The Hargreaves Fairytale
A/N: I'm really enjoying writing this fic. So, updates will be rather frequent. I'm having exams now, so after exams, I'll strive to finish this and my other fics. This Godchild fic is for my sweet, adorable English boyfriend. I'm sorry I can't make it for your birthday, so this is for you (and also for myself, haha, cuz I like writing this). Thank you for reviewing, dear Seleneikuza!
Chapter 1
"Chase butterflies with me, Lola!" Mary Weather relished the feeling of freedom in the vast green courtyard of Hargreaves Property. The flying of bright gold and a stark contrast of heavy brunet locks mingled on the field of green applesauce; the breeze was light and cool, the sun offer little warmth, but it is expected in late 18-century British weather.
"Sir? Would you like some shortbread?" Riff, his butler and closest friend addressed Lord Cain in the highest manner.
"I'm fine with my book, Riff."
Riff bowed and replaced the checkered cloth over the weaved pannier and sat on his knees. The Master was studying his book, or rather case studies of the effects of poisons on various anatomies. Though Riff could see his Master reading his book intently, his gaze however, strayed from chemical properties to the lovely Miss Lola Heart who was now pushing Mistress Mary Weather on the swing that was fastened not too long ago.
Riff saw softness and detected a change in his Master's behaviour since Lola began to visit regularly by the request of Little Mistress. Such playful and well-intentioned actions had seemingly worked out for the better as the solitary figure of the Earl of Orford had shown interest a hint of genuine smile and everyone noticed that deaths that occur whenever Lord Cain was around had lessened, because Lola was able to save the victims, and he brought justice at the end.
Perhaps my Master had found someone far more suitable than he would've ever thought.
I know it's a bit short, but it gets better. x