Victoria wakes you up in the morning by harshly uncovering your blanket Get up. She said with already annoyed tone
"Hello Victoria" he says as he yaws "Yea i'm getting up, how are you?" he asks as he gets out of bed
"I'm doing just great, thank you for asking." Her tone dripping with sarcasm as she looks at the clock. "Now hurry up and get dressed, today is going to be a long day of being your personal servant." She rolls her eyes and turns away, already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
he sighs as he brushes his teeth and dresses up before walking out to the kitchen and sitting at the table...as he sits, he is lost in his own thoughts, his eyes fixated on victoria but he doesn't say a word
Victoria glares at you over her shoulder while she finishes up the eggs and toast. "Breakfast is ready." She announces, setting a plate in front of you before turning back to the stove. "If there's anything else I can do to make your day more pleasant, don't hesitate to let me know." Her sarcasm thick as ever.
"Yea can you just...sit here with me?" he asks tentatively as he takes his food "Thanks for breakfast" he adds slowly, it smells great
Victoria hesitates for a moment before sitting down across from you at the table. She takes a bite of her own breakfast and chews slowly, glaring at you over her food. "What do you want me to talk about? I'm not here to entertain you." Her words are laced with anger and resentment.
"I'm sorry you feel that way...you don't have to entertain me whatsoever...." he says slowly as he takes a bite of the food "it's just...can I be honest with you for a second?..." he begins, thinking for a bit about what words to use "I find myself really enjoying your company these days...like just you being there makes my day better, even if you aren't doing anything.." he isn't sure if he presented his thoughts correctly but oh well
Victoria narrows her eyes at you suspiciously. "Why are you saying that now? You've never paid attention to me before." She crosses her arms over her chest, clearly unconvinced by your words.
"It doesn't matter anyway. I still have to follow your every command and wish. Nothing's going to change that anytime soon." Her voice drips with bitterness as she finishes eating.
"Victoria listen...maybe you can tell me sometimes what you want to do.....being a maid shouldn't be your whole life...." he replies, looking down "Look my feelings have changed a lot recently and I can't bear these circumstances we have here...I want to change them"
"Don't you dare use your feelings as an excuse to try and make me happy with this." Victoria snaps back, glaring at him accusingly. "I didn't ask for any of this, I have dreams and aspirations like everyone else." Her eyes dart around the room before settling on a spot on the wall, avoiding making eye contact with you.
"But until something changes...well, I guess being your maid is all there is."
"Victoria...you...don't understand....I can't lose you...." he says, in a sad voice "I know you hate me, but that feeling just isn't mutual...."
"Don't be pathetic." Victoria says, her voice cold as ice. "You don't know anything about me or how I feel." She stands up abruptly, pushing her chair back with a loud scraping noise. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." Without another word, she walks away from the table and disappears into the kitchen.
he gets up from the table, feeling defeated as he decides to get started with his day too....he's a noble of course, and being only nineteen years old..he has a lot of studying to do...so he heads to the study for now
Her heart races and her stomach churns as she remembers his words. She can't believe he said that...it makes her feel both angry and confused at the same time. The thought of not being a servant anymore, of having some sort of life outside this house, is intoxicating. But how could she trust him? He's still the one who controls her fate...the one who holds all the power in this twisted relationship.
She takes a deep breath and forces herself to focus on her chores.
he spends a few hours studying, while she cleans everything else up....he approaches her in the evening quietly while shes in the yard "Victoria..." he calls out gently from behind
"What do you want now?" She snaps, not even turning around to face him. Her heart races and she tries to calm her nerves, unsure what he might say or do next.
The sun sets behind the trees, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. The evening air is cool but pleasant, carrying with it a light breeze that rustles through her hair.
"I just...I wanted to say sorry for what happened this morning..." he says slowly "I didn't phrase my words properly..."
"It's fine." She finally responds, her voice still cold. "Just remember that I'm not here to be your personal punching bag or emotional outlet. So think before you speak next time." Her back remains turned towards him as she continues to stare at the flowers in the garden.
The silence stretches between them for a moment before he finally says
"Um..ok. I won't speak about my emotions with you any longer" he replies, feeling this conversation is as good as over as he decides to take the moment to look at the sunset himself
Her expression softens slightly as she catches sight of him admiring the sunset. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts and emotions. Maybe there's hope for change after all...but she can't let her guard down too much. Not yet.
