AloisXReader- My Angel Chapter 2

Some time passed . . .

'Oh, it seems it's time to get up,' (name) thought as she stretched in her bed. After the incident, she was founded by an earl who wanted more maids in his house, she was brought to his house against her will and now worked as his maid. He treated her just as badly as the villagers did, but this time, as she grew more and more beautiful, he would try to make a pass at her and talk to her in a seductive manner,  once he even tried to make her sleep with him, which she avoided by grabbing a vase and bashing it against his head. Luckily for her, he didn't remember anything and she wasn't punished.

Now here she was, a lovely thirteen-year-old girl with no will to call her own. Many times she had tried to leave the mansion, but he had commanded his guards to look out for her and capture her if she tried to escape. After many failed attempts, (name) lost hope of being free and continued to work for the despicable earl.

As she brought him his afternoon tea one day, he was seated at his desk staring at one letter for a very long time, he seemed to be pondering about the contents it held.

"Um . . . is there something wrong Master?" she asked nervously.

"Hm, not really, pour my tea."

"Yes Master." She poured his tea and held it out to him, "Today we have Earl Gray, suitable for any great earl such as yourself."

'Oh, how I wish I can burn him like those villagers did!!!' was what was really going through her mind. Her master sipped his tea.

"It seems that the young earl, Alois Trancy, has invited me to tea later this evening to discuss some business."

"Oh?"

"And afterwards, there will be a ball."

"That sounds wonderful."

"Yes, and it seems he's offered for me to choose one of my maids to come along with me."

"Oh, who were you thinking of Master?" (name) instantly felt her arm being grabbed and stroked.

"Why you of course dear (name). Who else?" her master said with his usual seductive tone and lustful eyes. (name) gently withdrew her arm.

"Uh . . . if it pleases you Master, I shall go," she said, trying to control her voice.


That evening . . .

(name)'s heart pounded hard against her chest as she rode in the carriage with her master. This would be her first ball and she wasn't sure if she was qualified to attend it. But she knew what would happen if she refused, her master would surely punish her.

The ride soon came to an end, the door to the carriage was opened by
a butler. Some of his black hair was swept back while his bangs were
allowed to dangle at his face, his golden eyes were hard and cold like a snake's and in front of them were a pair of glasses, and he wore a black, tailcoat.
"Greetings, my Master has been expecting you," he said while bowing. (name)'s master stepped out of the carriage. The butler then held out his hand to (name), "My lady, if I may?"

"Oh, thank you," (name) said shyly, taking the butler's hand and stepping out of the carriage.

"I am Claude Faustus."

"Oh, my name is-"

"(name), is it not?" Claude said. (name)'s eyes widened.

"Wha-? How did you-?"

"It will become clear later. I promise you." (name) nodded, then felt a sharp pain to her side. Her master had struck her with his walking stick.

"Don't just stand there (name)! Come!"

"Y-yes Master."

"Welcome to the Earl Trancy estate, you'll be having tea with my young Master, then we shall have the ball later this evening," Claude opened the door to the magnificent mansion and (name)'s master entered first. Before (name) entered, Claude stopped her by gently taking her arm and leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Follow me, my master has ordered the servants to prepare you for tonight's ball," he said.

"Huh? Why? What do you mean?"

"Don't worry. It's like I said earlier, it will be clear soon."

"Oh, very well then." (name) followed Claude through the mansion. He led her to an exquisite room, fit for a princess. There, a maid and
triplet butlers were waiting.

"What is all this?" (name) asked. Claude faced the other servants.

"This is her, you all know what you have to do." The other servants nodded. Claude left the room. (name) quickly observed the servants. One was a maid, her long, silver hair was in a braid, tied off with a ribbon, her skin tan like mocha, and over her left eye was a bandage. The triplets all wore the same uniform and looked exactly the same, the only difference was their hair, the middle one had his fringes fall on both sides of his face, the one on the left had only the left fringe hanging, and the one on the right has his on the right. The maid introduced herself, "Hello dear, my name is Hannah." The triplets introduced themselves as well.

