B for Black and B for Breakfast.
Pov: Regulus.
Pain, all regulus could feel was a really bad as fuck, headache.
"Master, It's time for you to wake up." Said Kreacher, Regulus's butler and one of the only staff who serves him.
" It's paining, My head is paining, I want a break. I wanna sleep more." Said Regulus in a very low voice as if he was sick, which he was not but might be.
"I'm afraid, you cannot sleep more as it's already beyond your time, lord, it's 7am and at 8am you have breakfast in the dinning room, as the Duchess has ordered" said Kreacher in a pitiful but rather sad voice.
" 7am?! What? I slept till 7am? Why didn't you wake me up at 5! " Said Regulus as if he had was going to get punished.
" Forgive me, Master, I tried but you would not wake up." Said Kreacher.
" It's fine, give me some time to dress up..." Said Regulus, as soon as he put his feet down the floor and tried standing, he fell. Yes, he Fell.
"Fuck! It's paining, my legs they hurt!" Shouted Regulus.
Kreacher came to Regulus rushing from the door, just to pick him up, "Master Regulus! Are you alright? Does it hurt? Show it to me, Show me your legs, I shall prepare a massage for them!" Said Kreacher in quite a panic as if he was the one who was hurt.
"PFFT-" Regulus slip out a small giggle through his mouth.
Kreacher looks at Regulus, with his eyes widened; he had never really seen regulus laugh like that so freely.
It was new, well not new exactly but new in a sense.
Kreacher and few other maids assisted regulus in dressing up as per the rules of the "Noble house of Black"
7:55am
Regulus was all ready and was reaching the room on time.
8:00am (Sharp)
The Bells of The house of Black rang.
Regulus and his other siblings entered.
All dressed in tight, Black dresses. Hair tied up and waist thin and squeezed; Uncomfortable Dresses.
His mother, greeted everyone, standing in the middle of the table on the other side, She Had Worn a Black and Red dress, hair tied up and it could be seen how much she had a put her lipstick on, it was dark red, Her hair was tied up by a Red rubber band, her green eyes were glaring at all of us like a snake was preying on his prey, the venom could be seen; the venom in her eyes could be seen.
"Everyone, Please take a Seat" said Walpurga in a "Superior voice"
They all sat, In silence.
====During Meal.
"Brother, I recall you're gonna meet your Fiancé, Today?" said Timothee, Regulus's little brother who was 2 years younger than him.
"Yeah, I am, Why?" replied Regulus.
" Nothing much but I heard the Duchess of Potter owns the Valles; The Golden Garden." he said.
"Oh. Yeah, They do-" replied regulus, he was interrupted by Walpurga.
" I think, We have enough of this discussion, Regulus, I think it's getting late for you, You should go now. Also, You're eating too much. " said Walpurga harshly.
" Yes mother. " replied Regulus in a small, Shaky voice, eyes scared that she'll hit him any minute.
Regulus was the last one to finish breakfast that day.