After two weeks...
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VICTORIA STOOD AT HER BEDROOM window overlooking the view outside, before someone knocked at her door,
Interrupting her confused thoughts.
“Come.” She let the gauzy curtain drop and turned.
Lukas opened the door but remained in the hall. “May I have a word with you? Please.”
She nodded mutely.
He hesitated. “I thought we could take a turn around the garden?”
“Of course.” It would be better for her to talk to him alone outside. Also, she needs more air.
Yes she recovered from her wounds, quicker than she thought. The healer told her that the bond between her and Lukas help a lot.
She caught up a woolen shawl and preceded him down the stairs.
He held the door for her, and Victoria stepped into the cold sunshine. One of the old servant in the kitchen owns
