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But of course, Lady Jane wouldn’t let it go so easily. “But why were you at Sawyer’s office this morning?” she questioned, making us both turn our attention to her. “I asked her to get me something to read,” Payton interjected, appearing out of nowhere. “I was getting bored and remembered my brother has a good collection of mystery books.” Her mother watched her with disappointment and disapproval. Naturally, Lady Jane could tell Payton was lying, and the fact that she was doing it to protect me didn’t sit well with her. “Did she find something for you?” her mother questioned her instead this time.

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Jane said, opening a cabinet to reveal a small fridge containing some champagne, sparkling juice, and wines. “Champagne?” Jane offered and Antheia just nodded. She poured on their glasses and handed one to Antheia which she took a sip from. Jane emptied her glass in one shot, and then walked to the landline telephone, ringing the maid’s room. “Hello, please send the chief maid Tessa to the ladies’ chamber. Tell her to bring a robe for our guest.” Jane ordered and the other person on the line immediately complied. They sat on the couch, facing each other, a table in between them, and Jane sighed as she reminisced her sister’s suffering when her mate died and she was arranged to a man she did

I pushed it open wider. The room was cool and dark, shelves towering like silent guardians. I flicked on one small switch on the wall, and amber lights pooled across the entire room and over the shelves. My eyes ran through the sections—romance section, classics and thrillers. I ran my fingers along the spines, looking for something thick, something to lose myself in until sleep finally came. I saw a first-edition Jane Austen. A modern dark romance with a brooding cover. It was a fantasy series Mirabel had raved about.

“Congratulations, my Lady.” Matilda smirked. “You’ve been loyal, Jane. That won’t go unrewarded.” She reached into her handbag and pulled out a thick envelope filled with crisp bills. She tossed it onto the seat beside Jane. “This is for you. As long as you remain faithful to me, you will never lack.” Jane’s eyes widened as she picked up the envelope with trembling hands. “Thank you, my Lady! I will always be loyal.” Matilda’s lips curled. “Good. Now, take another sum and distribute it to those who helped spread the rumors. Let them know that as long as they continue to support me, there will be more of this.”

Leah Falco's POV The old lady looks at me with a circumstance face while I can only think about leaving this hateful feudal-style room. I feel like one of those maidens kidnapped by vandals in the Mallory series.* 'Mallory: book series created by Johanna Lindsey' "I can help you," I offer with a pleading expression. "Dean said..."

At her feet, there were four books. All written by Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice. Sense and sensibility. Persuasion. Emma. She had another book open in her hands, and when she looked up at me, flashing me a smile that showed off her perfect pearly white teeth, my heart skipped. She was angelic. For a moment, I didn't move. Couldn't. I didn't speak either – just stood there gawking at the beauty of her. She must have thought I was awkward.

James asks, worry laced in his eyes. I mean, apart from him having a girlfriend while he was with me... "He treats me well," I say. "He should treat you like a Queen," James says, and a chill runs down my body. I smile awkwardly at him. Jane comes down from the aisle carrying two books and I thank the Heavens for the change of subject. She looks down at both of the books in her hands. "I don't know which one I should get..." she ponders. "Could always get both?" I suggest.

After she'd showered and just finished dressing, another knock sounded on her bedroom door and another maid walked in. “Good morning, Your Grace,” the woman greeted, “I'm Juliet, your lady-in-waiting. His Grace, has asked me to take you shopping today,” Anna wasn't sure how she felt about being called, ‘Your Grace’. Did everyone have to be so… Formal around here? She smiled at the woman, “Good morning. If I may ask, where is he?” she asked.

Hey... Wake up, open your eyes. Hey... Wake up, I want to show you something. Hey... Wake up! Katheryn Moana. Her eyes opened wide. The dream earlier, as well as the craziest heartbeat, managed to wake the beautiful lady with aquamarine-colored eyes. Her breath was heavy, so panting with a forehead wet with sweat. Don't know what made her feel like she had run for miles. She wakes up. Rising from her lying position, and immediately surprised when she saw a small and beautiful figure was closing her eyes. Breathing regularly, sleeping comfortably with a thick blanket up to the chest to protect the tiny body from the cold night air that enters from the open window.