Day: 003 as the enemy

I swung open my closet door and it hit the wall with a slam denting it a little. I ran in to the huge walk in closet and wildly flung clothes around to find a dress. "Tyki Mikk!" I screamed irritated. He came in to my room and then to the closet. I shot him a deathly stare. "You told me the tea party would be in a couple of days! Not today!"

"I told you that it would be in a couple of days two days ago." He sighed.

"Two days isn't a couple! It has to be at least three days!" I yelled.

"If you're stressing about what to wear then just wear this." Tyki held up a undulate blue dress that went a little below my knees. "With this." The he picked up a pair of golden heels with several straps that wrapped around the shoe.

"Why would I let you pick out what I wear?" I snapped.

"Well because I've gone to many of these things and this is your first one." he had a point there. I snatched the dress and heels away from him "Leave." I told him firmly.

"Leaving Miss Kamelot."

"Shut up!" I snapped.

I put on the dress and heels and they looked perfect. Which made me a little angry, I mean how did Tyki know how to pick out clothes?" I thought about not wearing it just to make him mad, but then at the same time I knew I would never be able to find something in that closet of mine better that what he'd picked out.

Just wear the damn clothes that he picked out for you! You idiot! Solara screamed at me.

t

The evening came a lot faster than I had expected and I found myself rushing down the stairs in my dress and almost falling down.

"Ah, and finally the little princess comes," Tyki smirked. "Wearing the dress that I picked out for her."

"Shut it Tyki," I snapped. I had decided to curl my hair so that it didn't look lump and lifeless, because truthfully even though I was quite irritated with the face that I had to go to some stupid tea party I was still really excited. I hadn't been all fancily dressed for a party in a very long time. I heard David whistle when I passed him, so I shot him one of my deathly glares.

"Hey Tyki are cousins allowed to marry each other?" David asked nudging Tyki's shoulder.

"Well technically you two aren't real cousins so…" Tyki trailed off while I punched David hard in the gut.

"David stop talking about my daughter that way!" Sheryll sounded like an overprotective father.

"You're not my father!" I said firmly.

"Don't worry Sephiria, even though they're all a bunch of weirdoes at least I'm normal right?" Road smiled. Oh Road, I wanted to say. You're probably the weirdest one out of them all. But I kept my mouth shut.

"Let's just go already."

The twins sat next to me arguing about who looked better in a tux. We were in a long black limousine that was super fancy. This was my first time in a limo so I was quite fascinated, only the twins were ruining the experience for me. "Would you guys shut up!" I groaned. David just scooted closer to me and put his hand on my lap.

"Anything for you Sephiria. You want anything else?" He moved his hand up to my cheek. And stared in to my eyes.

Impassively I stared back. "I'll call the police and have you arrested for sexual harassment." I said in a monotone.

"David!" Sheryll had a face like thunder.

"Sorry Sorry!" David laughed.

"You won't ever get it will you David! You were like this when the 14th was still around too. Get a clue David! She doesn't like you! She only loves the 14th!" Road scolded.

I flinched. The clan almost never spike of Aaron freely.

"I'm right aren't I?" Road asked.

I told her yes through my mind since Road was telepathic, but out loud I said nothing.

"It's a touchy subject isn't it," Road asked me through her mind.

I nodded in response.

At the tea party it looked like one of those old movies that took place in the 19th century. Ball gowns, fancy hair, rich people, decorations, anything you could possible imagine. European couples danced around like in the old days, it almost made me want to yell 'This is the 21st Century! Get a life!' of course I kept quiet though.

"Ah Prime Minister Kamelot!" A grey haired man waved at Sheryll.

"Oh! Prime Minister Orcelit! Long time no see!" Sheryll walked over to the man and waved me over. "This is my newest daughter Sephiria, the one that I've told you about." He presented me like a most prized trophy.

"Oh! My son Valence! That boy, where'd he run off to!" The man huffed. "I was looking forward to having your daughter and my son meet!"

"Maybe another time then," Sheryll smiled. "Are you hungry Sephiria?"

I shook my head and walked away. I went up the stairs and to the balcony. Everything was so pretty. Dazzling lights, candles. It was even prettier than the Black Order on Christmas. Christmas. Allen's birthday was that day. That day that we played in the snow together until there were stars in the sky, and that day that Allen had made his first attempt to kiss me. If only Link had come a moment later it really would've been the best Christmas I would've ever had.

