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Evelyn POV
Sigh.
Daphne has gone to her mud fights, I just had a meeting with the ladies to stop their scheming, one of them tried to poison the other, the duke has become a menace laying his hands on too many of the moderately attractive maids.
I cannot say anything because he is doing a great job, and quite frankly I do not care at all. He can lay with the whole kingdom for all I care.
I stand, and tug on a robe, a really thick furry one, I need to see Daphne, I'll just meet her in the carriage, outside the town.
I haven't been able to do that of late, being busy so I should. That's definitely the only reason.
I lean against the carriage, I had to avoid Frida's judgemental stare and her heart attack, I can't believe I actually left the estate in just my inner wear.
That's when I see, Daphne coming from the trees, she sees me, and a slow, warm smile spreads across her face.
How addictive this feeling is.
