Chapter 2
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
Levi's Pov
I sighed in annoyance as my door was knocked on for the billionth time this day. Truly, does anyone know the definition of "solitude" anymore? The 1400's was a much simpler time, well, for me at least.
"Oh do come in, I'm sure you have nothing but pleasant news for me." I answered sarcastically. My door was pushed inward hesitantly, a small figure stepping just a foot inside.
"I'm sorry to bother you my lord, but I have received word from the town hall. The Annual Brachen Ball is to be held within a fortnight. They have extended an invitation to you and ask that you attend to honor your family name, if not to enjoy yourself." Petra finished as she handed over the invitation.
I looked down at the silly golden envelope and sneered. "Those fools on the town committee invite me every year, and every year I decline with haste. What makes them think that I will accept? This year is no different from the others," I said unamused, tossing the envelope into my pile of papers to be thrown away on my desk.
Petra stands there watching as I basically talk to myself before trying to intervene.
"But, if I may ask master, why is it that you refuse to attend the Town Ball? Every year is always the same, you don't give them a chance, you don't even open the invitations."
I looked up at her, raising my eyebrow at her as she dared to question me. She was at least sheepish and looked down blushing. I decided not to comment and instead humored her with an answer.
"Petra you know exactly what goes on at the Town's Ball. Every year you are expected to socialize, and those who are without a partner are supposed to gather and find one. If you find your new life partner during the Ball you are expected to dance with your partner in front of everyone, and are thoroughly shunned if you do not. Anyone without a partner by the time the clock strikes at midnight is considered to be a laughing stock for the rest of the year, and their family name is forever tarnished." I explained in boredom.
"The whole thing is just a tedious task, and it is something too troublesome to attend. Sure I get questioned if I don't go but at least I can come up with some excuse. Those who do go and are left without a partner are a shame to their families forever. The Ball is only a burden that I must not bother myself with," I finished.
"Is that why you refuse to attend master? You don't want to look foolish without a mate?" she questioned me.
I sat in silence glaring at her wickedly. "You know exactly why I cannot find a mate Petra, how dare you question me further. It is truly none of your business whether or not I go, and I am the master of this mansion! Know your place and do not dare disrespect me!" I hissed out as my eyes bled red.
The maid gasped before stuttering out an apology and excusing herself.
I sat at my desk after she had gone, glaring into the air. Every year I refused to even look at the invitation. The implications of attending the Ball are too much for me to bear. I could never go knowing I would be without my mate. It was just another reminder of my eternal solitude and desolation. As the night went on, I leaned back in my chair, reminiscing and glaring at the shining invitation.
A bit of a touchy subject huh. Where is Levi's mate?