The next week was terribly long for Charlotte. Not just because she had to busy herself with tedious tasks with an injured hand, but because she was anxious to speak with Lord Hunt again. The cycle continued the next day as though they had never had their talk. Every afternoon that Lord Hunt issued out his task list, Charlotte swore she caught his eyes lingering on her for a second longer than they did anyone else. When at last it was her turn to offer blood again, she found herself eager to have a moment alone with him. Although, she did have to admit that being made to wait twelve days instead of just a single week was a little irritating. Lord Hunt had promised her a meeting once a week and had yet to follow through with that promise. If he had meant for it to be two weeks, then that was what he should have said, she felt. It was just something else that she intended to talk to him about when he finally showed up to her room. Just as he had nearly two weeks prior, Lord Hunt arri
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