"Sister, help me" cried Shirley

"What's wrong Shirley! Why are you crying?" asked Dior.

Shirley: "I..I.."..."I think I'm going to die"

Dior: What in the heavens are you saying?! Tell me what's wrong!

Shirley: Sister, I.. I got trapped.

Dior: Trap? How?

Shirley: (bursts into tears) I'm sorry...I..I fell into his trap.

Dior: Who is him?? Please Shirley, tell me, I'll help you.

Shirley: Mason...Mason Hearts, I..I fell into his trap.

Dior: What happened?

Shirley: He used my love, sister...he used me!..He wanted me to take his money to Sir William because he had to be somewhere, but then when I went to Sir William's house, he wasn't there. His maid instructed me to go to their other house and offered the transport, so I went in. But when I arrived there, someone put a blindfold on me and snatched the bag from my hands, and until I unfolded it, I saw that there was no one. I..I--was horrified, I immediately went to Mason to tell him but it turned out that Sir William had accused me to snitch with the money and run away and put it all as an act later. And.... sister...Mason, didn't believe me. He didn't believe a word I said! How could he...how could he....

Dior: Shirley...Mason.. he's the brother of Oliver Heart right? The one people never say to even look at him...what are we going to do?!

Shirley: You'll protect me right? Sister?

Dior: Of course Shirley. I'll make sure you don't have to suffer an inch because of this.I promise.

•••

(A letter has arrived)

Shirley: Sis--

Dior: It's okay Shirley. This is bound to happen.

•Letter•

Shirley Woods, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Woods is hereby requested at the Royal Palace of Hearts at 4:00 p.m tomorrow.

Shirley: Sister, maybe I should just run away. I dare to imagine how many years of imprisonment they're going to convict me to as this money is of the younger son of the Royal Hearts. I've heard the rumours of no mercy by that family.

Dior: How much money was it?

Shirley: 100000 Rems

Dior: Oh heavens! Shirley you should've atleast known that such circumstances could've happened!

Shirley: I..I just believed him. Was that so wrong?

Dior: ....But look where it got us. I don't have such amount with me. Neither can I get I from somewhere.

Shirley: What about asking fath--

Dior: NO. I'll deal with it.

•••

(At the Royal Palace of Hearts)

"Sir, they've arrived"

~the palace was beautiful but dark,

the paths were lit like scars,

just one look at him,

it turned into a complete piece of art~

Dior: Sir, we're really sorry for all the inconvenience we have caused you. But I want to point out that my sister, Shirley Woods did NOT commit such an act which she has been forced guilty for. If you please re-consider investigating the whole matter, I'm sure it will shed light on the truth.

Oliver: Hmm...Re-investigate....truth....Miss Woods, I'm afraid I cannot approve that request.

Dior: Why?! I- I mean Sir, I cannot just stand here and see my sister suffer for something she didn't do.

Oliver: Miss, do you have any proof that your sister did not steal my brother's money?

Dior: (looks at Shirley on the verge of tears) I'm afraid not. But that doesn't convey that she is guilty.

Oliver: So are you saying my brother is lying?

Dior: ...I..Maybe.

Oliver: Your sister is being planned to be imprisoned for atleast 20 years or an alternative, pay the amount in double.

Dior: 20 years for what?!

Oliver: Stealing, engaging in crime activities with a royal family, act of deceiving, manipulation through feelings of attachments and what not. I think 10 more years should be added to that.

Shirley: (crying) NOO!! PLEASE!! SISTER, YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU WILL PROTECT ME!!

Dior: (in tears) Shirley! I'm here, don't worry.

•••

Dior kneels down in front of Oliver

Dior: Please. I beg you. I'll do anything you want, just leave her. I'll take all the guilt upon me, so please... PLEASE... don't make her suffer.

Oliver: ....Become my wife, that's the condition.

Dior: ...Will that solve this situation?

Oliver: Yes

Dior: Will my sister be able to continue her daily life?

Oliver: Yes

Dior: OKAY, I'll be your wife.

Shirley: BUT YOU ARE ALREADY MARRIED!

Oliver: I know.

Shirley: So you want my sister to be your.... MISTRESS?!

