It's about my son, Damien," Lena said and Eleanor stiffened but nodded her head. "What about him?"
"I know he can be very difficult," Lena admitted to her with a sigh. "He has always been difficult. I can't think of a time when he wasn't actually. But, I can see that he has a soft spot for you. He's not as harsh with you as I thought he'd be."
Eleanor raised her brow with a skeptical look on her face. "A soft spot? Oh, your Grace… He barely tolerates me…We barely tolerate each other."
Lena chuckled. "Oh, my dear, you are mistaken. Damien may not be one to show it, but he has already started to care and be concerned for you. I have seen the ways he looks at you when he thinks there is no one there watching."
Eleanor's heart began to race, but she quickly shook off the feelings from her
