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But Milady’s engagement…she would not want to stay near someone who had behaved

that way to her’

It seemed there were complicated

circue all the information, so she

carefully chose her words

‘Very well, let’s take her to her

carriage and send her ho

If I thought deeply, I realised

that I would only be holding this softness for a short time more

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3 Although it is bad,

it is far worse if one doesn’t have nerves of steel

ℐ awoke in my own bedroom

The faht chiffon canopy

was blurry I could not tell what time it was, but it looked like I woke up at

my usual time I slept well and I feel refreshed

‘Marie, are you there?’ I called

out as I rose out of bedI got a quick

response,

‘Milady…’ Marie appeared, pulling

back the canopy She looked gloomy, her voice was sad This was very out of

character She looked like someone had died

‘What happened? Did so

happen?’ I asked

‘…Are you alright?’ she asked

holding my hands she fell to her knees before the bed Her hands were cold and

tre

I took a deep breath and asked her

rong Marie’s lips trembled and her eyes filled with tears

On no! So terrible must have

happened Had father…had father died?!

How come? Before I left for the

ball, he had had been full of energy The end of all existence was darkness

Well, there would be a plethora of things to do; it was a good thing that the

engagement was now broken

‘For such a terrible thing to

happen to young Miss Beingbroken

in front of soyou…you

were attacked’

I guess I was really pitiful for

large tears fell fro with a pitter-patter on the sheets

She looked rather adorable

Then I re Panic

set in

But I was able to overcome it and I

restarted slowly

‘Why do you think so, Marie?’ I

asked her slowly so she would calm down But I already know the answer

‘Because…because, my lady, your

knickers were not there!’

Well, yeah

I ran into General Brennan and

pretended to faint when my knickers were seen on the floor But noas in my

nightdress, so Marie ed my clothes

…I wonder though I suppose it was

an assumption to make, even if one was a familiar husband, to see that under my

skirts I had no knickers on Well, it could not be helped It did tear

‘Well did you tell anyone?’

‘To the Master and the Mistress,

and Mr Oliver,’ Mr Oliver was our butler

This is why one shouldn’t shoeakness

at home

A frown marred my brow as I went

deep in thought I murmured to myself as I sank back into bed Ah it was too

troublesome; I should just stay in bed for now

My principle was to do today what

can be done today, but this was also a huge conundrum What to do? What to do?

I pulled the covers over my head

‘Milady! Are you alright?’ Marie

cried

It was unusual for Marie to be this

distressed (Zuben: So like that has never happened before)

Well, I suppose I should at least

explain to Marie what happened Her distress was all aI

pushedover me

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‘and that is what happened’

I concluded the recount of the

evening I was noashed and dressed in my day dress and brand new knickers,

of course This one see your favourite

one all day erv’yday?)

‘Well, after this I hope you will

be discouraged fro your underwear till it is in tatters’ My mother

said (Zuben: Indeed But then I a Lady, when they are a bit

tattered is when they are the most comfortable)

My father gave a small smile

‘Are you sure you’re not

disappointed you didn’t get to dance at the ball?’

Oh what is this? I felt a bit

lighter and was laughing easily, but was this subtle lightness because I was no

longer tied to that fellow? And because I didn’t have to dance? Eugene ended it

before the dancing began

Marie cried a lot, so much she had

to regain her lost moisture so she ith Oliver to prepare tea

‘We were so distracted by the

ement?’

It had been an arranged e,

the break up had wiped out an opportunity to join our family with a Duke, I

could not help but feel responsible and bemoan my charm as a woman (Zuben:

When one door is locked to you, aht be open elsewhere)

If one listened to all that Society

said, they would hear that our faht our title with money

In truth, randfather was

a wealthycountries;

the country fell into financial ruin so randfather surrendered his wealth

to help finance the army Grandfather had been very rich, so the money had just

been accuet, yo~

With his negotiating skills, he was

able to assist in bringing about a cease fire with conditions favourable to the

country and eventually, the war ended

The King was deeply moved by my

great-grandpa, so he awarded him the title of Viscount This was met with

repulsion from the aristocracy, and with that we come to the present day

My family was full of people who

were talented in business and good at old prettysially (Zuben:

Misers, you

It was undignified in High Society

for a titled family to work for their money Yet, excess was the very essence

of nobility

And as the bride of a duke’s heir,

I was only picked because I came with a hefty dowry, and they would be

connected to a financial power I had beenthe bride selection tea party by the other bride candidates, ever-so politely

of course Yet, while there entlemen I admired, there hadn’t

been anyone that I had particularly favoured, so I didn’t opposed the

engagement Yet for it to be broken now left

‘For ed to a duke’s

son and get discarded so publicly, I most certainly will not sell’

At a ball, full of High Society, my

engagement dissolved so flashi+ly; my only recourse was to become a nun or be

the second wife of a lecherous old man I would have really liked to be married

at least once and become erotic neith my husband Oh no! Was that too obvious?

‘Well, on’t marry you off by force;

you can work like a horse for the family for the rest of your life It would bebehind some pompous Duke?’ (Zuben: She would have been a

duchess, though)

Father…

‘Oh well, we have Ernest as an

heir, so do not worry about it If need be, we can just get you a stud and get

you pregnant’

Mother…

Both of them treat me like a prized

mare

Ernest was my first cousin, a year

older than me

‘My lady!’ Marie rushed in and gave

a shriek

‘What’s happened?’

‘Ge-General Brennan wants to call

upon you!’

What is this?!

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