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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 436 Married The Prince
Marceline Moriarty, who once enjoyed attention from people and being in the limelight, suddenly turned uncomfortable. It was because of the people who once showered her with compliments, the same people looked at her differently and she could sense it.
Her wooden leg creaked every time she moved and wobbled like a broken toy. She was uncomfortable, with some of the guests looking at her and some looking at the hem of her dress behind which was her shoes.
Marceline replied, "I don't know what you are talking about."
Lady Aurora couldn't believe that even this vampiress could turn away. She said, "You were there at the Council. All of you are lying! Everyone, one of you. I will expose you all!" Turning to her daughter, she ordered, "We are leaving now."
When Marquee Hooke and Lady Aurora started to walk, Rosetta didn't move from where she stood.
On sensing Rosetta not walking with them, Lady Aurora stopped and turned. She frowned, while trying to keep her temper and repeated, "I said we are leaving, Rose. Come now, we have urgent matters to deal with."
Rosetta parted her lips and replied, "I won't be coming with you and father, mother."
Lady Aurora frowned at her daughter's words and blurted, "You won't come? Don't tell me you want to stay here after the humiliation they have caused upon us. Upon you."
Marquee Hooke wondered what was wrong with his daughter. Earlier, his wife had mentioned how happy their daughter was about the wedding.
"It is Eve's wedding, and I want to be here celebrating it. Not doing things I don't want to do. I have grown up," Rosetta had to frame her words before blurting it carefully. She didn't know how to tell her parents the news about what had happened last night.
Lady Aurora huffed, "Behave, Rose. There's no need to cause a scene. So come with us. We are leaving immediately." The woman's hand reached out to grab Rosetta's hand, but Rosetta took a step back and Eve stepped forward.
Eve remarked firmly, "Rosetta isn't going anywhere. She is now a member of the Dawson's family."
Lady Aurora said in a low voice to Eve, "I don't know what you have filled Rosetta's head with, but it would be wise for you to stop here. She is my daughter."
"A daughter isn't someone you pawn, Marchioness Aurora Hooke," Eve spoke to the woman, while protecting Rosetta. "A daughter is to be cherished. To be loved and cared for. Not using force to get your own means. Rosetta belongs in the Dawson's house."
"She's a Hooke. Rosetta," Lady Aurora was losing her patience with her daughter, and her hand itched to strike her daughter's face to straighten her daughter's errant behaviour. "You are a Hooke, and not someone from a low disgusting family."
Rosetta had never gone against her parents, and what she had done until now had been indirect ways without their knowledge. But today, and right now, she had to take her stand and be strong. She took a deep breath and said,
"I am not a Hooke. I am Eggs or Weaver…"
People around them started to murmur more, ready to soak into the drama that was taking place and curiosity rising in their minds. A few couldn't believe that the young vampiress was willing to change it from a prestigious name like Hooke.
Lady Aurora took two steps forward and said, "I am not in the mood to fool around or listen to you speak nonsense. Whatever it is, we shall talk about it once we get back home."
Rosetta shook her head, "Mother. Father. I am a married woman, and am capable of taking decisions myself. You do not have to worry about me anymore."
"What rubbish are you talking about?" Lady Aurora glared at her daughter.
Marquee Hooke hadn't heard about Eggs, but he had heard the Weaver name. The marchioness felt sick in her stomach and asked, "Who… who is Weaver?"
"Eugene Weaver," Clayton said, the name he had read from the registry.
"Who is he?!" Lady Aurora demanded from Rosetta and Eve.
"I am Eugene Weaver."
Everyone turned their gazes to look in the direction where the voice came from. There stood Eugene, who wore a brown suit that belonged to Lady Aubrey's late husband. He made his way to come and stand next to Rosetta, holding her hand and the young vampiress's heart fluttered at the gesture.
"No…." Lady Aurora took a step backwards, where her movements staggered and before she could fall, her husband caught her. "This can't be happening," she whispered in horror.
"Rosetta, dear," Marquee Hooke tried to change his daughter's mind with sweet, convincing words, "We understand that you want to live a life of your own, and wanted to ma—"
"Eugene and I are married to each other. In front of a priest, in the chapel. I bear his ring on my hand as a sign of our marriage," Rosetta raised her hand to show the dull ring on her hand, which only spun her proud mother's head more.
"H—how could you do this to us, Rose?! You cheated us…" Lady Aurora murmured with her body shaking in a rage.
