Mystery Of Love Chapter 7
Leo Grayson was replaced by Liam Kingsley the name of the boy who had gone missing two years earlier from the Kingsley home. Leo now Liam fit the description with his light blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes which he hid behind a pair of glasses. The mistress Angel got her first chance to see him none the wiser he was a boy from the streets. Maxwell had to keep it that way but the overwhelming news of marriage was hard for Liam to swallow.
"I mustn't do that." Liam replied. "I wouldn't want to see the Lady in tears aside from the happy ones to see me." He said this with a softer tone.
"I'm sorry. I should have told you sooner." Maxwell said with a sorrowful expression.
Liam held his hand up. "We'll worry about that later. At the moment I am needed for tea and a gentleman shouldn't be late."
Maxwell was now surprised. He found it hard to believe Liam was taking this so well or at the very least playing along quite well.
"I'll bring the tea." Maxwell nodded.
"I think after all this is over you deserve a vacation." Liam followed the path Angel had taken to find her.
"A vacation would be nice." Maxwell said to himself. Tending to two young nobles was exhausting.
"There you are." Angel said from her perch on a cozy leather couch.
She chose to stay in one of her father's favorite rooms. There were bookshelves lining the walls with books galore. Couches of soft leather inviting guests to sit along with a window seat overlooking a garden of flowers below. There were trinkets of this and that with a mixture of potted plants and vases of different flowers. This was a great room to get lost in stories or have imaginative ideas.
"Sit with me?" Angel said patting the cushion next to her.
Liam had slight hesitation. "Sure." He took the spot next to Angel.
The Lady wanted nothing more at the moment than to grab onto Liam's arm and cuddle her future husband. Even so Angel had to show some restraint being a proper lady.
Maxwell entered with a serving cart for their tea much like the one used when training Liam during dinner. "Your tea my Lady." Maxwell poured a cup and handed it to Angel on a dainty saucer. "I must remind you," The fluffy boy butler whispered to his mistress. "Don't talk about anything too dramatic like getting married. We wouldn't want Lord Liam getting lost again."
Angel felt a little insulted giving a look to her butler to prove it. But she had to give herself a minute for Maxwell's words to sink in knowing he was right.
As Maxwell poured a cup of tea for Liam offering him the same pattered cup and matching saucer his mistress made a move.
"When did you get these?" Angel poked at Liam's glasses. "I don't remember you ever wearing any." She giggled.
"Mistress Angel, please contain your enthusiasm." Maxwell said. "Why don't you two stick to lighter conversation topics such as getting to know each other?"
Maxwell knew that Angel would think she already knew Liam despite the fact she barely spent any time with the real Liam since they were kids. The Liam sitting here could use that to his advantage.
"Where should I start?" Liam asked with a desperate look towards Maxwell.
Maxwell laughed. "You two know each other's names. How about favorite colors or stories? Keep it simple the way it is suppose to be."
The relationship between Angel and Liam was one based on very little information that's the way their parents planned it. Might be a way to make sure their children liked each other. After all too much information could damage a good thing. ~Even when the two would be married the hopes were Angel and Liam's interactions would be severely limited to the bedroom as they would be too busy working and maintaining business to spend any time together.~ Apparently in their eyes a good relationship is a silent one.
"Lady Angel," Liam began facing the girl. "Would you might enlightening me to what your favorite color might be."
Angel couldn't help but giggle at Liam. "I have a few favorite colors pink, purple, white and gold. I love gold jewelry." She smiled happily. "How about you, Lord Liam? What is your favorite color?"
Liam made a mental note of this. "I find myself drawn to the color silver."
Maxwell made himself comfortable by the end of the couch in case Liam needed him or should he need to remind his mistress not to pry too deep. He worried though if this was the beginning of a roadblock for the two young heirs. They didn't share the same favorite color. That could lead to a general distaste in the jewelry they wore or decorating in the mansion.
"Maybe this was a bad idea." Maxwell thought to himself. "I'm sure Angel can teach the boy to wear gold jewelry."
Angel was a Kaiba and Kaiba's got their way.
"What is your favorite place to go just to get away from it all?" Liam was brave enough to ask.
"That's easy." Angel replied quickly. "My secret garden. I love sitting on the soft green grass, I have flowers surrounding me and beautiful butterflies best of all there is a pond with trickling water that flows through." She spoke so fondly of the place.
Liam nodded in agreement. "I love a place with crystal clear water it's so peaceful and calming. I like the sound of a breeze blowing through nearby trees. I could stay in a place like that for hours." Liam spoke in such a fluent manner you'd think he visited such a place before. He was doing a great job fooling Angel.
"Speaking of crystal…" Angel reached for the crystal pendant she wore around her neck. The one given to her by her childhood friend and fiancé Lord Kingsley.
Maxwell saw this and quickly stepped in placing a hand over Angel's before she could pull the crystal pendant outside her dress.
"I believe that's enough getting to know each other for today. I suggest you finish your tea then it'll be time to go to your rooms." He said.
"I guess you're right." Liam agreed.
Angel got a little time with the boy she loved and she knew this was good enough even if she couldn't pull Liam into a heartfelt embrace. "Okay Maxwell."
Maxwell was proud of his mistress. She really was learning to be an understanding princess. They both wanted things to go as smoothly as possible.
Angel told herself, there would be time for cuddling her handsome Liam after they were married. The thought of spending their first night together was incentive enough o be good.