Andrew Robinson
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For the longest time I mentally chastised Al for not wanting to involve himself in his family's problems for the sake of the plot. Now I felt guilty about my double standards. If he were anyone else, I would have agreed that he should cut ties with them and live his own life happily. Since disregarding the plot and trying to think of this as just another place I landed in that was not a novel and had no set future, I went back and forth about whether it would be in our best interests to stay or go.…-
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Three months passed as I tried to get used to my decision to make my marriage work. With all the nobles back at their estates, things were quiet on the political front. Mariela spent her days as usual at first but once her belly began to show Franz insisted she remain secluded. It was insane that no one had figured it out yet but I was willing to bet Sigmund was getting suspicious after she didn't show her face at any meals for over a week. Once I decided not to play matchmaker for my husband with Marcy,…
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I sat up straight so I could look at Al's face. Dejection was written all over it. "That's not it. I think you deserve better." I really, truly did. Al deserved the best possible person for him and it wasn't me. "Nobody in this world could be better for me than you," he said stubbornly as he stared back. I could practically see his resolve tangibly surround him like a wall. "Al…" "I don't expect you to love me; I just want to be near you. Can't I do that?" he pleaded softly before sighing and…
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I was so embroiled in my bitter, self-reflective thoughts as I walked that I didn't notice the subject of said thoughts was standing a few feet in front of me until he spoke up. "Katie, I was wondering where you got off to! I think the snow has been cleared enough for us to go riding, do you want to go?" Al looked happy to see me and had a relaxed smile on his face. The very sight of him brought me to tears. I lost control of my emotions and launched myself at him, dangling from his neck since this…
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I finally managed to track down Marcy by pretending to get lost on my way to visit Mariela about a week later, ending up in the servants' quarters. I didn't look like a princess in my baby blue sweater and white skirt embroidered with a simple flower on the hem and my hair down but by this point people knew my face. "Princess Catherine, what are you doing here?" A kitchen worker I vaguely recognized dared to ask while giving me a deep curtsy. I pretended to act sheepish. "I got lost. I'm afraid I'm still…
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After being caught by Duke Orla, I was hesitant to go back outside until I knew he was out of the palace. I had no idea he was even lurking about but the thought of him being in the same building as me, albeit a very large one, made me uncomfortable. I had seen a trace of actual emotions on his face when he saw us acting close. He was angry. His feelings for me may have run deeper than I originally anticipated. It wasn't fair. Back in my world I hadn't managed to attract the interest of a single guy in…
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Charles Lancaster, the Duke of Orla, was not used to rejection. Everyone had been willing to lick his boots from a young age when he took over his father's old and prestigious title. He worked hard to live up to others' expectations and was lauded as a prodigy among the nobility. So why? Why did the one thing he actually wanted have to be taken away by someone so useless? The first time he saw Catherine du Pont he was intrigued by how she put her brother Edmund, one of the most ridiculous people he knew,…
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"Have you ever done this before?" Al asked as he dodged the snow I was flinging behind me. "Nope!" "That's comforting," he muttered. "What happens if it collapses in on you?" "Then you'll have to dig me out or I'll freeze to death and you'll become a young widower," I said dryly. "Don't worry about it. It's not going to collapse on me because I'm building it to last! Aren't you going to help?" I turned back to look at him and he was like a deer in headlights. "Me? What do you want me to do?" "Help me…
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I thought things would be awkward after that but Al chose to act like the kiss hadn't happened and like I didn't know he was in love with me the following morning when we woke up. He twisted from his place sitting up under the covers and looked out the window. "It finally stopped snowing. You wanted to go play in it, right?" If he was going to play it off I was perfectly happy to go along. It had just been a dare. It didn't mean anything. We were still friends. "Yeah, I do. You'll come with me?" "I…
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In his panic, Al scrambled forward on his hands and knees in a rather undignified way. "No, that's not true at all! I always wanted to be your friend. I just wanted to be friends…permanently. Didn't you once say that couples were supposed to be friends?" I had, hadn't I? But that was referring to Franz and Mariela, who were already married and needed to make the most of their situation. Al had been planning to trap me by his side from the beginning. I was angry but I shouldn't have been. I knew he…
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