Christopher Harris
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Marquess Samed glowered at the child who was making him feel worse than what he already was. Even Rutherford grimaced when he heard her words and then gave her an awkward shake of the head. The young child was trying to decipher what had gone wrong when she heard Marquess Samed's frustrated voice mumbling as he tugged at his hair once again. "Even he has an etcher but I do not!" He lamented his ill fate with a pained groan. He had just started to feel better after hearing Yvonne's generous…-
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'Pffttt….!' Yvonne guffawed in her heart and covered her mouth the very next instant. This was because if she were to let out that loud hearty chuckle then her father would not hesitate for a single second before persecuting her at the stake for her unladylike mannerisms. Even if Yvonne had tried her best, she could not stop her shoulders from trembling even when she controlled her laughter to the best of her abilities. The little chortle which she had let out but soon curbed had been clear to…
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"Papa, tell him that he cannot do that!" Yvonne yelled out as she turned to the side and glared at the man who was sitting on the chair placed there. Rutherford narrowed his eyes at his lovely daughter who had just raised her voice when there was no need for her to do so. 'Fine! I won't shout and will behave like a voiceless doll placed on this couch.' She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest as she sat still with a pout on her face. The father of two sighed when he saw her…
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The first day of the week arrived and it was time for Yvonne to present the report on her home assignment to Marquess Samed in the afternoon. As she awaited the man's arrival in her study room, she recalled everything that had happened over the weekend and this morning. When she had taken her nap and then awoken just before dinner, she was led to the dining room where they had a peaceful dinner. Rutherford had even offered to let her use his office if she ever needed to study the map which hung…
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The rustle of the leaves from the back coupled with the words that he heard from his brother made him unable to choose where to look at. Finally, King Ophire chose to focus his eyes on the boy. When he heard what had just escaped his little brother's mouth, he directed his wide-opened eyes towards the young boy sitting next to him. "Of course not!" He exclaimed with a staunch shake of the head indicating that what Draco was assuming was not the truth. Princess Felicia covered her mouth to…
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Yvonne had a surprisingly fun time inside Rutherford's office that afternoon. The pair of father and daughter sat together and discussed the report that she had prepared for Marquess Samed's class. 'Who knew that he wouldn't mind having an intellectual conversation with me?' She chuckled as she recollected the happenings of the afternoon. The trade routes that Yvonne had to prepare for the home assignment for a mercantile family like theirs was the means of their bread and butter. Rutherford,…
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'One glance and I can tell that this is some kind of a study or an office that he uses to work in.' She deduced with a few simple clues that she had picked up from when she had entered the room. "That is correct." He acknowledged her answer with a nod and then walked towards the couch which was near the tapestry. Once Yvonne was placed on the couch, she did not sit down like she should have done. Instead, she climbed onto the cushion and stared at the beautiful artwork which had been embroidered…
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Yvonne glanced at the man who sat on the other side of the sofa with a confused look on her face. 'He would usually wait for a chance to carry me in his arms and place me on his lap so what is wrong with him today?' She wondered with a suspicious look appearing on her face. Oblivious to the thoughts inside his daughter's head, Rutherford was trying to make small talk with his child but was brutally failing at it. After their lunch together he had asked Yvonne to follow him to the parlor where they…
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The arrogance and confidence in her voice made the young tutor roll his eyes as he shook his head at her. The question which he had tossed at the little girl was yet to be answered when he threw another question at her. "It is the etched's duty to protect its etcher from all harm and not just to expect everything from your etcher." He taught her the right way of thinking rather than believing that etchers had to do everything for their masters. When Yvonne heard his explanation, she perceived that…
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"Sire, that is a dangerous ledge you are standing upon. Please step down from there." Butler Limo urged the man who was standing on a ledge of the window as he peeped outside. Rutherford St. Claire, the master of the worried and terrified butler, turned around and shot the older man a fierce glare. "I am trying to see, so stay silent!" He commanded, leaving the servant without any choice but to stay mum. Butler Limo clenched and relaxed his fists as he prayed for the safety of the man who was…
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