Christopher Harris
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The man could not keep his feet still as he almost stumbled to the ground after hearing what his prized pupil had said in a hurry. "What!?" The loud question escaped his lips before he was conscious of it. Yvonne glared at him and then turned towards her father who was now staring at them vigilantly from his position a few steps away from them. She smiled widely and waved her hand at the Earl to assure him that there was nothing wrong and there was absolutely no need for him to come closer.…-
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'So my plan of staying in the shadows and away from the Royal family was destroyed due to my own actions?' She sneered at her greedy heart. But what she had been missing was that the King was already aware of the brilliant child of the St. Claire family for a long time now. He had investigated everything about her when he had begun the selection of the playmates for his beloved daughter, Princess Felicia. Yvonne St. Claire was the name of the child who had refused to accept the position of the…
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Yvonne stared at the man who sat next to her father at the large dining table. 'What did he just say?' She growled in her heart upon hearing his words. The moment she had heard the King's name being mentioned, she froze which caused the silverware in her little hand to drop onto the plate. The loud clang had diverted their attention towards her and thus they saw her startled appearance. 'Did he just say that he needs to report it to the King tomorrow… Which means that he had gone to meet King…
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'What sorcery is this!?' Marquess Samed wondered as he watched the child transform how she looked with just a few pins. The concept of face contouring by the mere use of hairstyles did not exist in this world but not for long. The hairstyle that Yvonne had just tried on would someday be named 'The Yvonne' after her once it's popularity would explode in the noble families. However, right now it was a simple trick she had used to fool her father into being none the wiser. "How do I look?" She…
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Marquess Samed stared at her suspiciously after hearing the explanation she had given for knocking herself on her forehead so hard that she now had a bulge at that place. He narrowed his eyes and continued staring at her without uttering a single word. 'Why does he look like he wants me to confess to my crimes? This is not an interrogation room from some crime sitcom.' She rolled her eyes and glared back at him. There was no way that she would change her answer from what she had just given him.…
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Marquess Samed felt his cheeks burn red after catching the scornful look in her eyes. "Continue!" He commanded without letting her know that he was none the wiser about what she had just said. 'Sure, because you understood everything I just said.' Yvonne's deadpan look indicated that she did not trust his confident act. 'Men and their egos!' She attributed his behavior to the never-ending ego that the men in this world or any world had. She took a deep breath in and then looked him in the eye,…
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Yvonne glanced at her tutor's face and then at the map. "You now know the three aspects that need to be worked on." She mentioned and received a nod in answer. "The hospitals, better knowledge about something and better roads." Marquess Samed summarized what she had spoken in the last half hour. Yvonne nodded at the man who had grasped parts of her explanations while a part of it had gone beyond his understanding. "Three of them are crucial in their own rights." She began but soon stopped when…
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The moment Yvonne received his approval and assurance, she gave him a quick nod before clearing her throat. She placed the paper with the tracings at the side and pointed her finger at the old map on the table. Marquess Samed observed the spots that she had pointed her stubby fingers and then looked up. "The hospitals?" He questioned in doubt as he was not sure what she was trying to imply here. Yvonne's nod proved that he had grasped her first point accurately. "As I had mentioned earlier,…
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After Yvonne had come to the decision of disrupting one of the events that had led to Hilda, Prince Fritzen, and Grand Duke Roschester to gain popularity, she got to work in the next instant. She analyzed the map that Marquess Samed had laid out on the table between them. While she was watching the map at a close distance, Sullivan was glancing at the room that he was inside at this moment. 'So she has such a mild and sober room?' He commented after his eyes roamed across the room. The room had…
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As Butler Limo arrived above ground, he made sure to keep his presence low as he locked the entrance of the door that led to the Lower Hall. He pocketed the bronze key and stepped out of the empty room in an inconspicuous manner. Paula would be kept downstairs for the next two weeks for her solitary punishment, while the other maid had a copy of the key which she could use to unlock the door whenever she exited the place. As he turned a few corners and then arrived at a corridor where other…
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