"Eugene makes me very happy and cares for me, mother," Rosetta gave her reason.
Marquee Hooke held a pure look of disgust and disappointment on his face. He stated, "This marriage is not valid. It cannot be considered without our presence and you don't have our blessings, Rosetta."
Rosetta felt an ache in her chest and she lowered her eyes. She heard her mother snap at her, "We were offering you the prince and you chose a beggar. You can't do one thing right."
"Eugene is not a beggar," Lady Aubrey was the one to speak. She was nothing less than a protective mother to Eve and Eugene, and she wouldn't stand there, listening to people look down upon them. She said to the marchioness, "He is a far more respectable man than you and your husband. And I think he is more rich than you both are now."
"What do you mean?" Lady Aurora narrowed her eyes, feeling embarrassment starting to catch up to her.
"I think you know what she meant, Marchioness. It would be best for you to leave and not interrupt our day," Eve remarked.
When Lady Aurora's hand raised, Vincent warned her coldly, "Touch her I will kill you with my bare hands."
"Mother, stop it," Rosetta said in a hushed voice. She said, "I have already made my decision and I am Eugene's wife. You should accept him as your son-in-law."
"That my daughter married a servant? Never!" Lady Aurora glared at Rosetta.
Rosetta said to her mother, "It is true that he works for the family to feed himself. But his work doesn't define him. No one should. I don't do any work, some work is better. Maybe I didn't choose a prince, who would never love me. But I chose someone who will keep me happy and love me. I love him very much and in a way, I married my prince. So please," she looked at her parents pleadingly.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 437 Arrest Warrant Out
Lady Aurora shook her head. Disappointment smeared all over her face. She said, "You are not my daughter. If you were, you wouldn't do this to us."
While words continued to be exchanged in front of the chapel, five more carriages arrived near the chapel and came to a halt.
The carriages belonged to the three debt collectors, and two belonged to the Council. The two councilmen stepped out and made their way towards where everyone stood. Marquee Hooke was glad to see the men and the guards who had arrived with them in their uniform.
Marquee Hooke exclaimed, "It is good to see that you take your work seriously, Head Council!" Because he believed that the council members were here to drag Vincent for breaking the deal. He pointed his fingers at Vincent and said, "Take this man right away and throw him in the dungeon."
Lady Aurora couldn't see her daughter's face anymore, and before looking at the councilmen, she said to Eve and Vincent, "Looks like it is time to pay for breaking your deal with us."
The council members who had arrived offered a deep bow to the people around, especially to Clayton. One of the councilmen informed, "You are under arrest, Walter Hooke and Aurora Hooke."
"What?!" Lady Aurora snapped her head with a confused look. "What have we done? You should be arresting this man here."
The councilmen said, "This is in regards to your involvement in killing Lady Camille."
"What the..." Marquee Hooke's mouth was left open, and said, "I thought we were very clear that we were nowhere near in Skellington or these lands. We were in the North when that happened, and why would I ever murder my sister?"
"For money," said the other councilman. "We have got reports about your debts that has been piling, and you have been unable to pay back. You killed a man named Brander Asmodeus. You must know him, he was one of the men who lent you money and when the pressure became too much, you got him killed. He was one of the beneficiary of Lord Kristopher."
Lady Aurora's face paled on hearing the councilman publicly spill out their family problem. She nervously laughed and said, "We never killed Brander. This is a false accusation."
The three debt collectors, Mr. Etsbury, Mr. Mayen and Mr. Hotham, held grave looks on their faces. Mr. Etsbury said, "I once was attacked. Was it you, who sent the men to kill me?"
"It could be. They killed one man, and we would be the next," Mr. Hotham responded with a grim look.
"Someone is trying to frame us! We didn't kill anyone and we are innocent," Lady Aurora cried, the colour on her face had disappeared.
"My wife is speaking the truth. We come from a respectable family, we would never do anything as much!" Marquee Hooke exclaimed.
"I thought the Hookes came from a wealthy family," one female guest remarked. "Looks like not everything that glitters is gold."
"Do you think they killed Lady Camille for her money?" Asked one of the male guests. "Poor woman, let her soul rest in peace."
"Cannot believe that the Hookes were trying to get their daughter married into the Moriarty family. It makes sense as they are a wealthy and powerful family," said another guest, with a lot of murmur going around.
Lady Aurora and Marquee Hooke's faces had turned red in embarrassment.
