William
I'd never met a woman so bright and full of life. The women I'd met in the 1800s were composed, and wouldn't have dreamed of uttering the most tame of slights against someone of my standing. Their hobbies ranged from a very standard set of activities, like reading, painting, and taking walks outdoors. Valentina was interested in absolutely everything. Her thirst for knowledge was insatiable. She wanted to know everything about everything, and was intrigued by my possessions in a way I found adorable. I had to remind myself that the books, paintings, and other pieces in the rooms were actually old for her.
"Your evening meal is ready, sir," Roberts whispered at the door that connected my room with Valentina's. I sighed and reluctantly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb my