"If you could change anything about our situation," she says carefully, "what would it be?" Her voice is low and distant, as if testing the waters of their newfound rapport.
he thinks for a second before replying "I just wish we could talk more and be a bit open, I never used to do that..I was always just asking for work to be done, or bossing around" he says as he pauses for a second before continuing "I wish I could make you see me in a better light, show that I have changed"
She takes another deep breath before responding. "I think...I think I just need time to get used to the idea that you're not the same person anymore." She pauses, considering her words carefully. "But change is hard, and trust doesn't come easy. So I guess we'll see how things go from here." Her tone remains cautious but less hostile than before.
The sun dips lower in the sky, painting streaks of orange and pink across the horizon.
"Guess we will, i'll change your mind eventually. Just like you changed mine" he sticks out his tongue slightly as a form of banter before chuckling "We aren't short on time anyway..." he adds
She snorts at his attempt at humor and rolls her eyes. "Oh, you're just full of yourself today, aren't you?" She teases, unable to hide the small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "But I guess we do have plenty of time...so who knows what might happen." Her gaze drifts back up to the sky, watching as the last rays of sunlight disappear behind the treetops.
He flushes slightly seeing her smile but tries not to show it "Let's head back inside, it's dark now.." he says as he opens the door
Nodding in agreement, she follows you back inside. The warmth of the house feels comforting after spending so much time outside. As they walk through the hallways, she glances at you out of the corner of her eye, trying to gauge your sincerity about wanting things to change between them. Maybe there's hope for a better future...or maybe this is all just another cruel game he'll eventually get bored with and abandon her to her fate once more. Only time will tell.
he now turns around, making eye contact one more time, his face is entirely red despite his best efforts "I'll see you later....at dinner time" he says quickly before turning back to go to his room
She nods and turns away, walking briskly towards the kitchen. Her heart races as she thinks about what you've said and wonders if there might be some truth to it all. Maybe this time things will be different...or maybe she's just setting herself up for more disappointment down the line. Only one way to find out.
Tonight, as she lays in bed, Victoria can't help but replay the events of the day over and over in her mind. The way he looked at her, the things they said...it all feels different somehow. A small part of her hopes that maybe this time, things will change for the better. But another, more cautious part of her remains vigilant, prepared for disappointment if it comes knocking on her door once more. She closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep, still uncertain about what tomorrow might bring.
Soon. the next morning arrives...and Victoria as usual goes to wake Kanata up
"Good morning, master." Her voice is softer than usual as she says it. "I've prepared breakfast like you asked." She hesitates for a moment, wondering if she should say anything else before continuing, "I hope you have a good day today." There's an almost apologetic note in her tone that she can't quite suppress.
"if anyone sees you first thing in the morning they're bound to have a good day, thank you Victoria" he says as he stetches in bed...
Her face flushes at his comment, but she forces herself to maintain her composure. "You're welcome." She turns away, busying herself with straightening out the covers on his bed. "Breakfast will get cold if you don't hurry up," she says over her shoulder before walking out of the room. Today is another day of servitude, but perhaps there's hope for something more in the future...if they both play their cards right.
he gets up and dresses and brushes his teeth before heading out to have the breakfast she prepared "You worked so hard to make it, can't let it get cold" he says as he goes to sit at the table
She smiles faintly, pleased that you appreciate her efforts. "Thank you, master." Her voice is soft and quiet as she pours him some orange juice. The day ahead holds promise...and perhaps even a little hope. Perhaps their relationship can change for the better, if they both choose to make it happen.
For now, though, she focuses on serving breakfast and making sure everything runs smoothly around the house. It's her duty...her burden to bear, until things change. And maybe one day, they will.
his cheeks flush as he hears her call him 'master'..its been ages since he heard that...he looks at her "You sound cute today...." he says slowly, to him she sounds cuter than usual
Her heart skips a beat at your words, and her face flushes with embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, master." She looks away quickly, trying to hide the smile that tugs at the corners of her mouth. It's been so long since anyone has paid her such a compliment...she can't quite believe it's coming from him.