Rosetta watched her parents with a worried look. No matter how harsh or selfish they were, they were still her parents, and she didn't like them being handled like this with no respect.
"You will be given the chance to clear the misunderstanding, but right now, we are on orders to take you to the Council dungeon," the councilman replied, and he turned to look at the guards who had come along with them.
"NO! We are going nowhere! This is absolutely absurd!" Lady Aurora shouted, where she had lost her temper and patience. "I demand you show me the proof."
"Guards," the councilman raised his hand and directed his finger towards the Hooke.
"Don't touch me, I am a Marquee!" Marquee Hooke swatted the guard's hand, and it took a good few seconds before the guards dragged them inside the Council's carriage.
Eve watched the carriage leave with the councilmen, the debt collectors and Marquee and Marchioness Hooke. Lady Aurora and her husband had caused problems, but they were Rosetta's parents. She noticed how the young vampiress looked as if she wanted to cry. She turned to Vincent and asked, "What will happen to them?"
"Though many die in mysterious way, people in the high society don't get caught. But because the man was dear to one of the Lords, they will be kept in the dungeon for some time and be questioned," Vincent explained it to her.
"They won't be killed?" Eve asked, holding her breath and saw one corner of Vincent's lips pull.
"No, my lovely bride," Vincent answered, and he leaned forward, kissing her temple. He then pulled away and said to Rosetta, who stood nearby, "Relax, Mrs. Weaver. They will come out alive, maybe even more accepting about your marriage too."
Rosetta nodded before being led away from the spotlight by Eugene. Eve let out a sigh of relief. Everything had gone according to their plan. Her friend had found her happiness, the Marquee and the Marchioness wouldn't bother them anymore, and they were free from them for good. And everyone was alive and happy. At least for now, Eve thought in her mind.
But more importantly to Eve, she had married the man who loved her boundlessly.
Vincent said loudly for everyone in front of the chapel to hear, "We apologise for the little pause, but we would now like you to join us at the Moriarty mansion."
The guests nodded and made their way towards their carriage, as did the bride and the groom's family. When Eve and Vincent started to walk, their hands found each other, and their fingers entwined, promising to be there for each other and love beyond life.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 438 Upgrade Of The Vampiress
Music Recommendation: To build a home- The Cinematic Orchestra
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When everyone returned to the Moriarty mansion, Eve went to her room to change her wedding gown and now wore another gold and cream gown. Her earlier tied hair was let down to cascade down her back and a portion to rest on one of her shoulders.
In the room were Rosetta and Lady Aubrey with Eve. Lady Aubrey said, "Most of your things aren't here anymore." The older woman's eyes moved around the room, which looked emptier compared to the morning. "The maids must have moved your belongings to Vincent's room. They sure work quickly here."
Rosetta mindlessly nodded, "Most of the servants working for the high status families are very efficient, Lady Aubrey. Back in our mansion in the North, our servants--" She stopped midway when she realised the mistake she had made in her words. "In the past..."
"Rosetta dear," and the young vampiress looked like a deer that was caught.
"Yes, Lady Aubrey?"
"You can call me auntie now. Aunt Aubrey. Just like how Eve does," Lady Aubrey corrected Rosetta, as if letting the young vampiress know that she was officially welcoming her into Dawson's family.
Rosetta felt a little more at ease, that she wasn't being made fun of and instead was being taken care of. Eve turned around and held the young vampiress's hand to gain her attention. She said,
"Don't be sad, Rosetta. Your parents will not be physically harmed and you will be able to see them."
Rosetta nodded because what she was experiencing now was new and had never done anything like it before. She didn't have the support of her family and was on her own. Eve gave her assurance by telling her the truth,
"When Aunt Aubrey found me when I was little, I was an orphan and didn't have anyone or anything with me. Aunt Aubrey and Eugene took care of me, and everything slowly started to feel better than the day before it."
"Thank you, Eve," Rosetta replied and let a soft sigh escape from her lips because her parents had brought this one upon themselves. She whispered, "I wish I can be as strong as you. I am sorry.... I didn't mean to make it about me." Because she had come to realise how self-centred she had grown up to be, and she was trying to change it. But at the same time, it was an old habit that stubbornly stuck to her.
Eve got up from the seat she had been sitting in front of the dressing table. She came to stand in front of Rosetta, staring into her eyes. She said with a smile, "I don't mind listening to what you want to say, especially during the times when you feel your heart is heavy. It is better to express it to the people who care about you than keep it in. Isn't that right, Aunt Aubrey?"
