روايات وقصص ضمن The Lady Awaits A Broken Engagement

She called out for her servant maid, Agatha, and asked if her husband had returned. Agatha came over to the bed and changed the soiled sheet under her mistress. “No, My Lady, he has not yet returned. I’ll ask William when he comes up. The master should be back soon. Please hold on.” Lady Ravenwood sighed and squeezed the sheets with all her might. Her toes curled from the pain, and sweat dripped down her neck and back, soaking the bed sheets.

My heart skipped as she looked straight at me, her lips curving in the faintest smile. “Who are you?” I whispered, the question trembling on my lips. The maids exchanged fearful glances before one whispered, trembling, “That’s… her.” My heart pounded. “Her who?” I tried to fathom what was happening; the maids seemed to be in chaos, and the lady's presence holds power that no one could deny. Then her voice came in. “You must get that lady who is keeping Arthur's attention away from me. I'm back to take what is mine!”

He barked, “What nonsense are you spouting? What benefactor? What betrayal? I’ve never even met you!” The veiled woman beside the old lady had a plump figure, and though her face was hidden, she approached to comfort the elderly woman. “Mother, don’t cry. It’s just my ill-fated luck to have encountered someone as heartless as him. But with so many witnesses here today, and officials among them, surely someone will stand up for us.” Her voice was clear and pleasant, and she stepped forward to bow to Steven. “My lord, though I am not beautiful, you and your son were both well aware when the engagement was set. Now you’ve broken it off to marry into a higher family—this is hardly the behavior o

Athena broke her gaze to seek Lady Louisa, she found her watching them from the side of the dancefloor gently wiping some small tears of happiness from her face and gave her a little wave of recognition. “…She told me that you being as headstrong as you are, only a complete acknowledgement of my feelings would come close. So here I am in London. In society. Amongst the irrelevant gossip and vipers, telling the most beautiful, impossible woman in the world that I love her, and that I beg for the privilege of making her my wife.”

For now, she must play the game and earn the lady's trust completely. "Are you alright, master?" the servant asked with hesitation. "Get out!" she yelled at him and drove him out of the hall. "My lady, did Ariah told you anything about what happened to her task to find the one who broke the soul connection?" a tiny, sick and pale winged figure greeted the lady as soon as she came back from the hall, trying hard to hold herself from coughing out blood. The process really consumed almost all of her soul energy and now its affecting her health.

Quickly grabbing my shoes and socks running towards the Yard where Noel is pacing up and down. “Come one, we literally got two minutes left. Liam isn’t one to wait around.” He gestures wild in the air hoping I will hurry up and so I do, because what could be worse than to be late on your first day when you try to make a good expression. Just then something caught my eye, a little silver sparkle on one of the balconies. There is the mysterious Lady stood looking right down at me with her arms firmly crossed in front of her. The light must have reflected on her brooch, which is what caught my attention. I wonder how long she was stood there because she will have seen Jackson and me from there

“The person I like is the best man in the world.” “…” “That plastic freak is actually using your face to trick the man I like into getting engaged to her!” “What? Engaged? You’re saying that this woman posing as me is engaged to the man you like?” Naomi was shocked. Madeline was actually engaged to another man? Was this possible? However, Naomi did indeed see the dissatisfaction on Ada's face, which showed that what Ada said was true. However, how could Madeline have gotten engaged to another man? Would there be such a good man who would like her despite her horrendous face?

Then a dangerous thought creeps into my mind, a crazy, tempting, twisted thought. What if I could reach him somehow? Let him know I'm still here? We could be caught, my wolf warns. Then how will we get back to our mate? She has a point. I tuck the longing away to be explored at a later date. Lady Eleanor continues, oblivious to my spiraling thoughts. “This means,” she says, her tone heavy with importance, “that you must conduct yourself as a lady of high breeding. That is the story we are going with, after all. You are to appear as one raised for this life and not some stolen plaything.”

“I have delivered you from the illusions and castles in the air that you have surrounded yourself with. You played too much, maybe you even changed your mind about destroying the artifact. Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me? No. And my personal life does not concern you. - How can you not understand, stubborn girl, the dark one uses you, and then throws you out, like hundreds of other girls. And how do you imagine your life after the ball? - there was something in her intonations that I even for a moment decided that she was not indifferent to my fate. Did he tell you about his wedding? - Do you believe in this performance? I’m not sure that Aiden is aware of her aunt’s plans,” she s

He's gone before I can even thank him, the maids pouring the hot water into the big basin, tending to the fire in the fireplace as well. "Your bath is ready my lady." one of the maids says. "Thank you, I'll wait for my betrothed-" "He's currently in a meeting my Lady, and won't be back until later." a maid says behind us. She looks older, her brown tresses grayed, and placed into a simple bun. She's short, wearing a neat and pressed uniform, her brown eyes kind and soft. "If you'll excuse us, my lady, we are needed elsewhere. Please do enjoy your bath." she says, as the other three maids curtsey, and leave the room, following silently behind her.