Oliver: Yes.

Shirley: But why?!

Oliver: (grin) I have my reasons.

Shirley: No way I'm going to let my sister marry someone like you.

Dior: Shirley, I'm fine with being his... mistress.

Shirley: But sister! We don't know what kind of tortured life they have planned for you. I'd rather die than see you being miserable!

Dior: Shirley, it's not a big deal if all it takes is being someone's mistress for you to be happy.

Shirley: NO! I can't!

Dior: I promised you right? Now promise me you'll be happy. Okay?

Shirley: But how I can I live without you?!

Dior: I'm going to be with you, just not at the same place. Promise me Shirley, you'll be happy, then I'll be happy too.

Shirley: (crying) I..I.. promise.

•••

(5 p.m)

Oliver: So when should we have our wedding?

Dior: I need some answers first.

Dior: Why do you want me to be your mistress?

Oliver: Because I need a beautiful wife.

Dior: Don't you already have one?

Oliver: I do.

Dior:... Look, I don't know what you've planned but i'm only doing this because of my sister. And also, don't expect me to treat you as ny husband.

Oliver: Aren't you too bold to your saviour? Or would you like to see your sister in jail.

Dior: Don't talk about my sister with that mouth of yours! I'll prove her innocence to this whole empire.

Oliver: Haha let's see how you do that. Anyways, when do you want our wedding?

Dior: As soon as possible

Oliver: Oh, I didn't know you would be this excited.

Dior: The soon the wedding, the quick media would be to turn their heads away from my sister.

Oliver: I see you care a lot about your sister. I'll inform you when the wedding day is decided. Until then you can stay at your home.

Dior: Then I must take your leave. Umm..Also, doesn't your wife have some problem with this?

Oliver: My wife? You don't need to worry about it.

••

(At home)

Shirley: Sister! We can't let you marry to him!

Dior: It's okay Shirley, I don't plan on staying forever.

Shirley: Huh? What do you mean?

Dior: Being a mistress to a royal, and that too a well respected and feared royal benefits us.

Shirley: What are you saying?! Being a mistress holds a shameful position in this society.

Dior: I don't care about the status shirley. Being his mistress will give me some power, with that I can investigate on my own and prove your innocence. Once I do that, i'll come back here and no one will be able to stop me.

Shirley: Sister you had it all planned! Thank goodness.

Dior: Of course. I can't wait to be his mistress.

••

(A week later)

Shirley: Sister, a letter arrived! It says that the wedding is in 5 days and that you need to be at The Hearts Palace tomorrow.

Dior: Okay. It must be for the preparations matter.

Shirley: Sister...don't we need to tell father?

Dior: No. We don't need to.

Shirley: But--

Dior: NO.

••

(At The Hearts Palace)

Oliver: Father, i'm going to marry someone this week.

Sir Hearts: What?! Marry someone?! Who is she?

Oliver: Her name is Dior Woods.

Sir Hearts: Woods family? They lost all their status when their head moved to Iopes leaving his daughters behind. What was that irresponsible man thinking?! Ha! And you want to marry their daughter?! In no world i'm going to allow that.

Oliver: Father I wasn't asking your permission, I was informing you, so you could tell the royal families in here.

Sir Hearts: What the heck are you going on about? I'm never allowing this wedding to happen.

Oliver: If you won't allow, i'm going to DIVORCE Violet Vers.

Sir Hearts: (Angry) OLIVER! Take your words back!

Oliver: Father, I know how much Vers family is beneficial to you, so I suggest you approve of this marriage.

Sir Hearts: WHAT AN INSOLENT CHILD!

Oliver: I'll take that as an approval. Also, please inform mother about this.

••

(Oliver Hearts Room)

Oliver: I see you arrived.

Dior: Yes.

Oliver: Are you ready?

Dior: For?

Oliver: For announcing our marriage publicly.

Dior: ....

Oliver: Okay. Will, prepare the hall.

Will: Yes sir.

••

(THE GREAT HALL OF THE HEARTS PALACE)

Palace Royals: What's the commotion about?

Arthur Yin: Looks like Oliver has some announcement to make.

