Instinctively, Lesley grabbed the male's arms and flipped him over before throwing him towards to the ground. She had quickly thought that it was Gusion who went creepily behind her and so, she had to repay him back using kindness, however, the man crying out of pain in front of her eyes wasn't the psychopathic individual.

"Claude?" Lesley frowned, half disappointed that it wasn't Gusion who she had flipped over. "I'm not even sorry for hurting you." She stated, crossing her arms with an intimidated and displeased expression on her face. She had every right to be in a bad mood because of his perverted action.

The one who sneaked behind her, Claude, continued to cry out of pain before finally standing up like a man. He looked rather pitiful. "Geez, can't you take a joke...?" Claude grumbled. He was upset by getting flipped over, but he also felt like he deserved it. After all, he did trigger her instincts.

"Oh? I thought you getting hurt was the joke?" Lesley spoke innocently, however that pure facade did not last long on her cold face. "Anyways, what are you doing here?" She questioned, not hesitating to go straight to the point.

She did not want to chat any longer since her stomach was silently grumbling, asking for delicious nutrients. It is because her usual breakfast hour got delayed that she became hungry, and you do not want to ruin someone's breakfast any further.

"Gusion told me to watch over you, in case you do something stupid." Claude answered simply. He did not know why, but he felt a sudden rush of cold water being poured down upon his head figuratively.

He was unable to pin-point the reason to why he was feeling like this until someone spoke up. "Sir Claude, I am already assigned to watch over Lady Vance, so you do not need to do anything." Angela, the blue-haired maid, was the one who spoke up, causing the two to direct their attention towards her.

Lesley didn't feel any better after hearing that another one will be watching her movements. She also didn't know why Gusion would sent an old associate of theirs to take care of her, when he had already ordered this young maid and the guards who are all around the mansion to cage her.

Isn't he taking too much precautions? How troubling and annoying, that is all Lesley could bitterly think about in this current situation. "Hey, I didn't come here just for free you know. Gusion will pay me a lot just to watch you! And who wouldn't want to watch a beautiful lady?" Claude smirked teasingly, of which Lesley replied by making a visible disgusted expression.

"Direct and indirect sexual assault to my master's fiancée is paid through death penalty." Angela unexpectedly stated with a deadly tone that did not suit her doll appearance. In a flick of a finger, golden strings wrapped around Claude until his body, except for his head, became trapped inside a cocoon made possibly by the golden strings.

Not only was the poor male was baffled, Lesley was stunned by the sudden action as well. "I was just kidding! It was a joke! Please don't slice off my head!" Claude cried out desperate pleas one after the other. The scarlet-haired ballerina felt pity for him and decided to take action.

She seriously did not desire to have her breakfast appetite to get ruined by a headless body of an acquaintance.

"Angela, everything is fine. Claude means no harm and was just fooling himself like a clown. He did not sexually assault me." Lesley stated calmly. She did not know how much her words gave infinite joy to the man inside a cocoon made of strings. He is extremely elated that he wouldn't be dying today!

Angela thought for a moment about the star ballerina's statement. Only when she felt that Claude is not a guest with hidden malicious intentions did she released him from her cage, albeit she felt a tad suspicious towards the male. "Forgive me for my extremely rude action, Sir Claude. I acted aggressively without thinking, I will not do it twice as to not harm you." The little maid stated. She lifted her skirt up a little as a part of her curtsy performance, her graceful look seemingly harmless to an ordinary person's eyes.

Claude let out a nervous laugh. His palpitating heart calming itself down after his body's release. He seriously thought he was going to die. "No need to apologize! Everyone makes mistake, right? Just please do not try to kill me again." He replied, emphasizing on the two words do not. Obviously, he got traumatized by this little girl's unexpected attack.

"This lowly maid understand." Angela nodded her head to show her understatement. Lesley, in the other hand, had already took her seat next to a table of trays full of delicious food. She has no time to idly stand around while her breakfast was becoming cold and just left the two unannounced.

The tray held a plate of four stacked buttermilk pancakes that has raspberries and blueberries on top of it as golden maple syrup flowed down with poise down the edges of the pancakes. It looked simply mouth-watering, making Lesley to eat it up right away.

If she was back home with this plate of delicious honey butter pancakes, she could have eaten it to her delight! However, she wasn't in her own territory, but inside someone dangerous's premise.

She needed to observe every food just in case there aren't anything fishy inserted in the food, be it scent or fillings.

Just right besides the plate of pancakes are two individual wooden baskets, one contained baguettes while the other basket contained pain au chocolat, or in other words, croissant.

Nearby these wooden baskets of bread are multiple large jars of flavors such as strawberry, red berry, rhubarb, peach, and a few more unmentioned. Luckily, the butter isn't left forgotten by the one who prepared the tray. There is the salted butter and sweet butter of which Lesley can freely choose from.

As for the drinks, there is a cup of coffee and tea that is still hot, but if she doesn't prefer either of the two, there is a tall glass of orange juice just in case for her to drink.

