Harriet’s POV
“My Lady. My Lord demands your presence.”
“Coming Penn ” I yelled over the door.
I was already ready waiting for when she would come with that news. Today I was putting on a pleated short skirt and a tight crop top with puffed hands. The skirt was black and the top was white. I styled my hair in a ponytail leaving the roots to bounce over my shoulders.
I applied a little makeup not wanting to do too much and then I was ready.
Lord Devon would be in his chambers this morning reading the news instead of simply watching it on the big flat screen television he had in his room. I was to go arrange his closet and sort out clothes he was going to wear for the day just as I had been doing for the past week.
Ever since our conversation in his study, things have changed betw