"You know you're not supposed to be up here," a boy's voice said with an accent that sounded French. I looked saw a boy sitting on the edge of the balcony and rested his head on one of the posts. In his hand he held a cigarette that was obviously lit and took a puff of it.

"Well I guess I'm not the only one breaking the rules." I told him.

He chuckled, "guess so." the boy had dirty blonde hair that wasn't clean cut whatsoever. He looked like prince charming gone badass including the smoke in his hand.

"You should get off of that balcony, you could fall." I warned him.

"What're you going to do? Push me?"

"You never know, I could do it just to pass some time and amuse myself." I shrugged.

"Some royalty you are," he said.

"I could say the same for you." I snatched the cigarette out of his hand and crushed it against the wall. "You're not even old enough to smoke, are you?"

"I'm 14, it's only four years away." he shrugged getting up off of the balcony and back on to the ground. He was quite tall for his age. More than half a head taller than me. He was taller that Allen too. "You know you crushed my last smoke. I should make you pay for that Miss Unladylike." He teased.

"In your dreams Underage Smoker Boy." I told him.

"I take no offense to that," he grinned.

"That's too bad," I sighed.

"So what's your name Miss Unladylike Royalty?" He asked.

"Sephiria Liang, and if you're trying to flirt with me you're failing miserably." I said.

"Huh, never heard of you. No wonder you don't act ladylike." He looked as if he were thinking.

I sighed wishing that I didn't have to say it. "I'm prime minister Sheryll's new adopted daughter." My voice was like ice.

He looked at me with a surprised expression on his face. "You're that Sephiria? The one my father wanted to introduce me to and said that she was supposed to be beautiful and only a year younger than me?"

I gave him a shrug. "How would I know?"

He scoffed and took one good look at me, "I imagined you with bigger boobs."

"I'm going to punch you in the face." I informed him.

"Oh really?" He chuckled.

"Yes," I nodded and that was when my fist connected with his jaw. He stumbled back a few steps.

"Aw fuck! You actually punched me dammit! And hard too!"

"So I'm guessing you're Valence Orcelit, very nice to meet you." I made sure to smile so he knew that I meant business.

"Nice meeting you too Miss Kamelot," he laughed touching his swollen jaw.

I frowned, "don't call me that."

"Then lets stay with Miss Unladylike Royalty then." He said. "Say, if I asked Miss Unladylike Royalty to dance with me do you think she would?" He asked me.

"That's possibly the cheesiest line I've ever heard in my life." I told him.

"Hah, guess so." He scratched the back of his head like Allen always did. Like Allen… why did this boy remind me so much of Allen? This boy was rude, obnoxious, made smart remarks. He was the complete opposite of Allen, so why? "But really, want to dance with me?" He rephrased his last question.

"Sure."

Dancing with Valence, it was the first time I'd ever danced with a boy. He smelled of cigarette smoke and it was disgusting. His suit was all unbuttoned and his white dress shirt wasn't all buttoned up either. It was also missing a tie. He was perfectly ungentlemanly but for some reason I was okay with it.

"Sephiria… what kind of name is Sephiria?" Valence asked.

I didn't know whether to take that as an insult or to just answer the question. "You could say it's American. Something like that at least."

"Oh, you're American?"

I nodded.

"Guess where I'm from?" He said probably just to be funny since I knew right off the bat.

"You're French, you have that sort of accent." I answered.

"Yep, I'm flying back down there tonight. You going to miss me?" He grinned.

"More or less," I shrugged.

"Don't worry, I'll visit again. Our fathers are good friends," he chuckled.

"Sheryll's not my father," I said firmly.

"Okay then, understood. You thirsty?"

"Not really."

"Hungry?"

"Not really," but then my stomach spoke against my words with a growl. I felt my cheeks heat up as I blushed madly.

"Well that was very ladylike of you," Valence laughed staring at my stomach.

"Sh- shut up!" I blushed.

"Here come with me. I'm, 'gonna get you something to eat."

I scarfed my food down realizing that I hadn't eaten at all that day.

"Man I knew you were a little unladylike, but now this? Valence chuckled.

"Shut up! I'm hungry, and stop calling me unladylike! I'm a perfect lady!" I pouted.

"Yeah, sure," Valence said sarcastically. "At this rate you'll never get a boyfriend 'princess'."

"I don't want one!"

"Don't want one, or can't get one?"

"Don't want one!" I said very firmly.

