A/N: Hello I've rewritten the story. Sorry it took ages, well many things happened and now I'm in college. Thank you so much for the lovely feedback and pm's. Again I'm sorry. I hope my writing has improved. It will be updated more frequently. Stay tuned.
In the small town of Adagio, people busy filling the streets with lights and midnight sales were frequent for the most awaited holiday. Christmas.
Adagio one of the small towns under the wing of a blonde noble. They say his sharp aqua eyes can see through a man's lie, enemies quiver in fear upon meeting his cold gaze. His posture bears confidence of a hundred men ready to wage war at any given time. But people would never seem to like him for he was born from a peasant mistress. The nobles would often ridicule him for a social climber, but he never pay heed to their sharp tongues. The following days, his enemies would dissapear without a trace. Now he bears the title; harbinger of death.
A sleek black limousine drove on the snow covered street of the little town. People averted their gaze and the conversation seemingly dissipated in to thin air as the doors of vehicle was opened by a tall butler holding an umbrella. The blonde noble came out glancing from side to side with his clear aqua eyes.
"My, what a lovely town" a blue haired butler spoke with sarcasm. The blonde noble lips formed into a smirk "They lowered their heads as if pleading was never enough. But I could get used to this."
He came out of his mansion to pick a special order of tea that he exclusively ordered for the season. As he looked around, he noticed a frail girl from across the street.
An adolescent girl sitting on the wooden bench beneath a black ash. The frost continued to pile on her body, but nobody seem to mind. Her vision slowly engulfed into void, narrowing whats left of the scenery. Her lips cracked and pale, her complexion slowly sinking...wasting.
He walked towards her, his footsteps echoed heavily on the cobblestones. The butler followed, he noted the heavy shoulders his master was wearing as he was behind him. The blonde noble clenched his fist and turned to him "Carry her!" brushing his cape upon his command and looking at him with ablaze determination. The butler wide eyed and hurriedly set aside the umbrella , carrying the girl in his arms, as his master was already ahead of them opening the door by himself.
He knew where he wanted to go, and set a faster speed for the vehicle; ignoring the danger of slipping in the streets of Adagio. He glanced at the rear view mirror to check his masters' conditioned. A dark expression hanged while his bangs covered his eyes. He bit his lower lip hard, his body shaking in anger, as he stared at the pale maiden resting on his lap. He traced the outlines of her pale face and brushed her bangs with his fingers. Life was slipping away right in front of him.