She had however moved on. Eunice had decided finally that she was going to go to the regent pageantry. She did not really have so much hope though. She had always admired Lord Henry from afar. Though he was from the richest family I the duchy and one of the richest in the North, he did not live an extravagant life. She would sometimes sight him at places where rich men never went o and whenever she greeted him, he would give a simple smile and greet her back. He was such a gentle soul. But Eunice knew he could not marry her. Who was she? Did he even know that she existed? She had already sentenced herself to eternal admiration from afar. When she shared this with her father and mother, they were surprised. They had to remind her what family she was from.
“You are a Manderly, Eunice. Let t