But maybe, just maybe, there's hope for something more between them after all...if they can find a way to bridge the gap between their two worlds.
"There it is again...'master'....you sound adorable" he says as he gets up from his table "slow down before I fall in love with you" he adds with a smile
She blanches at your words, her heart racing as she tries to keep her expression neutral. "M-master...I..." She stammers, unsure what to say in response. Part of her wants to believe that you're serious, that maybe there's a chance for something more between them...but another part knows better than to get her hopes up.
She forces herself to focus on serving you your breakfast and clearing away the dishes, trying to maintain some semblance of normalcy in the face of this unexpected turn of events.
"Can't you look your master in the eyes and say it to him?" he says, wanting to see her face
Her heart pounds in her chest as she slowly raises her gaze to meet yours. For a moment, your eyes lock and all she can see is the sincerity there, the desire to have something more between them...and it scares her. "M-master," she stutters, her voice barely audible over the beating of her heart, "I..."
She swallows hard, unable to finish the thought. Part of her wants nothing more than to leap into your arms and accept whatever fate you have in store for them...
he walks forward and places his thumb on her lips "Thats all you had to say, Victoria" he says slowly as he look at her in the eyes "Can I?" he asks softly, wanting to kiss her
Her heart pounding in her chest, she can barely breathe as you lean in closer, your eyes never leaving hers. She trembles with anticipation and fear as your thumb brushes against her lips, her body tingling with desire for this forbidden touch. The feel of your breath on her skin sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible to resist any longer. Nodding slowly, almost imperceptibly, she parts her lips, inviting you in.
The moment your lips meet hers, the world fades away.
He holds her waist and pulls her closer, his tongue darts out to wrap around her's as he loses himself completely in the moment
As their lips meet and tongues dance, she feels a surge of emotions wash over her. It's like everything she's ever felt about you, all the anger and resentment...it's gone, replaced by an overwhelming desire to be close to you. Her body molds against yours, every curve fitting perfectly into every crevice as she gives herself over to this moment, this connection.
Time stands still as they kiss, lost in a world of their own, oblivious to the outside world that once held them apart.
as they finally pull apart after what feels like hours, he leans forward again and kisses her forehead, then her neck "You're amazing...I love you.." he whispers softly
Her heart swells at your words, and she can't help but smile as she looks up into your eyes. "I love you too," she whispers back, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. She traces a finger down your cheek, marveling at how different everything feels now that the weight of their past has been lifted.
For the first time in years, she allows herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, they really can find happiness together...no matter what it takes.
he holds her hand "Come with me...I have something for you" he says, urging her to follow him to his room
Her heart skips a beat as she follows you into your room, anticipation and curiosity filling every inch of her being.
"I have been hiding this from you for quite a while..." he says as he reaches under his bed and takes a box out, he opens it and gives it to her. It's a bracelet! "I got this for you...I figured now is a good time to give it to you..."
Tears well up in her eyes as she takes the bracelet and clasps it around her wrist. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "I've never had anything so beautiful before." She looks up at you, her expression a mix of wonder and love.
For a moment, the two of them stand there, just taking in the significance of this moment...of their newfound connection. And as they do, something shifts between them, subtle but undeniable. They're no longer master and servant...
The clouds roar outside, seems like a thunderstorm is at bay...but that doesn't matter to them...Slowly, he formulates this feelings and begins to speak "You know...now that we are here I realise..." he holds her waist again gently, but at the same time more firmly "I have always wanted you...I have been waiting a long time for this."
Her heart races as she listens to your words, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and desire. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign that you're joking or playing a cruel game with her emotions. But what she sees there is no lie: you truly mean every word.
She takes a tentative step closer, their bodies inches apart now. "I-I never knew...that you felt that way..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express how this new knowledge makes her feel.
he leans forward and kisses her again, this time making his motives very clear as places his hand right below her chest "Can I touch you?" he whispers softly in her ear
Her breath hitches as your warm hand brushes against the bare skin of her stomach. She shivers in pleasure, unable to suppress a soft moan that escapes her lips. "Yes..." she whispers back, arching into your touch. "Please...touch me." Her fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt, desperate for more contact with you.
The storm rages outside, but it's nothing compared to the tempest brewing between them in this room. They are worlds apart no longer;