"That is true, dear," Lady Aubrey responded and saw the young vampiress's lips tremble. "Considering the situation your parents are in right now, I am sure they will come around and learn to accept the truth. If worse comes, you will always have us."
Eve noticed Rosetta's eyes tear up, but the vampiress tried to hold back her tears by quickly blinking and said, "Thank you. Thank you very much." She said in a shaky voice, "You know, Eve. We are no longer friends, but from now on sisters."
Rosetta's words warmed Eve's heart, and she wrapped her arms around the young vampiress to hug her. Who knew that the crying woman she had walked into in the powder room of the inn would have led them to have a deeper relationship than just passing strangers? In a way, the vampiress had turned into a younger sister Eve would have to look out for.
"We are sisters now, Rose," Eve responded, and her words made the vampiress extremely happy.
Rosetta pulled away from Eve and put a bright smile on her lips, not wanting to be sad on her former best friend's wedding day. Then came a slight look of doubt on her face as if she wanted to ask something.
Noticing it, Eve asked, "What is it?" a slight hint of worry coming to sink into her body as she hadn't been entirely truthful about what happened to Rosetta's aunt.
"There's something that crossed my mind since we left the chapel," the look in Rosetta's eyes turned serious. She paused for a moment before saying, "The bouquet, if Eugene and I weren't already married, you would have given it to me, right?"
Eve noticed the childlike expression Rosetta held as she asked, with a hint of possessiveness towards her, as if not liking another woman of their age taking her place in Eve's heart. She quickly nodded, "Of course. I would have given it to you," and she smiled.
Rosetta beamed before replying, "I knew it!"
When a maid knocked on the door, Lady Aubrey invited the maid in, and the maid informed them, "Milady, all the guests have arrived at the mansion."
Lady Aubrey said, "We'll give you a minute, Eve. Rosetta and I will leave first." She kissed Eve's cheek and wished, "Congratulations on your wedding again, Eve. May you and Vincent live many countless years of happiness and in love."
"Thank you, Aunt Aubrey," Eve couldn't stop smiling today, and the longer she did, the more aware she turned because her cheeks started to feel sore.
Eve stared into her reflection in the mirror, realising she was a married woman and no longer a simple governess. Taking a deep breath, she finally stepped out of the room with the back of her gown sweeping through the marble floor. When she reached the end of the stairs, she noticed Vincent standing at the end of the stairs, waiting for her.
She noticed Vincent had discarded his coat and had changed his white in-shirt that he had worn a while ago into a dark red one that matched his eyes. His hair was no more combed backwards but in its usual tousled way.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 439 Welcoming Mr. And Mrs. Moriarty
Music Recommendation: Stone- Jaymes Young
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When Eve's eyes met Vincent's as she continued climbing the stairs, the faint smile on her lips started to grow. She saw how Vincent looked at her as if she was the only thing that was true in this world. His hand stretched his right hand forward when she got closer. Once her hand slipped into his hand, he raised it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand.
"Ready to have the first and last dance with me, my lovely wife?"
Vincent was the kind of person who brought butterflies in her chest with his words and actions. Eve, who was yet to step down from the last step of the stairs, leaned forward and planted a kiss on his lips, "I am ready."
When they reached near the ballroom, Alfie, who stood outside the room with a smile, watching the newlywed couple walk towards him, he quickly stepped inside and loudly announced,
"Mr. Vincent Moriarty and Mrs. Genevieve Moriarty."
The musician seated in one corner of the ballroom soon started to play soft tones of music that elevated the mood of the joyous occasion. Not a moment later, Vincent and Eve walked inside the ballroom, hand in hand, with a smile on their faces.
Viscount Eduard Moriarty proudly said, "We would like to congratulate the newlywed couple and invite them to open the dance floor. Their first dance as husband and wife. Vincent and Genevieve."
The lit candles in the chandeliers hanging on the ceiling brightened the place without bothering about the dull weather that the snow had brought along with it.
Vincent led Eve to the dance floor, while the music continued to play in the background. When they came to stand face to face, he placed his other hand on her waist, while she placed her hand on his shoulder. The newlywed couple didn't look away from each other and drowned in each other's presence.
"I hope it was everything you imagined to be, Mrs. Moriarty," Vincent crookedly smiled at Eve as they swayed their bodies to the music.
"It was more than I could have ever expected to be. You allowed me to dream, Vincent," Eve smiled, and she would forever be grateful to him.
