London (4)

Year 1863

The servant opened the door for Thea.

She saw her uncle and Kay already sitting in the dining room first.

"Good morning, Uncle," she greeted him and took her place across from Kay. The Uncle, Blake, just nodded slightly. He did not even glance at her.

Thea immediately took the spoon. She was used to Blake's attitude.

"Don't forget to go home early today. Do you understand, Kyle?"

Thea stared at Kay. Blake never called his son 'Kay'. That's just what Thea way to called him.

"Yes, father. I think Thea also wants to come," he said.

Thea glared. For almost two days, Kay didn't come home and met her, which made Thea think Kay would never bring that up again.

Before Thea opened her mouth, Blake suddenly opened his mouth and agreed.

"Well, I don't think that's a bad idea. You too, Thea. Go out tonight with Kyle."

"But, uncle ..."

Blake looked at her. Thea didn't like being stared at by him the most, it felt like she was being intimidated.

"You go too," he ordered.

Thea nodded reluctantly. She glanced at Kay. Even though it was faint, she was able to see the man smiling triumphantly. Thea continued her breakfast without appetite.

Damn it!

Blake got up from the chair. "After you're done, meet me in the room," he said, to Thea.

She nodded, her eyes still fixed on Kay.

"Stop looking at me like that! You look scary. " Kay quickly finished his breakfast when he saw the knife Thea was holding tightly.

Maybe he needed to lift a plate to protect himself from a surprise attack.

"Are you satisfied?" Thea hissed.

Kay straightened up, emptied his glass and jumped from the chair. With an innocent smile, he walked toward the door.

"Yes! You could say so. I'm looking forward to a little party this afternoon," Kay winked his eyes, "...and wear a pretty dress, sweetheart ... "

Wuuuussshhh….

Kay stopped blinking. For a split second, he didn't move as the silver knife on the dining table hovered just above his ear.

"Oops! My hands slip," said Thea, flatly. She continued her breakfast without spare him a glance.

Kay could only shake his head. "It's dangerous, you know?" He pulled out the small knife stuck in the door. Before leaving, Kay threw it back onto the dining table. The knife stuck again in front of Thea.

"Anyway ... see you in the afternoon."

***

Thea wore her dress assisted by her maid. A long cream colored dress draped her body perfectly. The material, which was thin like a curtain, seemed to wave when Thea moved. She faced the mirror once again, making sure the scar wasn't visible.

"You are truly beautiful, Miss!" Elisa stared in amazement. "All of the young noble men are sure will be attracted to you!"

"Elisa, you know I'm not the one who will find a partner."

"Yes. I know, My Lady. But I think it's the same." The maid smiled with sparkling eyes.

"Stop it, Elis! Just make sure no one can't see my scars, " Thea reprimand her.

Elisa immediately put on a flat face and nodded. She was confused.

Why only now Thea goes partying?

During her time serve The Wilkess, she had never seen her young lady went to a party like this. She has never hosted a party either. Elisa never saw her hanging around with another lady from another family after their young miss, Kate, leave. Well, even when Kate still around and dragged her, she kept herself hidden from people.

She always stucked inside the mansion.

Sometimes, she wondered if Thea ever felt bore in this huge home without a friend, except their young master. She actually knew more or less why Thea was avoiding people. It was because of the burn marks she suffered. If Thea had asked for it, she would have been happy to dress it up so it wouldn't be seen, like now. The make up is now much more advanced than before. She couldn't believe Thea lacked confidence when came to dressing up.

According to Elisa, Thea is very beautiful. Her face was much prettier - albeit with scars - than the Roggens sisters she had seen often.

Thea looked at her reflection, turned right and left. Her high collar and low bun covered the scar perfectly.

Knock ... knock, knock ...

"Come in, Kay," Thea raised her voice.

Elisa rushed out as soon as she saw Kay enter. Before closing the door, Elisha looked beaming at her two masters. The two of them fascinated her.

"Are you done?" Kay looked at her from behind the mirror.

"Yes."

Thea pulled Blake's letter for Mr. Lutz and tucked it under the dress. Inevitably, she had to leave when Blake handed her this thing.

Thea turned around. She found Kay still staring at her.

"What?"

"You look ..." Kay frowned. Maybe he was looking for the right words for Thea.

Thea waited for Kay to open his mouth and make fun of her. So that it would make her feel a less guilty if she had to throw the perfume bottle behind her body to his face.

"Hmm ... different, I guess," he continued. 

Thea was still waiting.

"This is the first time I've seen you wearing a dress like this." Kay pointed at her dress. "You are really like a princess," he said. "A cold princess."

"Are you praising me or insult me?" Thea snorted.

"Well ... It's up to you what you want to interpret. If I didn't know you, I guess I would never have thought that this beautiful and elegant looking woman behind this gorgeous dress was a murderer."