The Devil Is The Duke

w she would cope with the man that was just a glass door away. Around six o’clock the next mornin

me Emeera,” Emee

orning Emeera. I am her

I’m to decide this whe

thing has to meet your approv

his man his whole life, yet I’m expected to speak to you

the first time. “I coul

nswered as she covered herself m

ish in the manor,” Mrs. Fletcher said while making herself comfortable in t

ry restrictions have to

ually, dairy products can be eaten by anyone as long as his Grace does not

ust call

nu and the shopping money. Isabel, the new

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with the Duke every other day. Your first is this morning. The next one is for Thursday, if he is home. Briefing is usually in the evening but he is traveling this evening so you have to meet him in some minutes.” Mrs. Fletcher was speaking too fast that Emeera could not keep up but she knew she had to meet the Duke in his home office in twenty minutes. The moment Mrs. Fletcher went out,

are

chambermaid,”

eaned already,

e girl to pass. She still marveled at how they treated her like the lady of the manor. Lucille worked swiftly and in minutes she was gon

he property and found her way to the Duke’s office o

orning

is. I am here to

, he murmured in response to her greetings and waved her to a seat. She looked around the room. The chandelier looked like it could pay her five years rent. Like his bedroom, the office was kept dark. The only source of light being the table lamp and another lamp in a corner. There were two bookshelves that displayed some of her favourite authors' works. She quietly went up to the shelves and open

me people of Jane Austen’s time did no

I daresay you don’t believe in

seat at the desk. Emeera sat in hers. His wife’s death must have really traumatized

ts this estate?” she asked

ed to her. “You know you must see me every other day, right? I am travell

rig

you some money for your personal shopping too. I don’t want my manager to make a habit of repeating worn clothes,” he sa