Chapter 61

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I received back a letter within a day. I guess mail systems work differently for nobility, or at least someone as high up as heir to the duke. He told me it would take a bit of time to set up everything, but that he would send a carriage to pick us up within a month. The ink seemed to smear in some places, as though he had been a bit rushed in writing this. I hoped he wasn't overworked for whatever reason. I didn't ask why Gus wasn't more excited about getting an upgrade in the world. I think the reason was obvious. Didn't mean I agreed with his reasoning or thought he wasn't stupid. But I'd like to think I was learning by not getting involved with his moodiness, teenage sprung or otherwise. The regulars somehow heard through the either and were appalled. "You can't become a duke's wif

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