Lesley has to hand it down to whoever prepared her breakfast. The preparation and variety made her rather speechless. She has never had a breakfast like this before, even though she was adopted by a noble family.

Now, she has to eat everything or else she'll feel guilty for not eating everything. However, she wanted to maintain her slim and graceful structure that is her body, so what can she do?

She decided to have Claude as her food leftover feeder. Surely, he must not mind since her breakfast is made of entirely of  insane good quality.

However, just to be sure, Lesley did a double check on all the food before grabbing her fork and knife. She became a bit lazy to place her plates one by one onto the table's surface, and to call Angela to arrange the food for her, not to mention that she became incredibly hungry after looking at the food for a while. And so, she just left all of them on the tray as she began her feast.

Her moment of observation earlier made Claude rather confused as to not why she was not eating them right away. Meanwhile, Angela stood stiffly like a painted jar with no clear expression on her face.

After eating the entire stack of pancakes and other food and beverages, she left out the glass of juice with some croissants and baguettes.

"Claude, you can eat these." Lesley informed casually, albeit it sounded like an order. But did the male decline? Of course not! The food looked delicious and so he naturally accepted the offer.

"Thank you, I haven't eaten my breakfast for the day. This should make it up for it!" Claude beamingly smiled, taking the free seat at the other end of the table. Without any hesitation, the male began to eat the scarlet-haired ballerina's breakfast leftovers.

Claude was like a past embodiment of Gusion, always trying to reach for wealth and success.
Lesley couldn't blame him or the madman though, it all happened during their harsh childhood of near-starvation and living in the slums.

They got each other's back and would swiftly steal from other people. Even if a large group would chase after them till their legs wavered, the two boys would disappear after a few moments, leaving the group in utter frustration.

Soon, they were titled as the Kings of Thieves, for they always stole what they desired, and those list of desirable things became higher and higher.

They could have continued to be Kings and became extremely wealthy and powerful, if not for them both being kidnapped by a group of mysterious men.

Unexpectedly, the two young boys were taken by the infamous Abyssal Lord. He had personally ordered his men to capture these two talented thieves for them to become his pawns.

Of course, the young naive boys accepted with deep bows to show their gratitude and respect. They vowed to be his most powerful men and only be loyal to the Abyssal Lord.

However, the first part of that vow quickly fell down to the endless pit after encountering the Abyssal Lord's hidden trump card, Lesley.

The moment she was born, she was trained and programmed to be a ruthless assassin. She didn't have a kill count yet, but she did however beat every talented men of the Abyssal Lord.

The only reason why the Abyssal Lord did not sent out Lesley was because he thought that children are easily brainwashed and are still weak during their undeveloped bodies. He didn't want to let go of a potential assassin and finalized his decision to train her himself.

From there on , the Abyssal Lord made Lesley his daughter and the two male younglings' mentor. It seemed to be luck coming out from the opening of the Heavens, but it came from the underground world instead.

They were trained by the ruthless female until they couldn't stand no more. It was a good thing that both of the young boys held determination inside their hearts and continued their harsh teachings by their mentor.

In summary, Gusion and Claude met Lesley back in their childhood days. The female assassin though, was shortly separated from the two males when the headquarters of the Abyssal Lord was destroyed by the Iymperisl Empire's troops. That was when the three became teenagers and were still rather weak against professional knights.

A few years after the separation, Lesley was adopted by Harley's family for they saw potential in her for becoming their heir's bodyguard and future personal assassin.

Somewhere at that time, Gusion and Claude silently infiltrated the Caivoyal City's government by becoming useful men to their individual masters.

Now, back to the present, she has now encountered Claude after many years of separation. She had already expected that she will cross paths with the two in the future and so, she wasn't too shocked about suddenly meeting them.

However, Gusion's new change did flabbergasted the female ballerina. She did not suspect that he will become that way. It'll be quite the pity that she has to kill him one day.

If, he does not get her first.

"Lady Vance, I will now tell you your duty as Sir Paxley's fiancé while he is away from the household. You will be in charge while master is gone, however you cannot control the guards and other servants such as myself." Angela informed the scarlet-haired ballerina. Lesley couldn't help but scoff silently at the information.

How exactly am I in charge then when I can't control any of you? Lesley grumbled inside her mind. "You will entertain Sir Paxley's guests who requires an audience whenever he is gone, and accept any royal and noble invites. That is all, Lady Vance." Angela spoke the rest of the information that Lesley needed to know.

The scarlet-haired ballerina let out a sigh. She disliked wasting too much time on people who has no values. However, if she gets invited by a noble or royal to visit their home, she may use this opportunity as an escape.

So, the information that was given to her wasn't so bad after all.

In the meantime, she has lots of free time to plan her advance escape plan before Gusion arrives.

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Waaah! I'm sorry for the delayed update. >^<
I hope you guys are enjoying this lil fanfic so far!~