I trembled slightly with excitement. I had expected a dull, conservative old stick-in-the-mud, but as it turned out, I already liked Jane before she even appeared.
Perhaps it was because I sensed a kindred spirit in her.
I had a premonition that the days ahead with Jane would be both fulfilling and interesting.
While I was lost in thought, Jane had already alighted from the carriage and was walking towards us with an elegant gait.
Her steps were slow yet captivating, exuding a noble and graceful presence.
Like a black swan, she stood proudly aloof, and I found myself unconsciously drawn to her, my gaze fixed firmly on her figure.
Jane reached Isabella and performed a perfect curtsy.
"Viscountess, thank you for your invitation. The desolate scenery of Northtown has left a deep impres
