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"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!