Adam had the entire plan thought out as he laid down in his bed.
Find the girl.
Buy her something spectacular.
Leave without a word after getting a proper apology.
It was foolproof. Not only would he seem so amazingly gentlemanly, but he would receive that feeling of complete satisfaction, even if it meant spending an extra gold coin or so. He chuckled to himself to sleep and before he knew it, it was already a new day.
Adam rose from his bed earlier than usual, getting ready to approach the stranger girl. He dressed in an impressive attire, fixing himself up and looking at the mirror for a good five minutes, basking in his pride. He ate his breakfast in peace and was surprised that no one flocked to give their attention to him, everyone was attending to something or someone. Adam weaved in and out of the various rooms, as if it were somewhat of a miniature castle. It was time to "go" to the salon for the daily visit. It wasn't until he began to leave for the front of the estate was he stopped.
"Oh where might you be going my dear Adam?" The familiar tone of his mother's voice cutting through the day's quiet muffling. Adam, so surprised by the sudden stop by his mother, she never stopped him on his way towards the meeting, he turned awkwardly, "To the salon, mother." Adam raised a brow and his mother's soft tone turned into a questioning one. "Surely you remember what today is...." Adam stopped, beginning to think, "We've been preparing for this day for a month...." Adam was still stumped, "The day you will be meeting your fiance."
Adam coughed in shock. That was today? He stood stunned, his mother's expression a bit disappointed, "You've forgotten haven't you." Adam shook his head, "Not at all, it merely slipped my mind." He quickly cleared his throat, sighing out, his fantastic plan not going to be put to the test.... "We can't reschedule this, can we?" Adam asked a little hopefully, his mother shook her head with her normal smile again. Adam looked dejected, "Where do I have to meet her?"
Adam was standing alone in front of the Quintessa Estate, in front of the grand gates of the location, he sighed out as he adjusted his gloves. It was hardly noon until a carriage appeared in front of the estate. (i 'Finally.') Adam thought in his head, observing the carriage, it was nice and flashy, something he could afford of course. He stood up properly, watching a stout butler move to open to door, leading out a petite girl. Her perfectly combed blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, she looked like a little doll with big eyes and dressed in a frilly white dress. The girl hardly made eye contact with Adam as she moved in front of him, gripping a parasol in her hands.
"Let's go now." Adam said, taking ahold of the matching parasol, opening it up for the female. She curtsied gently and fell into place as the two began to walk towards town. The awkward first meeting was accompanied with Adam's dread filled expression and with the girl's hesitancy. Adam was quite surprised his parents had got such a pretty girl to come meet him, but surely she was a year or two younger than he was, Adam sighed out, already bored with the walk as the two strolled into the lively streets of the earls and viscounts.
Adam was walking at a steady pace, having to almost guide the quiet girl under the parasol like a lost sheep, his eyebrow twitched nothing was happening and it was extremely dull. "As you probably know, I am Adam, I never caught your name...." He waited for the girl to speak up, "Victoria." Adam had to listen extremely closely, she abruptly stopped under a tree and bench, sitting down, "My name is Victoria Septieme. It's very nice to meet you Lord Adam." She bowed her head in respect. Adam frowned, "There isn't a need to use such formalities, please leave that for my father." Adam sat down next to her.
Up close Victoria looked extremely pale, almost sickly. Adam continued to closely observe her and she took no extreme notice to being so flustered as she looked at him occasionally, smiling lightly. Adam tilted his head, after the quick sit down, the two continued to walk, walking around the rich districts, meeting some occasional duchesses or busy dukes. Adam sighed out, they had already walked through the streets of the rich in about thirty minutes, they had nothing else planned and what's more, it didn't seem like Victoria was up to chatter with him much. Adam sighed out, he could swear that he heard a small huff of boredom escape Victoria's lips as well.
"It's a bit early, but shall we go back to my estate?" Adam asked, seemingly politely, but he was actually quite tired from being so disinterested in this walk. Victoria shook her head surprisingly enough, "If I remember correctly, there was a very pleasant looking meadow nearby the town." Victoria looked about, Adam had a slight idea on what she was talking about, but he never did exit his home to go tumble around in dirt and grass.... Without much being said the two began to make their way towards the meadow, Adam still looking very bored.
It wasn't until they had arrived, the great weather surrounding the two, did Adam open his eyes in slight shock. There she was, the girl that slapped him, laughing so gleefully, running so vividly around. Victoria gasped out in shock as well, but she was merely awestruck with the meadow's beauty, not having noticed Adam's gaping expression. She could only smile at the edge of the tall green grass next to Adam, whom was beginning to remove the shocked expression. The two had no plans to enter alone and it wasn't until Adam had noticed Victoria's longing to enter the fields did Adam move with her. His eyes did not remove themselves from the girl however, how hard he tried to stop feeling such loathing.