"My lady, Miss Bellamy says the apricot trees are bad luck. To keep the Duke's estate safe, they have to be cut down..."I froze and turned toward the few apricot trees in the courtyard.Back when the Conrad family was still intact, there had been many apricot trees throughout our estate. Every spring, the entire courtyard would be filled with blossoms.Ever since I was little, I looked forward to the apricot trees blooming each year. I would wait eagerly for them to bear fruit.My mother, Corrine Conrad, would even make candied apricots for me by hand.Then the Conrad family was massacred, and the apricot trees throughout the estate were burned to the ground.After Landon brought me back to the Duke's estate, he learned how much I loved apricot blossoms and specifically had people transplant new trees into my courtyard.For the past three years, we had tended them together with great care.In spring, we'd make tea, pour ourselves a drink, and sit beneath the flowering trees. I
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