It was a cold night , the full moon is blooming with the joy of the gap he missed.. and yet our duke kingdom is in sorrow..
iam james the butler of the west duke kingdom and I've been here since birth , my mother and father were the loyal servants of the late duke and Duchess and iam as well ..
well yes the late duke and Duchess , a beautiful couple had a beautiful child noah jane lauren the son of Saint Laurent and jane laurent , both died when young master noah was only sixteen.. ..
everyone in the kingdom thought it was an accident but for God sake ot was suicide, one of them was diagnosed with cancer so they both ended life without thinking, for them they are the most important more than their son living without parents, but the young poets and painters wrote classics about there love story, but I would say their love story is like a cherry wine , looks very sweet but very sour and bitter yet we love.. but this isn't about them , it's about our young master I'm pretty sure he will be in the sorrow of the lady Eleanor it's been five years , our master is twenty six . he is looking at the full moon again the one eyes like Eleanor.. oh my young master...
Lady elenor was a mysterious women with an eyes like moon , that's why when the full moon meet our master bleed much. She left our master five years ago, after that our young master noah completely shut down. He was a strong kid even his parents left him for there own selfishlove he never flinch yet hurt but now he has become what he hate the most just like his parents he is now in the poison on love , I wonder what makes human make mad because of this thing called love..
Today is full moon day, I walked to my young masters noahs room he was on the couch in his hand a red wine bottle half broken I don't know if that is his blood or wine in his hand covered, lots of books is unfinished on the floor, many documents on the table there is no candles or any light in the room, he probably insist the maid to to touch any of his room as if he was giving up and the room is filled with the gaze of moon, the full moon, he is watching the full moon through those big window.
Noah our young master, blue eyes blonde hair kind yet broken, the lady elenor was like a tulip flower to him , never known she was just like the tulip that only comes in spring and never last, it's been five years and yet... ,
I looked at the yearning of that man while standing at the door , he see me or he won't , the young kid I watch grow up into the exact mad lover like his dad duke saint lauren ,
May the world give him peace , may he accept the demise.. by praying to myself I stand there and watch, yes I know as a butler iam no one but for me and for him we were left alone , he is like someone I hold dear, I watch grew up , so I'll stand there and watch him burning all I can do is watch, a mere servent like me can't even tell him share the sorrow. So I'll watch him bleed in sorrow till morning especially today because today was the full moon.. the day she left was a full moon and her eyes was like a full moon .. elenor an illusion