a bothersome case.“Did Sir Marco ever tell you that he would like some people to interview him? He’s quite famous as a master jeweler.”“You were inspired to write about him, is it?”
Look At Me, Oneil CCVII. A Royal Compensation (Part 1)
It was surely a grave offense that Louis made only to stain the reputation of the house of the Emirvas. But Lady Imeldine couldn’t even make greater punishment against him by sending him back to their country because he would face more grievous repercussions from the entire royal clan concerning the ring. After all, she has compassion to this lad who was also alike to her, almost impossible to receive the crown. He is but a royal and yet has to live in a manner that could promote his name despite the absence of the crown.So Louis was grounded in the rest house and every inch of his move was under Lady Imeldine’s strict supervision. When he tried to beg to his aunt that maybe he could go with her to talk to Essi, she glared at him.“Isn’t it enough that you made a careless work here?” she snarled. “Louis! You even brought shame to our family in front of the Paulssons.”“I’m sorry,” Louis cried out barely having any sincerity since he said out of annoyance to his aunt’s endless squawk
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