Lucy Wickshire

port to the head maid but was redirected to the headmistress. She took

; after all, she did not want to disappear. She knew the choice before her was clear. This is what she was employed to do, and she had every intenti

mistress ordered w

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answered. For some reaso

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till do not understand," Shi

want that he came all the

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outcome of the painting for... her tea room," Shilla

stress raised a b

s brilliant idea

eadmistress said and S

brows pinched together as she seemed deep in thought. Too long did she remain so, t

many times, a slight frown stealing her face. Something about the way

ge?" A deep voice echoed its question, waking the headmistress from her trance. The man dressed in a sharp brown

ds, 'my lady' when referring to that girl

after all, her lad

ls to unsettle me. What I want to know is how you knew t

the man-made himself known, into sharp blue eyes glazed with hints of impatience. She found the man in her presence terribly attractive yet too much below

n. It would take time to delive

ou have schemes in your

ever do you mean?" s

few years ago; His Majesty gifts her father Lord Torgenn, the Wickshire fortress; a territory that is accompanied by a dukedom. Her

ain is well aware of how dotting her father i

nning and end. Her father may be doting; but what about the higher social class? Sure, the women may not be informed, as not much concerns nor is allowed to concern them, but never will you find more secretive noble gent