Vincent and Eve took a step diagonally, while their hands continued to face each other. He said to her, "You are everything I wanted. I promise to love and cherish you, share your burdens and protect you."
"I promise to do the same," Eve responded.
"Partners in crime," Vincent grinned, excited about their future. "Let us look forward to burying things together."
"Why did I already know you were going to say something like that," Eve asked him, and the grin on Vincent's lips broadened.
Vincent brought her close to him and replied, "Because you are the one who holds my heart."
Lady Aubrey, who stood along with the other guests, watching the couple dance, murmured to herself, "You did good, Eve." Finding the right man who would stand next to the young mermaid no matter what storm would come her way.
The older woman took out her handkerchief and discreetly dabbed the corner of her eyes. To see and know that Eve had found the person who loved her, Lady Aubrey exhaled the heaviness that had built in her chest. Her eyes then moved to look at Eugene and Rosetta, who stood only a few steps away from her and they seemed happy.
When the newlywed couple finished dancing to one full song, one of the guests urged others, "Everybody, please join the floor with your partners to dance with the newlyweds now."
One by one, people started to join the dance floor. This included Viscount Eduard and Lady Annalise, Eugene and Rosetta, who was pushed by Lady Aubrey.
On the other side of the ballroom, Allie looked excited and eager to join the others on the floor. But no one had offered to give her company, and she stood there, waiting and waiting. The boy of her height was busy talking to people she didn't know across the room. When Timotei grazed his tail near her leg, her eyes lit up. She exclaimed, "Timi!"
Swooping the black cat in her arms, she quickly ran to the dance floor, while Timotei replied in a low voice, "Now make sure you treat my precious body delicately. I took a lot of time to groom myself."
Allie, who had caught Timotei talking before, was less shocked about the talking cat and nodded her head with a big smile and danced with the black cat, who at first looked all high and mighty, before humming the music played in the ballroom.
The servants served snacks and drinks to the guests who had gathered in and around the ballroom. While some guests were on the dance floor, some stood and watched the others dance, and a few talked to each other.
Lady Aubrey held the second glass of wine in her hand, while watching the children she had raised under her roof now with their partners. While she enjoyed the time, she noticed Viscount Moriarty's elder daughter step out of the room. She walked towards the room's doors and stepped out of there in time to catch the vampiress, who struggled to walk.
"Marceline," Lady Aubrey called the vampiress, who stopped walking and turned to look at the lowly human with a look of disgust in her eyes.
"What do you want?" Marceline didn't hide her distaste towards the old woman. Did she just call her by her name?!
"You seem to be piling up with debts without apologising," Lady Aubrey calmly looked at the vampiress, who glared at her.
"What are you talking about?" The haughty vampiress demanded.
Lady Aubrey took a step forward and said, "I don't think I have to recollect them for you, dear. I am sure you know what you did with your hands now covered in blood, that belonged to my dear ones." The colour in Marceline's face turned dull because she doubted this human was talking about her stabbing him. She quickly fixed her expression.
After all, the servant was doing perfectly well in health, even though Marceline had seen him lose blood and be on the verge of death. The older woman continued,
"I won't take those actions of yours into account this time. Because it is the very same thing that has led them towards happiness. Sometimes it isn't too late to turn into a new leaf, then wither away." Saying those words, Lady Aubrey turned and walked back inside the ballroom, while leaving Marceline gritting her teeth.
Marceline was angry to be talking in such a manner by a woman who was lower than her in status. She took one step forward in a rage and heard a crack in her wooden leg. When she tried to take a step forward, the wooden leg broke, and her eyes widened.
The vampiress quickly picked it up, but a couple had caught sight of it. In embarrassment, she demanded, "What are you looking at?"
The couple murmured to themselves, "What happened to her?"
"Didn't you hear? She was always like this. It's just that we didn't know."
Marceline wanted to hit the couple with her wooden leg, but instead, she hopped her way to her room so that she could start packing her luggage. She couldn't wait to leave this place and the uncaring people behind!
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 440 Man Of Strong Emotions
Music Recommendation: Hymn to life- Meditacionessa
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While the wedding celebrations in the Moriarty mansion continued, Duke Noah Sullivan's carriage was on its way, riding towards Woodlock town. Inside it sat the Duke himself and Anaya Chambers, who now stared outside the window, looking at the snowy landscape as the carriage wheels moved.
