Marcellus' POV
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"Oh, I'm sorry."
Marcellus turned to see who had bumped into him from behind and furrowed his eyebrows.
Caroline... Odessa's little maid.
"G– Good evening, Beta." She bowed with a meek tone, her face flushed red.
Marcellus nodded, glancing briefly at Cullen, who stood beside him, before he spoke with a smile plastered on his face. "Good evening, love. You look lovely. Didn't expect to see you here tonight."
The maid was indeed gorgeous, wearing an elegant, sleeveless, flowy pink gown. She only had light make-up on, and her ginger hair was tied into a ponytail.
Could she even be considered a mere 'maid' looking like this?
"Thank you, sir. Ma'am Odessa said I should accompany her as her plus one." She bowed with a smile, acknowledging his last compliment.
Marcellus' smile widened a little as he shook his head. "Oh, I was just being sincere. I hope that scene this morning didn't upset you too much. It was quite chilling if you ask me."
