|Chapter 2: Part 3|
“Was this the dress you spoke of, Master?” Mira said shyly as she walked in the lounge room, seeing how her Master was seated upon the red velveted couch. Hearing her voice, he looked over at her and smiled, then stood to walk closer and place his hand along her soft cheek, “Yes it is, and you look absolutely lovely. That should keep you warm now, better than what you had. I even love what you did with your hair, my love.” Mira blushed a bit and smiled to him, placing her hand over his, “I…uh…thank you, Master.” Mathias grinned and leaned to kiss her, but before he could, the sound of raging voices filled the corridor, causing him to look away sternly. Mira blinked, hoping she did not do something wrong, “M’lord? What is it…?” Though he kept his gaze towards the sounds, he responded to her in a hushed tone, “Do you hear that? It sounds like someone arguing, and I think I know whom the voices belong to…”
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