Honour Your Word

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"Good Morning Lady Julianne, am sorry to disturb your sleep but breakfast would be served in 20mins and your father said the Royal Family would be joining for breakfast which means you have to be there" came Julianne's personal maid trying to wake her up by drawing the curtains for light to come through. "What time is it? She asked covering her eyes. "It's ten pass eight My Lady, I will go draw your bath" she said walking behind the wooden driver. "What!!! So soon" she yelled in her head, she had been so occupied with her garden trespasser that had her sleep deprived. She got out of bed took of her sleeping rope and went into the bathtub. After she was done her maid cleaned her up and dressed her in a light pink turtle neck dress and her hair left open. "Maya is there any position higher than the Lords that is not the Royals" Julianne asked her maid after she was dressed for breakfast. "I don't think so my lady, first is the Royals then the Lords before the Ministers then the Viscounts, Dukes, Barons and others in descending order." "I see" She nodded thoughtfully then stepped out off her room still thinking about her garden trespasser. Unbeknownst to her, her garden trespasser stood at the end of the hallway that lead to the dinning room waiting for her. He watched her from where he stood, it was obvious that she was lost in her own world of thoughts as she was yet to notice his presence, earlier he had sensed her presence from the dinning room, he left his meal just to make sure she would honor her words from last night. "I thought you would forget what we talked about last night, I didn't know know you where being affected by it" He said breaking her away from her trance like state. "How was your night Angel? He asked emphasizing the word 'Angel'. Julianne didn't say a word and walked pass him like he wasn't there. "Playing hard to get are we, you wouldn't mind if I pay one of the guest to spread rumors about our 'Last Night" He smiled noticing her go rigid, twirling the glass of wine he held he took a sip from it. In anger she turned around to face him "Who are you and what do you want from me? He stopped twirling his wine and stared at her eyes, he took slow steps towards her until he was one step away from her. "You promise me your presence and time till the rest of the celebration are you planning to take back your words cuz it wouldn't go well with me. I would come to you at night if you don't want me during the day, make your choice Angel" "You haven't told me who you are" Julianne said standing her ground, it would be a lie if she said she was not intimidated by his presence, the man in front of her was handsome and well built which spiked her desire to find out who he really was. "There is no point telling you when you would be figuring it out sooner, we are running late for breakfast or are you planning to make the latter choice" Roman walk towards the door the lead into the dinning room, when his hand reached the door handle he stopped and waited for her to catch up to him and when she did he said "Whether you learn my identity or not don't try to evade me or our little night secret will be out". Julianne took a deep breath and walked in when Roman open the door, she was going to report her garden trespasser to her father, she would prefer the Young Duke to this one as his got manners, all eyes felled on them as they stepped in with Roman hand on her lower back. It was worst for Grace as she was shaking in anger.
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