Sarah Thompson
Stories
8
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75 Our way (1) “What if I take the ones from your brush? I’m kidding,” Alessandra snickered when Edgar looked up at her in disbelief. ‘Do not come between him and his hair. Noted,’ she thought. “I do not wish for anyone to get my hair and try meddling in the art of dark magic. This kingdom has a lot of problems and my hair being added to a doll is the last thing it needs. While we are speaking about problems, never venture out of this house on your own. I will find you a guard…
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74 First night (3) “I believe we are even now. I saw your naked back this morning and now you have seen mine,” Edgar stated as he exited the bathroom. “Are you going to continue acting shy? It’s not like you saw anything explicit. ” Alessandra sat at the front of the bed, looking straight ahead because she was certain Edgar would not be decently dressed. “I am not acting shy about that. I was just surprised you were in there and Alfred was trying to set us up for something I don’t want…
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73 First night (2) “You will need to ask the Duke to have shelves built to place some of the paint. There was also paint packed up in the belongings you had sent here. There won’t be enough space,” Sally concluded after looking around the room. They barely had enough room to get most of the canvas out of the way. The bigger ones were lined up against the wall while the smaller ones took up a lot of shelf space. “I will ask Edgar about it during dinner. I think we just need someone who…
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72 First night (1) “Young master, weren’t you planning on visiting the priests to see who was the one to spread the news about your marriage?” Alfred questioned as he placed a tray of wine and snacks for Edgar to use while he worked. “I was but it would be rude to leave Alessandra alone again on the first day of our marriage. Today is meant to be our honeymoon but look what she has faced already. Where is she now?” Edgar asked. The day had quickly turned to night and he hadn’t seen…
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71 Mother knows best (2) “Married?” Heather frowned at the terrible news. She didn’t know whether to be sad or delighted by the news. On one hand, she could finally let go of all efforts to make her marry Edgar but on the other hand, it was heartbreaking to give up the man she had been desperately trying to get to notice her. Just as she thought, she wouldn’t be the one to end up with Edgar. “You must not have heard right. There is no way Edgar could have gotten married. He swore he…
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70 Mother knows best (1) “Today is awfully boring and it is already past noon. When will something exciting happen? I am tired of sitting around doing nothing.” “Would you like to go for a walk, Mrs. Collins?” “To do what? Stare at the same trees I have seen countless times? I am not a person who enjoys walking around outdoors unless there is a party,” Priscilla Collins said. Sitting at a table on one of the balconies of her home in the White town, Priscilla was bored out of her…
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69 Unwanted guest (3) Patrick looked to Edgar for help with sending the young woman away. Surely the Duke would scold her for staying when the two men were in need of a private conversation. ‘If my wife dared do something like this I would drag her out of the room for being disrespectful,’ he thought. “What are you waiting for? She told you to speak,” Edgar moved to stand behind the chair where Alessandra now sat. Patrick expected a different outcome from Edgar. A conversation was meant to…
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68 Unwanted guest (2) “I do not want to talk about it any further. Where are we going next?” Alessandra changed the subject. The little bit of information she gave to Edgar was all that she could handle right now. “It must be boring to just look inside the rooms. Do you want to go outside? I’m thinking of building a pavilion in the garden for you to go out and enjoy snacks outside instead of being stuck in the house. Your opinion will be needed for where it should go. My men train right here…
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67 Unwanted guest (1) “What is wrong with Mario being the one to tell me about it? Who else was supposed to tell me? My father, whose only plan was to send me off to his friend in the middle of the night? I am grateful to have Mario help me understand things I did not. Please stop with your negative opinion of him because you think he likes me. I don’t see what that has to do with you anyway,” Alessandra didn’t understand the feud Edgar was creating with Mario. “You are right. Cheers to the…
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66 A storm named Edgar (2) “Prepare yourself for a day filled with annoying people, Alessandra. We’ll have a lot of visitors coming by to see who I have gotten married to and the men will send their wives to try creating a friendship with you. Should we just close our gates? I am not in the mood to see any of them,” Edgar placed the paper on one side as the other news did not interest him. “When are you ever in the mood to see anyone, young master?” Alfred picked up the paper as he wanted…
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