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Helga said as she crosses her arms. "Ugh" Maisy replied the only thing she could say. "But the young madam really surprised me. She wasn't what I expected her to be" Helga says while remembering Amelia's offer to a handshake. "I know right. She's really cute too and innocent" Maisy said, now also recalling their young madam. "The master sees to have refined his taste in women" Maisy added which made Helga choke. "Maisy. Don't be so disrespectful" Helga scolded as Maisy can't stop her sharp tongue from speaking words that may harm her position as a maid working under Damian.

It was time to end it all. - "Helena Stocker, I am Thetia Kestle, daughter of Duke Hughes Kestle and Duchess Mary Kestle, the younger sister of the Emperor, His Majesty Harlan VI, so I command you to lower your voice and behave properly in my presence. Your inappropriate gestures towards myself and my friend Marie will be severely punished" I explained to her, with my arms crossed under my chest. Finally, she began to realize her mistake.

I first thanked the woman before stepping towards the door where Clark's office was found. I slowly opened the door. "Natasha, please not now." "But your mother says we will be having a dinner date later together with my dad." "Come on, Natasha! I thought the last time we talked you didn't like the idea of ​​marriage that our parents arranged, right? So what is this—Angela!" Clark exclaimed in surprise when he saw me standing at the door. He got up from his seat and approached my direction. The woman who was standing in front of his desk turned in my direction. I could see that she was looking at me critically from head to toe. I don't know what the woman named Natasha is thinking right now

He jumped to his feet towering over her, ‘You fucking bitch, who do you think you are?’ She stood her ground and without thinking she gave them what they wanted, lifting her head she stared at the whole Press pack and snapped ‘I am Lady Katrina Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, Countess of Saxony’ Everyone know her as Katrina Saxony, she had never used her full title and she knew instantly she had made a mistake telling them, it would not be difficult for them to trace her linage back to Prince Albert, the husband of Queen Victoria, she was his Great, Great. Great Granddaughter or something like that and she was also related to Queen Elizabeth II, third cousins or maybe fourth it was a long time since she

Emily Warner I leave the room, completely dressed, after my long phone call with Mary where she explained what Socrates, Odyssey and Olympus is. And also, of course a few thoughts on Lucas. As I exited my room, trying to pull my black dress down as it kept riding up my thick thighs, annoying the hell out of me. This is why I don’t like wearing bodycon dresses, they are so uncomfortable but it does look pretty when I suck my tummy in so… “Hey- why are you wearing your shoes?” I ask him as I look at him standing near the door with keys in his hands.

A young woman maybe two or three years older than her was waiting near the doors a few feet from the guards. She had dark hair swept into an elegant chignon and wore a cream-colored dress. She was gorgeous, with her olive skin, dark eyes, and equally dark long lashes, which really showcased her heritage. "Miss Warner?" The woman stepped forward. "I'm Lady Maria, Prince Alexei's second cousin. His Majesty asked me to show you to your rooms after your audience." "Thank you." Keira forced a smile, though she felt like she'd just survived a diplomatic interrogation. Which, she supposed, she had.

I pleaded, sitting down next to him " why are you here alone?” " I don't know how you convinced me to do this, I don't want to be here.” I rolled my eyes at my friend's words, Alexander was the grandson of Ludwig David Weisman, Duke of Keller, and that made him stand out in every way. In fact, with the exception of David and Lyna, we all belonged in some way to the aristocracy of St Bartholdi, and every time a new scandal involving our group of friends broke out, much to the chagrin of Queen Johannah, who expected us to always set an example for her subjects, especially the younger ones.

Marina appeared again with a tray. “It doesn’t matter if she’s the daughter of Morrigan, of the moon, or of chaos itself. Here she will eat properly. She will sleep well. She will be pampered as she deserves. The lady of the house is now a goddess, with all the letters. And she is pregnant with a being who is already a legend!” Carla slowly turned to Alexei. “She’s pregnant?” Alexei put his hands on his head, pretending dramatic suspense. “Excuse me… Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce the universal heir: Demyan Rurik. Name of thunder. Eyes of eclipse. He will probably be born asking philosophical questions and demanding coffee.”

fell into shock. Emma Richard continued. "Let's put aside the matter of why we got married for now, just to say that the married life of the two of us was not very satisfactory, so the two of us had agreed to separate from each other, and it was after I was going to divorce and separate from you that I found out that I had a child." This situation was not expected by Alex Roberts, and he did not express any opinion, just quietly listen to Emma Richard said. Emma Richard looked up at Alex Roberts for a moment, and then quickly said: "It just so happens that you are starting a new life with Marisa Miller, and the child is with me. I thought you would understand the situation." Here, Emma Rich

She snickered. My eyes widened at the mention of the Duchesses name. Duchess Von Keem was a cruel ruthless woman. She would do anything to remain as the prince's soon to be wife. I heard she slapped a count’s daughter just for admiring the prince during a hunting tournament. It was said that Lady Meroux gave the prince a favor. That was why she received a harsh smack from the Duchess. The rumors say that the bruising lasted weeks