Christopher Harris
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Yvonne could feel the cold aura emitting from the woman who was carrying her and she knew that her mother was about to blow her top at any moment now. 'I need to do something before she goes berserk.' she decided and then turned her eyes towards the woman who owned the store. Madam Norma had been trying to gauge the expressions of the mother and daughter, whether they would accept her compensation or not when she saw that Yvonne was smiling at her. "Thank you, Madam but that would be unnecessary…-
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Once Yvonne had heard the truth behind the matter, she was disillusioned about the momentary dream that she had made up of her smooth sailing future as a businesswoman in this Kingdom. The rest of the time inside the store {Golden Tailoring} was spent with Raylene greeting the other ladies of high society that she chanced upon in the store. Along with her, the little girl was also introduced to these ladies as they had only heard about the daughter of the Earl's family but never got the chance to…
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Yvonne's feet refused to enter the store which her mother had pointed at. The reason for this was none other than the large board that was hung outside the store. *Golden Tailoring* 'Not more clothes!' She groaned and looked up at her mother only to find that Raylene's eyes were sparkling in anticipation to enter the place. She had come here once with the other ladies and had fallen in love with their clothes. Though she had more than enough money to buy half the store, she had restrained…
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The ride over to their destination was silent as Raylene remained sulking over the lack of faith that her husband had in her parenting skills. Every so often, Yvonne could hear her soft grumbles followed by either a sneer or a scoff. She was amused at how Raylene had caught onto a single fault in Rutherford's words and refused to let it slide. 'Women everywhere are petty. Be it this world or that.' She let out a soft chuckle which diverted her mother's attention over to her. These arrogant and…
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Yvonne glanced at the maid who stood behind her mistress with her head lowered just as a servant should be. It had been two weeks since Yvonne had last seen her following Raylene and this could only mean one thing. 'She has completed her punishment period in the Lower Hall.' She inferred and then looked away. Yvonne turned her sights towards her parents and noticed that they were staring at her as though they had seen her for the very first time today. "Mama? Papa?" She called out to them when…
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"We are going shopping after our meal!" The loud declaration echoed in the silent room, making them stare at the woman who had just spoken. Yvonne was left speechless when she heard what her mother had just announced with such vigor and enthusiasm. 'I was worried that something had happened!' She scowled at the woman who had given her a scare earlier. The little girl had been trying to decipher what she had done wrong which gave her mother the impression that her health had been at risk. All…
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Over the next few days, her classes had been going exceptionally well and her training with the Captain too had been progressing at a pace which without a doubt had satisfied Yvonne. "Today, I learned how to hold a bow!" The little girl exclaimed at the dinner table where the family of three had gathered to have their meals. Earl St. Claire was eager to hear all about how she had held her first bow and failed at shooting her first arrow. "The arrow fell straight to the ground on my first try." She…
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Yvonne held the wooden stick in her hand and turned and twisted it around in order to observe it in minute detail. The stick that Captain Reel had tossed in her direction was a wooden replica of what a sword in this world looked like. He had decided to start his class on self-defense by teaching her the basics of how to hold and yield a sword. The sudden move of throwing the sword at her was to gauge how quick her reflexes were and to understand at what pace he needed to teach her. 'She sure…
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Marquess Samed was soon sent away after Yvonne tried to deter him from leaving his position of the tutor some more. "Huu…" A loud sigh escaped her lips as she sat next to her father in the same positions as they were before. Rutherford patted her head and brought her head closer to him so that she might rest on his arm. The little girl had completed her classes with the last one being more entertaining and adventurous than what she had ever expected it to be. Now that she had managed to keep…
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Marquess Samed had long stopped watching the child play with the little beast as his eyes were focused on the liar of a man who sat beside them. 'Such a trickster he is!' He condemned the man who showed no signs of guilt as he lied to his daughter. The etcher in Yvonne's hand did belong to the Earl, this was the truth that could not be changed. However, was that the true form of the etcher which was getting belly rubs from Yvonne? Now that was a whole different issue. Rutherford seemed to have…
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