Duke's Daughter Margarita Frost Reporting for Duty

Emely is Amazing

Cough*

X looks back and see Three blushing on the side.

X sighs and give him a juice.
Then walk away without saying much.

"Wait."
Three stops him with a small voice.

X looks back.
"Do you need anything?" He asks.

"......I want to apologize for punching you. It is not proper of me."

X chuckles.
"The Duke gave me the ointment so it doesn't bother me. Is that all?"

Three pouts.
"Yes."

X blinks and his smiles disappear.
"You see..." he made a step forward but sees Three wary eyes.
He stops his advance.
Rubbing his arm he looks down with a flush.
"I'm sorry. My Miss forced you to come."

Three shakes his head.
"I did wrong you first."

X smiles.
"About my confession........"

Three looks up and see X's troubled expression.

"Can you pretend it didn't happen?"

"......sure."

X stares at Three.
He sighs and laughs.
"That hurts a bit."

Three pouts.
"What do you mean? You are the one who said to forget!"

"Hmm...I have no choice." X said blushing.

"No choice?" Three tilts his head.

X nods.
"I mean....I want to see that cute smile again...But if I don't give up on liking you, I feel like you will never show it to me again."

Three opens his mouth then close it again.
He looks away.
Pouting slightly.

X smiles.
"I'm sorry for putting you in a tight spot because of my selfishness."

Three nods.
"It is a bother."

X chuckles.
"Sorry."

Three looks at X and his charming smile.

"You....Yourself......"

"Hmm?" X tilts his head.

Three snorts and looks away.
"You yourself has a beautiful smile. Mine is just so-so."
Then he march away.

X flushed red as he sighs and block his face with a palm. Support his weight in the table.
"When you told him you will give up, he will make your heart skip." He chuckles. "I am not a masochist but his torments are worth it."

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"Margarita, I want to sleep in the same room with you. Please?" Emely said.

Margarita chuckles.
"No."

Emely blinks then she pouts.
"Why not? Aren't we bestfriends?" She said whinning.

Margarita rubs Emely's hair.

"You all know that when I was a child, alot of evil people try to abduct me. Creep in my bedroom like a phantom.
Since then, I become unable to sleep with anyone near me at night. It brings the past trauma." Margarita said as her eye lashes flutters and her eyes became misty.

All the noble ladies encourage her not to worry and pity her.
Emely clenched her fist.

Emely sadly starts weeping.

"I...sniff** can't believe how insensitive I am. I-I am really sorry." Emely said as tears drips her eyes.

Margarita wipes her tears with her napkin.
"Do not cry so easily. People will wonder if your eyes are made of tears." Margarita softly reprimand her but it was said teasingly like how friends do it to each other.

The others laugh too and tease her.

"Right. Right. You always cry." One noble lady said(innocent joke).

"Actually Lady Emely, I never seen you not crying in any event. Is there a way to cry without reason?" Another one said(this one is malicious).

Emely slightly widen her eyes in bewilderment.
Then she pouts and snorts.
"I am genuinely concern.

"Awww~~
I hope Lady Emely stops being genuinely concern." The other noble lady said. "Cause it is irritating. Hohoho." (This is definitely malicious).

Margarita chuckles.
"Ladies, do not make fun of Lady Emely. She is just born weak."

Emely laughs with the rest.

The mask is crumbling***