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Devil's Heart

Chapter 3 Determined

Word Count: 1259    |    Released on: 12/05/2022

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days had been useless, with series of thefts and daydreaming about

ighting Messengers on strong, bla

ations when she picked them up. But the ev

THE FORLAN

the scroll in pieces, rushing home

nd faced her family, they a

sister. We are so sorry. Seems your only plan of getting our h

rled at them, "And besides, the

c laughter her family threw at her, mainly beca

beautiful, presentable woman. She had beauty al

ning because it was rough and unkept. The

one thing she was sure the future Duchess could not afford, "Sorry Your

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once more. I mean just look at us," he gestured to the six of the

ajor lawn, just beside the lake, providing the best vie

ned, "Are we still hunti

n," Philip interrupted wh

kly at him, shocked and clearly

ness in his voice, "Have you spoken to any wo

th a mood that showed he was aga

concerned than

t side of the lawn at his sister who w

, "Viscount's daughter?! Not everyone who's fine on the o

She is fine outside." He seemed to inte

thing was wrong with his moo

y, "tomorrow is my introduction an

iticisms, he got u

er. It was funny how eve

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m, studying the pack of le

are several responses from invit

Keep them in my chamber.

curtains from up to down faced him. It was massive, and smelled of...records and old letters. He pushed a s

tters. Some were from other Dukes to his father, som

hate to put their feelings in black and white. They seemed

ing of England to his father. Picking it up, he read it till the la

The King placed this acquired region of Scotland under his father's own

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onica exclaimed while she looked into the mirror, exc

s, "Tell me you'll meet the

Miranda. I will meet the Duke. Yes. But talking

nce down her back, "In the meantime, go get me some jewelry from the neighbors.

dirty smirk on, "Just so you know

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tic or felicitating. The Duke smiled at the sta

ractive; a handwriting. He pulled on the sheet and br

sciously, he be

ATE YOU, BUT I AM NOT IN

ards the dark terrace and le

EN IF YOU WANT TO. I HAVE MY REASONS. AND IF YOU

WIS

OTTISH

.and by a lady. Somehow, she managed to instill a bit of fear and doubt in his head. St

to send such a letter?! His hands rub

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Scottish damsel," wail

ng to the core. You have an admirer. D

continued, "and that is

"But on a serious note, do you think there's something about El

een Elizabeth..." he looked down at her in

I would like to see your secret admire

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