CHAPTER FOUR
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IN HENRY'S TERRITORY
The snow has been drizzling a lot for an hour , And the mansion still held it breath ,
LAURA POV
I wasn't eager to leave even though I faced huge embarrassment today,
Zinna had gone into the Lord's court and I was so frightened that she could never walk out alive.
I cried furiously my hands trembled I waited for long hours.
zinna finally walked out of the Lords Court smiling.
I was surprised and hurried in fear towards her.
,"zinna" I called."
Zinna smiled happily, like she was expecting this, giving me a warm hug.
My face was wrapped with total confusion.
" what happened in there Zinna."
she smiled and replied" it been sorted out."
"how," My face was confused, that my voice could tell everything. didn't the Lord get angry."
Zinna smiled insisting everything was fine. we stepped out of the gate.
And I felt her hands on mine, sprinting towards the cake store.
"do you like to have some cake." Zinna asked.
Before a word could be said, we were standing at the cake store.
zinna picks up a cake, she pointed for me to pick one.
" where did you get the money." I asked my mind running with curiosity.
Zinnia gaze locked on me confused.
"the Lord gave me the money."
"what" I shouted.
Zinna held my mouth with her hands ,immediately taking the cake and handling the seller some money ,dragging me away .
we stopped at a very quiet place ,the place was decorated with many flowers the scent ignite me , I was so amazed that I took my hands away from hers. leaned down to admire those flowers. Zinna laughed out in a mocking way.
"why are you reluctant spending the lord's money."
" the Lord is evil and he would never had done that." I said by voice firm and clear.
Zinnia busted into huge laughter.
"Why."
"do you know how many maid has been executed over a simple mistake" I said my hands still curled up on those flowers.
Zinnia eyes widened, I heard a gentle tap on my back, as I inhale the fragrance of those flowers.
I stood up, turn to her, my eyes locked on her.
"are you somehow related to the lord? said.
she was shock for a moment trying to brush it off.
My were still locked her
"are you ?"
she tried to shut me up by placing her middle finger on my lips and whispered gently.
"No"
In a swift my hands swipe her hand away from my lips.
"Then why are you shutting me up ?" "nothing." Her lips curled into a smile.
" I just wanted to be your friend "she said.
friends don't keep secrets", My voice ripped through the garden.
"okay I get you but by the right time I'm going to explain everything." she said.
My mind ran with thought "everyone has they what they do not want to disclose to someone.
A let out a soft smile.she held my hands and and we left.
ALEXANDER POV.
I was a little confused about the scent from the maid I slept with, because this scent had to be an Omega .
My/mind ponder deeply.
"why is she a maid , what is she doing here, or was she sent by the Tyson household, our great sworn enemies.
we all know all omega's hold influential powers in this Kingdom, and how come she's a maid.
His voice broke out loud and clear, calling for Madam Evelyn.
In a minute, Madam Evelyn stepped in bowing respectfully.
"my lord you called"
I asked in an aggressive tone.
"what is the the name of the maid I slept with ,is she really a maid.
madam Evelyn eyes locked on me with confusion.
"of course, her name is Laura ,she lives down the hill in the forest in an old rusted house with her grandma, she's very poor " ,
I turned my hands crossed to my back.
"she's poor don't you think that this is a scheme "
"I was alive when she was a child and her grandmother also worked in the Lord's household when she was quite strong ,she would always bring her ,"but "
Madam Evelyn voice came through, as she tried to recall.
I didn't care, I shouted aggressively
"what".
" nothing, can I leave my lord" Madam Evelyn asked politely.
I gestured with my hand for her to leave .
she then stepped back bowing respectfully.
"if is she truly a maid why does she have an Omega scent I need to find out. I whispered my gaze locked on the bed.
NATHAN POV
I was sitting alone, my sitting designed to make the guest poor ,the chair am in , probably cost more than a carriage.
feet burgundy velvet ,gold claw feet,wide enough to sleep in.
I placed my elbow on the armrest, my eye fixed on the floor to the ceiling.
"I forgot to ask for her name, she was so pretty." I whispered.
LAURA POV.
The cobblestone are damp from from the last night drizzling snow, and a thin mist clings to the ankles of the wooden stall, you can smell it all at once, fresh bread from the bake house, bone from the fishmonger barrel ,wet hay from carts ,and and the sharp tary of coffee been roasted behind the food store, the food store is at the corner of the square -timber framed white plaster walls and a painted sign swinging slow," müllers and son grocery cheese monger"which includes a basket of apples ,wheels of cheese ,sack of flour are stacked on the front step ,a cat steps curls on a barrel of pickles.
I was standing right in front of the store buying a basket of apples ,vendor rolling out it cart.
HENRY POV.
I was seen at hitching post across ,the square next to a lacquered black carriage with a crest on the door, my driver sit up silently waiting
my coat his made with deep charcoal wool, cut sharp at it waist, sliver buttons catching the morning light ,beneath a waist coat of dark green silk ,no mud on my boots .
I was passing through going back to to the Lord's household, when I eagerly told the driver to stop on sighting Laura.My eyes caught on her staring at her with full ownership.
"This scent is different and why is this coming from someone like her." I whispered.
I stared with shock when something ordinary turn out to be beautiful and I wasn't ready for it.
I was used to the ballroom, used to the silicone candle and practiced laughs.
I was used to women who knows I watching and their heads bent accordingly in fear .
She doesn't know she adjust her basket asking the Muller apple seller to please add more apples to her basket.
"things are expensive, but I am going add them.
The muller smiled at her.
I was boiling with fury,in a world where everything had a price and everyone had an angle, she was standing there like she belongs to herself.
The driver coughs, the spell breaks.
I tapped my cane once on the cobblestone nods to myself and stepped towards the carriage.
but as the foot man opens the door, I looked back, just once, and she was gone.
The market became loud again, I climbed into the carriage, my wheels loud away on the stone, but for the rest of the way I will remember the way the light shown on her and her beautiful scent.
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