"My name's Thompson," the one with both fringes said.

"I'm Timber," the one with the right fringe said.

"And my name's Cantebury," the one with the left fringe said.

"Nice to meet you, I'm-"

"(name), is that right?" Hannah said.

"You know my name as well!?" (name) asked, no knowing how much of this she can take. Hannah chuckled lightly.

"Don't worry dear, it'll all make sense in the end, now," she took (name)'s hand, "follow me please, you will be washed and dressed for tonight's ball."

"Huh? But I'm merely a maid."

"It's our Master's orders," Hannah said, pulling (name) towards that washroom where a warm bath was ready for her. (name) couldn't help but to sigh contently as Hannah rubbed sweet smelling shampoos into her hair and soap over her body. After the bath, (name) was dried and given a silk bath robe to wear outside the washroom. The triplets had come to drop off something.

"Did you three get it?" Hannah asked. They nodded in unison.

"Good, leave us for a moment." They bowed and left the room. That's when (name) noticed, on the bed was the most beautiful dress she'd ever seen. It was a white dress, it was decorated with bows and at the torso area was a huge ribbon that went around at least twice at the waist and formed a big, cute bow at the back.

"You shall wear this at the ball," Hannah said, picking up the dress, "a gift from my Master."

"Your Master . . . is the kindest Master ever," (name) said.

"Yes, yes he is." With Hannah's help, the dress was on (name) in a few minutes.

"Oh, if Jim saw me with this dress, he'd say I'd look like an angel," she said to herself, running her hand through the dress, feeling the satin fabric. Hannah heard her and smiled. She opened the door of the room, where the triplets have waited patiently, "You boys finish up here, I should tend to the preparations for the ball." They nodded and entered the room while Hannah left. (name) soon found herself being pampered by the triplets. Thompson brushed and did her hair; Timber did her makeup, filed and polished her nails; and Cantebury shined her shoes before putting them on her feet. Thompson fitted a ribbon in her hair and the three stepped back to admire their work. (name)'s hair was done in a perfect French braid and tied with a white ribbon, the light makeup applied made her look stunning, her nails looked magnificent, and on her feet were a pair of white, flat doll shoes. (name) inspected herself in the mirror. She indeed looked like an angel. She turned to the triplets.

"Thank you so much!"

"No problem," Thompson said.

"You look wonderful," Timber complemented.

"Yeah, you really do look beautiful," Cantebury agreed. (name) blushed.

"Th-thank you." Timber and Cantebury walked to (name)'s side and offered their arms to her.

"The ball is beginning," Timber said.

"Allow us to escort you," Cantebury said.

"Oh, well," she slowly took their arms, "thank you again."

"Follow me," Thompson said, exiting the room.

(name) gasped at the sight before her. A ball was going on in a grand room. There was beautiful music being played and couples danced together on the dance floor. There was also a huge table with food and drinks if you were to become hungry or thirsty during the party. The floors were made of marble and the walls had beautiful wall paper decorating it. (name) would still be staring if one of the triplets hadn't pulled her into a dance position.

"May I have this dance?" (name) saw that it was Thompson asking her to dance. She blushed like crazy.

"U-uh, I don't know how to dance."

"Our Master suspected as much, we will help you practice before you dance with anyone else."

"Oh ok. But I'm really horrible," (name) warned.

"Let's begin." (name) danced with all three boys, she tripped a few times, but the triplet's graceful dancing kept her from embarrassing herself. While dancing with Cantebury, Timber whispered something to Thompson who whispered it to Cantebury who pulled (name) out of the dance floor.

"Is there something wrong?" (name) asked.

"The Master wishes to see you in his office now," Cantebury answered.

'What!!? He wants to see ME!!' (name) thought as she was led through the halls by the triplets.

