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The cold which plagued me last week is gone, but I'm still really tired. Seems I don't recover as well in my less-young age as I used to. Anyhow, this week we're moving on from Duncan and Gillian to...whatever shows up on the page as I randomly scroll through the monster manuscript (which remains unfinished).
This week we've landed in chapter 23. There has been an attempt on the lives of two of the princesses, leaving one princess and an innocent lady-in-waiting unconscious and in danger of dying. The Duke of Langdon is explaining the situation to his mother, having briefly seen the princess lying insensible on her bed before bolting from the room.
“I cannot go back there.” Christian declared.
“Nonsense. You may be a boy, but you are also a duke and you will do your duty in this time of trouble.” He looked ready to argue the point but she forestalled him with a question. “Do you love her?”
In his unhappy state it did not occur to him to deny it, particularly not to his mother who could always tell when he was being less than truthful. “I do love her, mother.”
“And does she love you?”
Poor Christian has awful timing on this, as he's nearly engaged to someone else due to his late father's arrangement with a nobleman with a marriageable niece. Of course the princess has it worse.
Let me know whether you'd like to continue from here next week, or go random again.
Kate
The cold which plagued me last week is gone, but I'm still really tired. Seems I don't recover as well in my less-young age as I used to. Anyhow, this week we're moving on from Duncan and Gillian to...whatever shows up on the page as I randomly scroll through the monster manuscript (which remains unfinished).
This week we've landed in chapter 23. There has been an attempt on the lives of two of the princesses, leaving one princess and an innocent lady-in-waiting unconscious and in danger of dying. The Duke of Langdon is explaining the situation to his mother, having briefly seen the princess lying insensible on her bed before bolting from the room.
“I cannot go back there.” Christian declared.
“Nonsense. You may be a boy, but you are also a duke and you will do your duty in this time of trouble.” He looked ready to argue the point but she forestalled him with a question. “Do you love her?”
In his unhappy state it did not occur to him to deny it, particularly not to his mother who could always tell when he was being less than truthful. “I do love her, mother.”
“And does she love you?”
Poor Christian has awful timing on this, as he's nearly engaged to someone else due to his late father's arrangement with a nobleman with a marriageable niece. Of course the princess has it worse.
Let me know whether you'd like to continue from here next week, or go random again.
Kate
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