Rosie's Games

Chapter 82: Ominous Feeling 5

Chapter 82: Ominous Feeling 5

Rosalind frowned, not from her aching head, but from what sounded like an argument outside of the house.

"I told you, the young miss is not feeling well."

"I came to give her flowers."

"Then give it to me, I will give it to the miss once she is awake!"

"The flowers are "

"Do you understand how inappropriate it is for a knight to give flowers to the future Duchess of the North?" Milith uttered. "Sir Jeames, I am well aware that you grew up with the Miss, but you cannot just ruin the Miss's reputation like this. The Miss has yet to have her ceremony! Once her reputation is broken "

"I know "

Rosalind stopped listening. She knew that the voice belonged to Jeames, and judging from the argument, it sounded like Jeames wanted to see her but Milith refused to let him in.

"That man accompanied Dorothy Lux the other night."

Rosalind almost jumped out of her bed when she heard Huig's voice. The man was in the corner of her room, looking out of the window.

"He was with Dorothy Lux and the two are rather cozy."

Rosalind nodded. The man could have told her this when it was already dark, why was he

"You left the house last night." The answer to her question came quickly.

"I did," she responded.

"You should not have."

"I had something to do." She sat on the bed and looked at her still wet robe. She did not take another bath as she was really exhausted. Instead, she just removed her robe and lay down on the bed. The next thing she knew, she had already fallen asleep.

"You should have told me."

"I need to do it alone," Rosalind answered coldly.

"I cannot let you out of my sight," he uttered. His words made her look his way. Just as she expected, there were no emotions in his eyes. She turned towards her robe again.

This must be because of the Duke's instructions.

"I will try to let you know," Rosalind said. She understood that this man just wanted to keep her safe because of the Duke. After all, she had yet to marry the Duke in the North. Huig would do his best to protect her from both Rosalinds' and the Duke's enemies.

"I did not realize that this place was as dangerous as the north," Huig said.

"Whatever you mean?" she asked, but when she turned towards him, Huig was nowhere to be seen. He already left.

What was that supposed to mean?

As dangerous as the North?

She snorted. Perhaps, he was right.

"Milith let him in," Rosalind called out. After a few minutes, she heard the two arguing inside the house before she heard Milith's footsteps approaching her room.

"Young Miss, I am glad that you are already awake, but this isn't the time to make some entertaining choices," Milith started. "You are about to be married to the North. You cannot just meet another man alone."

"I am not meeting him alone. You will be with me," Rosalind replied. She knew all about the etiquette and the customs and how strict they can be. After all, she used this to become Jeames's wife in the past life.

"And I just wanted to know what he wanted to say," she continued. She was very curious. After what Dorothy did the other night, Rosalind knew that Dorothy was not just going to give up. Dorothy could be very smart with her schemes as long as she used her head.

Milith helped her freshen up. Not long after, Rosalind was already downstairs sitting in front of the smiling Jeames.

"May I know why Sir Jeames is here?" she asked, glancing at the flowers in the man's hand. The man looked decent from his head to his toe, but seeing him up close seemed to remind her of the dreams that she had the night before.

She turned towards him as she wondered if he was here to confirm that she was still alive. Was it because of the snake?

He must have known about it. Huig told her that Jeames came back with Dorothy the other night.

In fact, Rosalind was suspicious that Jeames knew about that sorcerer. There is no way that Dorothy would know where that man is located without someone like Jeames, who had visited the slums in the past, telling her.

"I heard that you were not feeling well."

His words woke her up from her stupor.

"Yes," she nodded.

"I brought you your favorite golden flowers. It is best for tea. I hope you will feel better soon." He handed her a bouquet of flowers. When she did not accept it, Jeames added. "I just I heard that you will be leaving very soon?"

Rosalind turned towards Milith who was standing not far away from them and gestured for her to accept the flowers. She could not help but think something about its leaves or its petals were poisoned.

"Yes," Rosalind uttered. She could not help but lament the fact that Jeames was the one who ended her life in the past. He was the source of that ominous feeling that she had the other night!

"Look, I know that the young miss is "

"Is there something that you want to tell me Sir Jeames?" She decided to cut him off.

"I "

"As you can see, I am not feeling well and I need my rest. My journey to the north will be very long. I need to rest as long as I can before I depart. I apologize. I did not want to sound so rude but sitting here is nothing but time wasted."

Jeames looked surprised. Malice glinted in his eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it came. At that very instant, she immediately knew that this was Dorothy's scheme. Just what was she planning to do? Did she perhaps ask Jeames to try and ruin her reputation?

Was it like in their previous life?

"Young Miss "

"I know Sir Jeames grew up with my older sister and I. However, Sir Jeames must be aware of the customs and traditions of the Empire. I do not want to drag the name of the Lux Family down. if Sir James really cares, then please do not bring me anything. I do not want everyone else to misunderstand the kind of relationship that we have."

And then there was silence.

Jeames just stared at her, as if he was not expecting her words. Saying nothing, he got up, his jaws clenched.

"I understand," he mumered before giving her a low bow. "I apologize for the gesture. It will not happen again."

"Thank you," Rosalind also got up. "Please, there is no need to close the door when you leave."

Again, the man looked surprised before he nodded and left.

Almost immediately Rosalind turned towards Milith. "Throw it away," she uttered. "From now on, throw everything that he would give me away."

There is no need to wear a mask and pretend that she liked his actions. The dream last night was a reminder that no matter how much kindness she would show them, no matter how much leniency she wanted to give them, they would reciprocate with nothing but poison.

The two people who ruined her life in the past had now started working together. She needed to be more careful and brace herself for an upcoming storm.