Edward sat down on his cushion seat with a sigh. His palms shook and his face was filled with sweat that caused his one eye to flutter as the salty excretion dropped into it. The sweat had not come because of the hat on his head but the sheer thought of his new wife seeing his face.He grabbed his hat tight and threw it down to the floor as he grunted in anger. His fast paced heartbeat began to slow down as he placed his palm over his face, taking slow, deep breaths. The darkness of the room seemed to aid in taking off the fear that had been causing his body to shake and a sense of peace flooded his being. He was back where he belonged. He was finally at peace. "Why did she open the drapes?" he asked himself as he took his hands off his face and placed them on his knees. "And why did she leave mine closed?" These thoughts kept on coming and he just couldn't seem to find the answer."Her Grace just wanted a little ray of light to sleep into the rooms," Edward heard someone say and he

"Here comes the great Edward, great Duke of Snowhill, known to be the killer of men and beast to the gentle," James said with a chuckle as Edward rode towards him. "What brings you to my parts this afternoon.""I don't think this deserves to be called an afternoon," Edward replied with a smile as he came down from his horse after he had pulled it to a stop. "The rain clouds has blocked the little light that we were meant to receive, turning this fine afternoon to a cold morn.""Typical Edward," James said as he walked towards Edward. "Always complaining about the littlest thing.""Hello, James," Edward greeted with a smile as he pulled his old friend into a hug."That's enough, brother," James said, pushing himself from Edwards tight embrace. "I do not want passers-by to have second thoughts about your display of affection." Edward bellowed out in laughter he wrapped his arms around James neck and pulled him into his house."I heard of your marriage to the daughter of the Baronet of B

Edward took a small sip from the bottle and squinted as the hot liquid slid down his throat. He coughed and smacked his lips before taking another sip."It's been long since you had a good drink," James said with a small chuckle. "You've gone soft.""This rum slaps," Edward said as he squinted his eyes. "Must be really old.""Made by your old friend," James said, raising his shoulders."You made this," Edward asked, surprised and James nodded. "You decided to follow your dreams, huh?""Wasn't easy, you know," James said as he walked up to Edward and grabbed the bottle. He wiped the lid of the bottle and said, "have thirty men now working for me. Planning on increasing them to a hundred by the end of the year." He took a small sip from the bottle and coughed. He raised the bottle as he said, "yhis really is strong." Edward laughed."You too have suddenly grown soft," Edward said as James coughed again after taking another sip. His facial expression immediately squeezed again as a thoug

Emily noticed the small stain on her dress from the dirt that the servant had thrown in the air. Her neatly braided hair too had not been spared by the attack of the dust. There was no way she was going to present herself to her husband in this manner. She had to clean herself up.She saw a servant, the same servant who had caused the dilemma that she was in, come out of a room with another tray of dirt in her hand. The servant noticed her presence and closed the door of the room she was coming out from shut immediately as if trying to hide something. Emily didn't take the servants actions to thought and motioned for her to come. "Yes, Your Grace," the girl said as she slightly bowed after she had approached her."Could you please prepare my bathe for me?" Emily asked as she pulled out a piece of paper from her hair. "I need to clean myself up." The servant, immediately realizing what had happened began to apologize. "I am so sorry, Your Grace," she apologized as she made to go on h

"Go attend to your other duties," Emily told the young girl after she had finished drawing the drapes open. "Just leave the drapes open.""But Your Grace," the servant girl began but Emily didn't allow her to finish speaking."Go and attend to your other duties," she said sternly. "Leave the drapes open. After His Grace, I am the one in command and I tell you to leave the drapes open.""Yes, your Grace," the young girl said after bowing slightly. With a nod from Emily, she turned and walked away to attend to the other duties that Emily had told her to.Emily sighed before proceeding to take a tour around the house. She had not gone around since she came apart from the kitchen, rooms and dining table that she had been shown to.Her little sister had rumored to her that the manor was filled with different artifacts that were more than the little museum that we had back home.There were also rumors of dungeons filling the castle. They said that they were built underground to hold in the