All Chapters of Falling for Lord Masquerade: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was chilly outside. Yes, October isn't supposed to be warm, but tonight was crisper than the last few nights had been. I grabbed a black shrug before I went out to start Mom's car. She had promised to drop me off before heading to her night shift at McDonald's. I skimmed my texts while I waited. Steve hadn't texted me since yesterday beyond a simple "yes"  when I asked if he was going to homecoming tonight. Well, he also told me his car was in the shop so his brother was going to drop him off. Otherwise, he would have picked me up.  Homecoming was a big deal at my high school. We liked our outfits to have more cosplay theme to them, so much so that most of us kids cut to the cha

I breathed heavily into my hands, feeling a strange tingling in my chest. Why did I just enter a manor house on the advice of a strangely sentient owl? Granted no one was here but it was still weird that he was so insistent I come inside, almost anxiously insistent. I had no idea why, but perhaps it wasn't so bad getting a chance to explore an old mansion. Nobody would see me in the few minutes I was in here. Besides, if I tried to back down and slip outside again, my goggle-eyed friend would be waiting for me. Can't go back out just yet, I told myself, He's agitated enough as it is.

Just as I began to enjoy my new surroundings, an odd rumble cut through the air. Masquerade paused at his work, and Garrett's head turned towards the bed. My face flushed immediately. I forgot I hadn't eaten since the early afternoon. I had forgotten to eat at the prom like I promised. That was hours ago by now."Excuse me," I mumbled.The faint smile returned."Garrett," Masquerade said, "I think my guest is in need of further refreshment."

From the corner of my eye, I saw that Garrett noticed how white my nails had become. My emotions were still in turmoil, but I relaxed my grip on the railing. I didn't want to worry him. He had enough to worry about, working in an establishment like this."Perhaps it isn't my place—" Garrett began. I looked back at him, "But it seems needless for Lord Masquerade to provide you an escort to the ballroom if you do not return to the ballroom."I sighed. He had a point. But my last dance didn't go very well, and I wasn't keen to get tripped again.

The lady began fanning herself casually and Clarence made no effort to hide his smile. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat."Yes, my lord. I'm sorry for interrupting."I dropped a quick, painfully awkward curtsy and stepped away from the group. It took all I had not to run away. My eyes were swimming with tears. They stung my eyelashes as I stumbled down the hall. Busily trying to blink them back, I remembered too late that Luceyado was near the front doors and not the ballroom. I almost bumped into him.