Seduce the Lord

I don’t why, but I somehow find the urgency of the complaint’s voice familiar.

“Oh my lord! Find my neice!”

Well, I have no choice but to recognice him, since he was my uncle. And the neice he was talking about was me.

“This niece of mine disappeared just before the wedding! I’m so worried that I can’t even sleep at night.”

“Did she disappear before the wedding?”

“Yes! She disappeared without a word, so I’m too worried. If you don’t find her quickly, she might be in trouble!”

“Who do you mean that something bad is going to happen?”

“Of course it’s not me… but my niece!”

I glared at my uncle through the overcoat. I was biting my lips until they turned white, then I felt someone’s gaze. Cesare was looking at me. Boom, it felt like my heart stopped. He noticed that I was the one he was looking for. Cesare looked at me and not my uncle.

“Is this the marriage your niece wanted?”

“If it wasn’t the marriage she wanted. Maybe she ran away because she didn’t want to get married.”

“It was, of course, the marriage she wanted. How much she looked forward to this marriage.”

Uncle did not even waste his saliva and continued to lie.

I wore a dress and it fluttered around as she moved and cried when I saw it. And that I had been dating the groom for ten years and that I only had him. I jumped up and was overcome with the urge to smack that mouth with the palm of my hand.

“Yeah, you can stop now. You really love your niece.”

“Yeah, because I am. She is not a child who will disappear without a word or something like that. Why are you like that? When women approach marriage, they become depressed and act impulsively. Please find that child. That kid is my life.”

“Hmm, what’s her name?”

“Louisiana Debrato.”

“Are you noble?”

“That’s it, yes. Fallen noble.”

“Right. What does she look like?”,

“She looks similar to me, but she’s a little more curvy and pretty. Rumor has it that she is the prettiest in town. Her height is about this. Her eyes are blue. Her hair is blonde, not the usual blonde. It is similar to the color made by melting pure gold…”

Uncle looked around, telling stories from time to time. Cesare silently listened to him and wrote down my personal information.

“Ah! It’s similar to the blonde she has. No, it’s almost the same…”

I shrugged in surprise. It looked like a handful of my hair was sticking out of my coat.