Secret Wardrobe Of The Duchess Novels & Stories

But instead, anxiety munched her bones. Because Cassian lived and whispers spread, whispers that poison had entered the palace itself, whispers that pointed in too many directions. And if those whispers ever curved toward her… Her hand trembled against the bracelet she toyed with, the pearls clicking softly. Too loud in the quiet. The maid knelt by the hearth, her voice low. “They say the duchess never left his side. That she drew a blade on His Grace when he threatened the captain’s life.” Aria’s head snapped up. “What?”

He rebuked when he sniffed the paper. “Duchess Calliope, woman fluent in eight languages and comes from a noble house situated in the hills of Milena. Her family is notorious for possessing a numerous army. One who may speak to her, agrees to be charmed by her…” He opened the third one. “Lady Diene…” “Baroness Itzel…” “Princess Arlet…” "Lady Seline..." “Duchess Katrina…” He read her seven letters and finally turned to her with a baffled expression on his face.

All three men froze, then scrambled off the bed and out of the room without a single word. Duchess sat up quickly, eyes wide with shock when she saw me. That shock turned into pure terror when Baron stepped in behind me and closed the door with a soft click. “Silas… what are you doing here?” she breathed, hurriedly pulling the silk sheets over her naked body. I walked over to the ornate throne chair beside her bed and sat down, one leg over the other. “Repeat what you said to Billie in that bathroom,” I ordered. Duchess glanced at Baron again, then back at me. Her throat worked.

Cass says. "So you three," She points towards the young aristocrats. "Get more clothes. And also you four who handle security. Wearing a suit for a week is a bit flashy. Don't worry about the expenses, I won't ask for anything." "You're being freaky again, milady." Sebastian comments. "Diana, get more dresses. I'll tell the tailor to suit it for your comfortability, in case you need to fight," Diana nods in recognition. "Also, who will take care of Shiro if I go to Paris?"

] These explicit words made my stomach churn as I thought, 'This arrogant toad! However, I had no choice. What was even more outrageous was that he ordered me to wear sexy and revealing clothes for our meeting. I suppressed my nausea and put on a pink see-through chiffon dress. The large cutout on the back made my skin faintly visible. My skirt swayed gently with each step, outlining the curves of my body.

Did she know what he had planned for me? I turned away from Kade and slipped out of the cover up dress I had on. Underneath was a nude corset with hidden sleeves built in. High on my calf was a black garter to hold a knife. “Turn around princess.” I did as he asked. My breath hitched when I saw the desire in his gaze. He walked toward me and placed two thin daggers in the hidden compartments in the corset. He was careful not to let his fingers linger in areas that he shouldn’t be. He turned to the garment bag and took out the beautiful floor length gown. He held it out to me before I stepped in. The chiffon material felt soft against my skin. I instinctively turned so my back was facing Kade

’ With that in mind, I bolted up from my seat and ran through the door and hallways, a place in mind that will surely give me a starting point to discover: THE LIBRARY. If this world resembles the Victorian Era back on Earth, it is sure that every household that has a library holds the family history and documents. It is always like that. Sometimes, it is placed at the very back of the room, or contained in a sealed space or chest, even in a hidden room or anything. AsI trudged through the halls, both servants and maids alike bowed down, but not with a look of confusion and wonder as to why the duchess was walking in such haste. Well, I really need to be in the library as soon as possible.

The top surface, where the elbows would rest, was padded too. At the back of the room was a large walnut wardrobe. It had two doors and four large drawers. Beside it was a side-table laden with drinks, bottles of gin, brandy, whisky and vodka, red and white wine and a wine cooler containing champagne, as well as ali the appropriate glasses. The room had a curious smell, a combination of woman’s perfume and something Clare did not recognise, a musky heady scent. ‘Make yourself at home,’ the Duke said. He slumped on to one of the sofas while his wife poured herself a glass of wine.

She quickly climbed onto the bed by instinct and sat on Adina’s wedding gown. Adina was speechless. Did that not indirectly tell Duke where the bridal shoe was? Duke smiled faintly and walked to the bed. “Mel, is the bridal shoe underneath the wedding gown?” “No!” Melody shook her head vigorously. “Dad, you’re wrong. It’s not here!” Duke grabbed the girl and held her in his arms while he touched the wedding gown. Then, he took out a red high heel. Melody pouted. “I’ll hide it in a better place next time.”

She finally let go and turned around, rushing out of my room and muttering about how she needed to quickly pack, looking over her shoulder to tell me that she’d meet me by the door in a short while. I laughed some more as she raced out, grabbing my cloak and slipping on the stupid charmed bracelet that I was told to always wear around company. Glaring at it as I rested on my wrist, cringing as I felt the wave of glamour magic cover me completely. The Duchess had had this made for me when I first moved in at nine, insulting my hair and eyes as she explained that no one outside the family could ever know that my brother and I were illegitimate. It would embarrass them and their family name to