“Dada!” Little Roberta shrieked once she saw her father enter the nursery. She quickly and clumsily pulled her self down from the top high chair, she had sat, while her governess read a book for her and her brother. She jumped into her fathers waiting arms, and he lifted her up, almost covering her small frame in his hug.
“How is the most beautiful princess in my world doing today?” Lord Mayfair asked whilst covering her adorable little face with kisses.
“Yeave me ayone” she giggled trying in vain to free herself from her fathers kisses.
She was obviously her fathers favorite Ann thought.
“Halo mother, father, Aunt Anna and Ara” George greeted once he joined them. He had his eye patch covering one eye.
“ Come give aunty a hug George” Ara said embracing him.
“ How was your ride?” Anna