"Okay, okay! I get it!" he laughed. Valence was all smiles, like Lavi. I didn't want to think about that though. It was that about Valence that irritated me, why did he have to remind me of the two most important boys in my life? My hear ached. "Hey Sephiria, what's with the long face? You were so lively just a minute ago," he patted my back.

"It's nothing." I smiled at him.

"You know Sephiria, I hate the Kamelots," he told me.

"Well I hate them too. Guess we're the same," I replied taking one last bite of my food.

"That Road girl is creepy," he admitted.

"Oh Road? She's harmless," and I thought about that huge lie I had just spouted.

"Whatever you say," he shrugged. "You know that you're the only other child of a duke that I've gotten along with?"

"And why is that?"

"The others. How do I say it… they're just so, so."

"Spoiled and perfect?" I finished for him.

"Yeah, I mean maybe I'm a little spoiled, but I'm definitely far from perfect." He laughed.

"And I don't disagree at all." I laughed back.

"But you're neither. You're not spoiled, not perfect, you're just Unladylike Sephiria," Valence teased.

"I'll take that as a compliment." I smiled punching his shoulder.

"Well Sephiria Kamelot, I see you've met my son already!" Prime Minister Orcelit interrupted. "I hope he hasn't been too much trouble for you. I mean he's-"

"He's fine," I replied. "He's been a good friend to me here."

"Ah, I see. That's good to hear." Then he turned his attention to Valence. "Don't go messing everything up now Valence." Then he walked away.

Valence let out a long groan.

"Harsh," I said. "Is he always like that?"

"Pretty much. I really hate my old man. Mum too, they just expect so much! Always running all that crap about how when I turn 15 I 'gotta start helping out Dad with his work."

"I see," I said. "Is there anyone in you family that you do like?"

"Yeah, actually my little brother Vincent. Man he just makes everything better, he's 11 and he totally agrees with me in everything. My brother's like my life." Valence gave a pure smile. Most of Valence's smiles were joking ones or teasing ones but when he spoke of Vincent it was amazing. He went on and on about how Vincent was the best person in the world for about an hour until the party ended.

"Wow, you really love you brother." I smiled.

"Yeah, I hope that you'll get the chance to meet him. He's great. It's shame that he's too young to come to the parties, he's got to be 12. If he was here I wouldn't be alone at these things all the time."

"Sephiria! It's time to go!" Road rushed towards me and yanked on my arm.

"Okay," I told her and waved to Valence.

"Maybe I'll see you around Miss Unladylike Royalty," he grinned calling me by my new nickname.

I laughed and smiled. "Hope so."

"Hey Dad. You know Sephiria met Valence Orcelit today." Road said when we got in to the limo.

"Oh so you did end up meeting him, that's good." Sheryll said.

"Yeah, and now he even has a nickname for her." Road grinned.

"Oh really? And what's that?" Sheryll asked curiously.

"Road please don't." I begged putting my face in my hands.

"No Road. Please enlighten us." Tyki said.

"Shut up Tyki!" I snapped.

"Oh, is it really that embarrassing?" he cackled.

"No! it's just that it can hardly be considered a name!"

"Road." David pleaded.

"ROAD!" I begged. Then I looked at her with puppy dog eyes. "Little sister."

Her cheeks flushed over and she immediately nodded. "Sorry! I can't tell you guys!" I let out a sigh of relief, I didn't want that nickname spreading.

t

I sat at my windowsill. I'd just taken a shower after the long night and smelled like Valence's cigarette smoke. Lux fluttered towards me and landed on my shoulder shooting out a projection of Lavi. "What are you doing calling me so late?" I asked him.

"What are you doing up so late?" he smiled.

"I might've actually made a friend here." I told him.

"Oh really? A Noah?"

"No, he's human and he's the son of one of the Four Great Dukes."

"A guy? I'm jealous Sephiria. You won't end up falling for him right?" I chuckled at Lavi's words.

"Don't worry, that'll never happen. You're most important to me." I teased.

"More important than Allen?"

"Well Lavi, about that…" I joked.

"Hey Sephiria don't hurt my feelings!" he laughed.

"Of course you're most important to me. You're my best friend." And that was the honest truth.

This is Sephiria's dress. Cute? I think so. She's not the girl though…

And a new character! Meet Valence! My favorite character!

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Name: Valence Orcelit

Age: 14

Birth date: April 20th

Occupation: Student; Prime Minister of France's son

Family: Vincent Orcelit (younger brother); Gregory Orcelit (father); Mother

Ethnicity: French

Weapon: none