Mystery Of Love Chapter 1
Maxwell Fairchild was an able bodied person though not always suited to play the role as butler for his mistress. He was balancing three plates already, literally one in each hand and one on his head an astounding skill not even the acquainted Julius Konzern could perform.
Maxwell was young yet short for his age. His skin was perfectly pale, his hair was platinum and amazingly fluffy soft earning Maxwell the endearing nickname 'Cute little fluffy boy butler.' His hair was long as expected of those who were born into or worked for the prestigious Kaiba family. With poofy bangs and strands falling over his shoulders you could say it was comparable to a well groomed poodle's coat. Maxwell also had big blue eyes filled with innocence and the willingness to please.
Oh how Maxwell's mistress despised blue eyes. No one knew why but for her adorable servant she made an exception.
"Maxwell, someone is at the door!" His mistress called from another room. Maxwell didn't bother to question why she would be unable to answer the door herself. The boy butler set the dishes onto the counter he had only been juggling a moment ago to fetch the door.
"Nice to see you Maxwell." Maxwell looked up to a tall handsome man and his equally beautiful wife. "Where is my daughter?"
As soon as Maxwell's mistress heard her father's voice she came running into the foyer. "Daddy! Mommy! I'm so happy to see both of you!"
"There's our little princess." He kneeled down to hug her.
Her father Aeris Kaiba head of the Kaiba family, the business and their fortune. Mr. Kaiba maintained a youthful appearance. He had silky hair that shone like the sun's rays on a spring day pulled back in a braid extending past his waist. His eyes were a deep brown like fine chocolate.
"I've missed you, Angel." Her mother smiled.
"I've missed you too."
Her mother Angelica Kaiba head female of the Kaiba family. She supported her husband allowing him to make all the big decisions while she stayed a step behind. Mrs. Kaiba was as beautiful as an Angel on earth and named her daughter after herself. Her hair was a lovely shade of red, the sides pulled back and pinned in place while the rest of her hair cascaded all the way down her slender back hitting at the knees. Her eyes were amethyst that shone like the gem.
Naturally their daughter took after them. Angel took after her mother's appearance though. The young mistress shared the same sparkling amethyst eyes full of imagination. Her hair the same shade of red and just as long. Maxwell often had trouble styling his mistress's hair for events due to its length. Angel's personality was more like her father. Angel wanted to do things her way, she wanted to take over the business or even start one of her own. Even if she could be stubborn and persistent Angel still loved extravagant, shining and expensive items.
"What brings you here? I thought you two were busy on business." Angel wondered.
"Well," Mr. Kaiba glanced at his wife then back at his daughter. "We have something important to talk about."
"Before we do," Mrs. Kaiba began gently taking her husband's arm. "Let us take tea first."
"Maxwell would you prepare tea for us?" Angel looked at her fluffy haired little boy butler.
"Of course." Maxwell bowed before turning to leave for the kitchen.
"Honestly Angel when are you going to get yourself a real butler?" Mr. Kaiba noted.
Maxwell could hear him and always knew Mr. Kaiba was not fond of him as Angel's servant.
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As Maxwell attended to the task of serving tea to the wealthy Kaiba family he could feel Mr. Kaiba watching closely. Then as the boy began pouring the tea Mr. Kaiba placed a hand on his head as if petting Maxwell like a dog.
"Look at this hair." Mr. Kaiba's hand sunk into Maxwell's pale fluffy hair. "You need to get yourself a sturdy butler. One who can serve you more efficiently." Or maybe Mr. Kaiba meant himself. "Perhaps for your birthday-"
Angel cut her father off. "Maxwell is a sturdy little fellow." She hugged Maxwell. "I haven't broken him yet." She laughed.
"Thank you." Maxwell needed her kind words.
"Oh! My birthday is that why you've come back early?" Angel asked with excitement in her eyes.
"Partially yes." Mrs. Kaiba replied.
"Indeed." Mr. Kaiba took a sip of tea. "Its about time for you to be betrothed again. I've met some nice young suitors on our travels."
"What?" Angel's excitement quickly vanished. "But I am betrothed to someone already. He's perfect."
"Honey, that boy has been missing for two years. No one knows what happened to him." Mrs. Kaiba explained.
Angel tightened her grip on Maxwell. "I don't care."
"Angel, princess, I know you wanted to marry him but he's disappeared and the contract so to speak, is nullified. You'll have to marry another wealthy young man." Mr. Kaiba kneeled down to his daughter and put a hand on her shoulder. "Your mother and I only want what's best for you. And that means marrying another suitor to keep our family's traditions and honors going."
"I don't want to marry some boy I don't know." Angel wined.
"It isn't like you knew that other boy well either…" Mr. Kaiba said.
"Aeris!" Mr. Kaiba scolded.
Angel and her former suitor hadn't spent much time together. They use to have play dates when they were children and as time went by they saw less and less of each other. Apparently it was some part of the contract between the two families.
"There is still time. Angel's birthday isn't for another week. If the boy shows up in that time she can marry him."
"And if not she'll marry who I choose." Mr. Kaiba said.
At this point Angel was beginning to feel more like an object rather than their daughter. "I still have time?" Angel was upset but she felt determination forming within. "Maybe I can still find him and we can be married."
"Sure. But to make things more interesting I'll give you three days. And you can't be the one looking. If you find the rich boy who vanished you can marry him and plans will continue as normal as if nothing ever happened." Mr. Kaiba offered.
"And if I am unsuccessful?" Angel asked.
"Then you will have to marry the boy I choose is good enough for you."
"That's kind of harsh don't you think dear?" Mrs. Kaiba asked.
"Our daughter is a Kaiba! She has that strong will and determination all Kaiba's have. If Angel wants to go chasing after a lost boy I will allow it so long as nothing happens to her. And because someday she'll be in charge of big decisions I want her to know not every dream is worth chasing after. The best decision now is to marry a new suitor it'll be the quickest and straightest path to success. She'll see in time." Mr. Kaiba was certain of this.