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contractoroz started following you
Upon seeing the boy, the duke cursed under his breathe. Dropping his head slightly and tapping his cane. He didn’t even dare to look at his son nor even acknowledge his presence right next to him. “…Tch.” A small smirk escaped through his lips as he turned away and walked passed through the blonde boy not even taking a single glance.
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tsunrabbit started following you
“If it isn’t the blood-stained black rabbit.” The duke let out a short laughter as he looked at the small figure of the brunette in front of him slowly approaching, walking towards her. “Or should I say… Miss Alice?”
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bocchanslittleservant started following you
“Hm?” The duke gazed upon the noirette, the little servant of that thing. “What do you want?” He asked coldly, tapping his cane on the floor, waiting for the little boy to answer. “I don’t have enough time to fool around with you.”
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lady-vessalius started following you
Upon seeing the familiar looking woman, that glorious blonde hair who looks graceful and beautiful at the same time, those stunningly pretty emerald orbs, that lean and firm body and that warm and kind smile. Everything about her was still the same. Everything that he fell in love for were still there.
Everything about Rechelle never changed.
The duke shrugged a little, tapping his cane and lowering his hat and head faced down. He couldn’t face the woman he once had delightful times right now, at his state and after everything.
“Rechelle…?” He began, voice a little husky and low. “This is impossible.”
He cleared his throat and remained still as to where he was standing, silence engulfed the whole place, a very deafening silence.
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vessaliusotaku started following you
”W-wait!” Isla lunged after the man, and then paused as he realized how inappropriate an action such as that would be. Although he was altogether shameless, he still possessed basic manners in society.
“I-I apologize, Duke Vessalius, but I would like to speak to you.”
“Hm?” The duke turned around and tilted his head to the side while taking a slight glance on the shameless looking man. “What can I exactly do for you, Mister Yura?” He asked. As the duke, he needs to be polite and accommodate the needs of every visitor whether he wants them or not. Ah, nobility.
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mad-hatter-xerxesbreak started following you
Ah, you’re that servant of the Rainsworth household who also works in Pandora. Xerxes Break, is it?
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thepaperfanwillgetyou started following you
What a lovely meeting. Not. Sharon had watched him only to keep a close eye on the Duke, knowing how his mere existence was giving both Gilbert and Oz a hard time. She didn’t know exactly what he had done to the boys, but there was no way she was going to ask, mentionning the man made them wear faces that would give her nightmares and headaches for weeks. She didn’t frown or glare however, twenty three years had been enough for her to know when to act like a lady and keep her composure. She smiled and bowed at his greeting, speaking no words and keeping silent as politly as she could. He seemed quite annoyed to see her. Which somehow made her happy …. Not that she showed it of course.
It was like a hysterical way to say it but the duke actually realized that the young Rainsworth wasn’t actually happy to see him but she kept still and silent with that smile of hers that he’s sick to see to every woman he encounters. Frauds. Useless women who only wants to get close to royalties. Instead of saying anything to him, she only smile politely which annoyed him. Of course, he didn’t show it too for respect. He is the duke after all, he must keep his image clean and must show respect to his fellows. And the Vessalius dukedom is in good terms between the Rainsworth dukedom and he doesn’t want to ruin it just because of Shelly’s annoying daughter who provided shelter for that ‘filth’ of a son of his. Making him think that it is his son makes him shiver in disgust. This is a waste of time. The duke thought as he tapped his cane and nodded to her to show respect once more. “Tch. Another one from their company.”
The duke Vessalius started to walk pass Sharon while saying his final greetings to her, “It’s a pleasure meeting you here, Lady Rainsworth. Send my greetings to your mother.” And with that he completely went on his way.
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curious-little-one started following you
“Hn, what are you doing here?” The duke’s voice sounded cold as though he didn’t recognized that he was talking to his own ‘son’. What is this thing doing here? He smirked, tapped his cane and lowered his head in order for the toddler to not see his face. “Hah, I thought I left you along with the maids? What are they doing not performing their jobs of keeping this thing?” The last sentence almost sounded really harsh and cold as the duke started to walk away from where his son was not minding to take a glance.
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gilbertbaskerville started following you
My, my, my. And look whose here. Isn’t it Gilbert, the adopted son of the Nightrays and our previous servant. Aren’t you suppose to be with that filth of a thing? Aren’t you suppose to be cautious for leaving that thing behind? He might be killed or I might drag him down to Abyss once more.
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What an unworthy type of event. I have no time for it.
…Valentines, that is.