Whispers: There he comes...

..

Oliver: I appreciate all of you to be present here on such short notice. I, Oliver Hearts, son of Sir Egon Hearts, am going to get married to Miss Dior Woods, daughter of Edric Woods. The wedding will take place in 5 days, all of you are invited. Now, I present to you my soon to be wife.

Whispers: What?! He's getting married again? Doesn't that mean MISTRESS?! Oh, poor her! To be a mistress of him; hey, haven't you heard about the rumours of someone from woods...

Dior: (Royal bow) I, Dior Woods, appreciate your gratitude--

Someone form the audience: Ha! We don't want to here some words from a mere mistress! Just shut up, aren't you just here for money anyways, don't waste our time on you!

Others join: True! haha! A mistress!

..

Dior(in verge of tears)

Oliver( looks at her): *whispers* this isn't like you

Dior: (realises what oliver said)

.... YOU! SHUT THE **** UP!

Oliver:(shocked)

Audience: (shocked)

Dior: what a baby!

Oliver: D-Dior?

Dior: Oops...

••

(Oliver's room)

Oliver: Well, you clearly made this more difficult.

Dior: Well, you told me to act like myself, so I did.

Oliver: If I knew you would've said THAT word in front of everyone, including media!, I wouldn't have told you so.

Dior: What are you even taunting about? Also what do you mean THAT word, it's just "****".

Oliver: Well, royals don't use that word.

Dior: I'm not a royal anyway.

Oliver: You used to be, also when you marry me, you will become a royal.

Dior: I don't care. I'm going to be the way I am.

Oliver: YOU need to BEHAVE.

Dior: I am behaving, aren't I?

Oliver: Continue this and i'll have to teach you.

Dior: Teach me? Who are you?

Oliver: Dior, i'm going to be your husband.

Dior: So? You think i'll let you walk over me?

Oliver: Is it so hard to be polite?

Dior: With you? YES

Oliver: (comes closer to Dior) You better start acting good, cuz i'm tired of holding back.

Dior: (gets more closer) Why are you holding back huh? Scared?

Oliver: Scared of what? Your boldness? Ha! I'll test that when the time comes.

Dior: What?

*Oliver leaves*

Dior: Hey! Hey!

Will: Miss, Sir Oliver has some meetings to attend.

Dior: Okay so?! Why did he call me here?

Will: For the media announcement.

Dior: And what about the wedding preparations?

Will: He said he'll take care of that...Your transport is ready.

Dior: *Wtf* I need to talk to him.

Will: Sorry miss you can't right now.

Dior: Which way did he go? That way right?

Will: No miss-- Miss? MISS! YOU CAN'T RUN HERE!

••

Dior: YOU! OLIVER HEARTS! I'M NOT DONE YET! WAIT!

Oliver: Who is shouting in the great hall?!

DIOR: OLIVER HEARTS! U FUC--

Oliver: (looks at her in shock) What in the world is wrong with you?!

Dior: Who said you could walk away whenever you want? I'm not done yet.

Oliver: I'm busy.

Dior: (angry) ....

••

Oliver: What is it?

Dior: I wanted to tell you that for our wedding, don't invite my mother and father.

Oliver: A wedding without your parents, how is that possible?

Dior: Please, that's my only condition.

Oliver: ....i'll see.

Dior: Thankyou. I'll take my leave now.

Oliver: Wait.

••

Oliver: Here..

Dior: What is this?

Oliver: It's for you.

Dior: A necklace?

Oliver: Yes. I don't know if you'll like it.

Dior: It's pretty. But, I won't take this. I appreciate the gesture tho.

Oliver: Why?

Dior: Because I don't want us to act like lovers. This necklace is more like a debt to me than a gift. Maybe in some future i'll be comfortable enough to accept it. Til then I hope you won't do such things.

Oliver: ....i'll save it for the future then.

••

(At home)

Shirley: Sister, did he trouble you?

Dior: It was okay.

Shirley: Don't tell me he slapped you or something?!

Dior: No shirley, he doesn't look like the type to.

Shirley: Don't trust him sister, you've heard the rumours too.

Dior: I don't trust him, but I don't trust the rumours either.