11 The Princess of the Amaranth (1/2)

The journey to the Amaranth fief from the capital takes seven days at most in a carriage. It is one of the largest fief in Idalia, having five cities in its territory. Surrounded by two notable mountain ranges: the Nephele Mountains where the gemstone mine owned by the Amaranth Duchy is located; and the Zeru Mountain range, the stronghold of the warrior tribe Athos.There is also the Guthrie Plains which is known for its windy climate,past it would be the Aegean sea.

Chalice had been reading about their fief while she was waiting for her father back in the capital. But information from books are far from the actual situation, so Chalice would rather visit these places herself to know more.

The days of travel put Chalice on edge. She felt as if she was about to rot, that or she's about to turn into a full blown sloth with all the lazying around that she does. There was nothing of interest that happened on their way. Chalice was even wishing that they get too meet some bandits along the way. Unfortunately, such mishap missed their convoy. The endless juggling around of the carriage added to Chalice's dismay.

All these frustration were vented on a certain effeminately handsome knight, who is almost about to cry with all the bullying his she-devil of a master did.

'Oooh. Midget Levi is happy.'

Chalice smirked when she saw Levi's obvious sigh of relief when they entered the premises of the Amaranth estate. It was silly of Levi to think that she would stop just because they have arrived. It was too fun to irritate him.

'But I'll let him off for now.'

Chalice took in the imposing manor slowly coming to their view.

'It's even more majestic than when I last saw it. I should have stayed here than in the capital. This place looks a lot more fun.'

Chalice alighted from the carriage and directed her eyes to the people waiting in front. William, a sprightly middle-aged man was in front accompanied by a younger one.

No. It was the other way around. Looking at it closely, Chalice realized that it was not William who is at the head of the servants.

'Strange. I thought William was in-charge of this place.'

Chalice approached them and straightly went in front of the person at the vanguard.

'An evildoer! This guy is an evil evildoer.'

She exclaimed in her heart.

'Unfortunately for him, I'm already immuned to his kind. Tsk. Tsk.'

Chalice smiled wickedly as she drew her face nearer to guy. Completely unaware that the people surrounding them let out audible gasps, while her knowing knight facepalmed at her actions.

'My lady ah, you haven't had enough of teasing me for a whole week. Do you really need to vent on a poor guy immediately upon arriving?'

Chalice's eye narrowed as she reveled at the man's handsome features. His hair was darker than the night sky, with a face sharp and serious. His nose perfectly resembling that of a greek god. Lips so luscious that Chalice had to admit she's alarmingly tempted to kiss him senseless. But amongs all of it, what blew her away was his familiar blue eyes. It was similar to that of Lucy's. Except his shade was a lot lighter, a chilling icy blue.

Then it dawned on her. This was Lucy's brother, Luke. She could see a resemblance between them, though slight.