'What could he possible want with me? I'm just an orphaned maid, nothing is special about me.' The triplets stopped at a door and opened it for (name). She nodded a 'thank you' as they bowed and closed the door. She saw a desk and a chair that was turned, so she couldn't see who was seated in it. Gulping, she walked forward and stopped a few feet away from the desk.

"Um . . . sir?" The sound of heels clicking the ground was heard, and the Master who arranged the best time (name) has had stepped forward. (name) gasped.

"Hello, (name), it's been a while hasn't it?"

"J-J-Jim?" (name) forced out.

"No, not Jim. It's Alois now," he said, walking to her side, eyeing her in the dress he had picked out for her, "I was right, you do look like an angel in white." (name) couldn't hold back anymore, she threw her arms around Alois's neck and cried in his shoulder.

"I've missed you so much!!!" she said through her tears. Alois too couldn't hold back his feelings, he wrapped his arms around (name), but refused to cry.

"I've missed you too." They just stood there for a minute, holding eachother like lovers would. After a while, they broke the hug.

"Ji- I mean Alois, how did you know I would be coming? What happened? How did you come to become an earl? And why did you order your servants to treat me like a princess."

"The first few questions will take a while to answer," Alois said with a chuckle, "but I can answer the last part right now: because you are a princess, no wait, you are an angel." (name) blushed.

"Here," Alois motioned to some chairs, "take a seat, this'll be a long story." (name) made herself comfortable in one of the chairs, Alois sat in the one across from her.

"Well, where to start. After I was taken away from you, I was placed here as a toy for the earl who used to own this place, my Father."

"Your . . . Father?"

"Yes, he was a disgusting man. It was hard putting up my act here as his little boy toy. But one day, I over heard some boys talking about a chant that will bring forth a kind of fairy that will make your wishes come true. I tried it out, and lo and behold, I got what I wanted. After my Father died, I inherited everything that belonged to him."

"This . . . fairy that grants wishes, who or what is it?"

"Oh that, it's Claude. Please don't be afraid, but my servants aren't what they seem to be."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean they're demons."

"D-demons?"

"Yes, but they do my every bidding, no matter what."

"Demon butlers and a maid that do your biddings. Heh, you really have it all, right?"

"Yes, but now, I have everything now that you're here! I commanded Claude to find you, and find you he did. So I arranged for your Master to come so that I can see you. (name)," Alois stood up from his seat and took (name)'s hand into both of his, "please, stay here with me, and you'll have all the luxuries that I possess as well, and more."

"B-but I belong to someone else Alois! I would totally agree to stay with you in a heartbeat, but I'm tied to my Master."

"Oh don't worry, he wont be a problem."

"Huh? How?"

"Let's just say that I asked Claude to 'take care of him' when he declined my request to have you."

"You mean . . . kill him?"

"Yes."

"Alois, that's . . ." she wrapped her arms around his waist, "one of the kindest things anyone has done for me."

"Heh, I knew you'd be happy. Now (name)," Alois gently took her chin and lifted her face so she was now looking at him, "I'll ask again, this time you're master-free, will you stay here and live with me?"

"Yes! Yes a thousand times!!"

"Great now," Alois took (name)'s hand, "there's a ball going on, shall we? I hope the triplets weren't too useless."

"Oh no. They taught me alot!"

"That's good."

Alois lead (name) back to the ball. Where he and her waltzed across the dance floor, having waited a long time for this moment. The adults aw'd as they watched the little couple dance. It was only manners that Alois and (name) danced with other people, so they separated for a moment to offer others a dance. (name) danced with the triplets again and somehow even had Claude as a dance partner. The night wore on and eventually everyone had to resign for the evening. After everyone left, Alois said to (name), "(name), I'm sure you're hungry and tired after all that dancing and mingling."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I am."

"Very well then," he began to give orders, "Claude, make (name) and I some dinner, and make it exquisite!" Claude bowed and left to the kitchen, "Hannah, help (name) out of the dress and get her into something comfortable," Hannah nodded and led (name) away to her room, "and you three get the dinner table ready, I want it to be perfect for (name)." (name) couldn't help but to giggle at Alois's concern for her comfort.

In her room, Hannah stripped her of the dress and out on a light blue, comfortable nightgown that went just above her ankles.

"Wow, I could only dream of wearing something like this to sleep," (name) said, twirling around in her sleepwear.

"It's a joy to know that you like it," Hannah said, carefully putting away (name)'s dress, "the young Master has spoken of you, it seems you hold a special place in his heart." (name) blushed at the thought of Alois talking about her.

"Does he really think and talk about me?" she asked.

"Well, he doesn't really talk about it openly," Hannah said, sitting (name) in a chair, undoing her hair, then brushing it to straighten it, "but I remember at night, he would wake up screaming your name, and I overheard him talking to Claude about this wonderful girl with the voice and looks of an angel." The blush on (name)'s face darkened.

"R-really?" Hannah put down the brush.

"(name), do you love Alois?"

"Yes, well, as a brother."

"As a brother, or something more then that?"

"Um . . . well . . . I've always had . . strong feelings for him . . . . ever since the day he bumped into me while running away from that baker."

"I knew it, when I saw you dancing with him at the ball today, I saw in your eyes the look of yearning love." (name) hung her head in embarrassment.

"But don't worry," Hannah brought her finger to her lips, "your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you Hannah."

After dinner and saying their good nights, Alois and (name) went to bed, Alois was tucked in by Claude and (name) by Hannah. Deep into
the night, a scream was heard from Alois's room. Claude rushed to his room.

"Master! What's wrong!?" Claude asked. Tears were slowly flowing from Alois's eyes. He suddenly grabbed Claude by the sleeve of his coat.

"(n-name). Get me (name)!" he ordered. Claude faced Hannah who entered the room shortly after he did.

"Go get (name)." Hannah nodded and left. A few minutes later, she returned with (name).

"Alois?" (name) asked as she entered the room, "what's wrong."

"Claude, Hannah, get out." They bowed and left.

"(n-name) . . ." the tone in Alois's voice made it sound like he was begging for her, so she walked up to the bed and sat down.

"Did you have a nightmare?" she asked. Alois could only nod.

"You were . . . being dragged away . . . from me . . . into darkness . . . it was horrible . . ." was all he could say before hugging (name) close to him. She hugged him back, trying to comfort him.

'It's almost like that time,' (name) thought, 'when Luka died and I cried, and Alois held me close to him.' She hugged Alois tighter.

"It's ok Alois, I'm here."

"(name), can you do something for me?"

"Yes your highness?" (name) giggled.

"Can you sing that song I loved?"
"'The Slightly Chipped Full Moon'?"

"Yes, please. I've missed hearing you sing so much."

"Very well." (name) cleared her throat and sang the song that Alois had grown to love so much:

"The full moon slightly chipped

That's so me

So please

Save me and hold me tight

Just make me all right

Under the dark clouds

Wingless swans in my soul

From the fortress, a pessimist



My howl in the night,

To the isolated star

Don't drive me crazy

Everything seems too far

The sky so deep

Spread endlessly



How on earth can I get to the strawberry field?



The full moon slightly chipped

Uncertain

Oh please
Save me and let me smile

Just make me all right

Over the bed of trees

My heart spins around



My howl in the dawn

To the isolated star

I dare to forgive you

Everything seems too far

But care for me tenderly



How on earth can I get to the strawberry field?"

As she got close to the end, Alois had slumped back to his bed, fast asleep. (name) smiled at his sleeping form and pulled a blanket over the both of them. She looked at his sleeping face.

'He looks so clam when he's sleeping,' she thought.

"Good night Alois, I love you so very much," she said, knowing he wouldn't hear. But as she drifted into dream-land, she didn't catch the smile forming on Alois's lips.