She was glad that she was able to spend a little time away from the Sullivan's mansion and with Noah. The Duke was often busy with his work, and whenever he was home, she noticed how he often buried himself in his study room.
And as much as she wanted to believe that everything was fine, considering how Noah had walked Eve down the aisle, she knew underneath that calm expression on his face, something bad was brewing. It was because Sullivan's butler had disappeared and hadn't returned to the mansion. Noah's mother, Lady Hilda, was worried and this morning, before leaving for the Moriarty mansion, she had seen the Woodlock's magistrate arrive at the mansion.
Anaya turned to look at Noah, who was sitting in a poised position, while he looked outside the window. She said, "Your parents called the magistrate to the mansion today and reported the butler to be missing."
Noah's black eyes shifted from the window to look at Anaya and replied calmly, "Yes, I heard it from my father."
Even though Noah had indirectly warned her not to get involved in what was happening, and though she agreed to it, she couldn't help but be worried for the Duke. She asked, "Aren't you worried that they will get suspicious and search for him in the mansion?"
"He's not in the mansion. You don't have to worry about it," Noah offered her a polite smile, his eyes holding a kind expression, yet there was a certain chill to it.
"Why did you do it?" Anaya asked him. "I saw the blood stain. You don't have to hide things from me, Duke Noah. My words are true when I say that I will not judge your actions, and if I can, I would like to help."
Noah knew that Anaya was a sharp woman. He had hidden his true self for so long from everyone that it had turned into a second skin. A skin that had tired him and the only person he could rely upon had been himself. He had tried to lean in with Sylvester as he was his mentor, but in the end, the man was no more. After a long silence, he responded,
"It was necessary to keep the peace between everyone. A little blood spill shouldn't make much difference to avoid bloodshed." Noah didn't go in-depth to explain what he meant but gave the she-wolf enough to stay quiet.
Anaya's eyebrows furrowed. The butler was going to do something that Noah didn't want... but the butler had been working for Sullivan's family for many years. Before she could inquire for more, Noah switched the subject with her and said,
"I heard you will be going back to your place next week with your parents. I thought you were going to stay here longer. Wasn't it sudden?" his eyes searched her eyes.
Anaya softly smiled at Noah's question, and she replied, "It took me some time before I thought about it. I heard this saying, that distance makes the heart grow fonder. Also, I miss home," she added in the end.
The she-wolf had spent time understanding the Duke of Woodlock.
She had come to know that it was hard to capture the man's heart, when it was given to someone, and she didn't see a reason to extend her time here. To walk down the aisle with Eve, she could only assume that it was the most difficult thing to do. At the same time, it also showed how strong of a man the Duke was when it came to his emotions.
Maybe a little distance would help, she thought to herself. If it didn't... she would hold these little memories close to her heart.
Noah noticed the woman's resolve, and he fell short of words. It was because right now, he wouldn't be able to pay attention to her completely. He asked, "Is there something you would like to take back home with you? Until you return next time."
Anaya shook her head, and replied, "I heard the cake in one of the inn's is very delicious and I was hoping to taste it before I leave. Mr. Moriarty's little sister mentioned it."
"Lily's inn," Noah said the name, and Anaya nodded.
"Yes, that's the one. I think I would like to go there once before we travel back home," Anaya let him know. "I can take the carriage with me, and g--"
"Let me take you there," Noah suggested with a smile.
Anaya didn't want to miss the opportunity, and she gave him a nod, before saying, "I look forward to it."
"We can go there now as I am free right now. If there's something I have learned, it is to act right away rather than wait," Noah responded to her. He leaned forward to push the front window. He ordered his coachman, "Kieran, take us to Thresk Hills."
"Yes, Sire," the coachman answered, and soon the four horses along with the carriage, deviated from the path of Woodlock, riding in the direction where the inn was located.
When they reached the inn after several minutes, the coachman pulled the reins of the horses to stop the carriage and then opened the door for the Duke and the lady. First stepped out Noah, and then Anaya, who looked around before her eyes fell on the inn. She remarked,
"It looks like a cosy place to eat with families. You must have come here before to know the place. We have an inn in my town, and they make the softest bread there that they stuff in chocolate. They make it mostly in the Winter season." Noticing a small chuckle come from the man, Anaya stated, "You should try it too. It is very delicious."
"I do not doubt it," Noah replied. He stretched his hand forward, "After you, milady."
Before Noah stepped inside the inn, he stared at the transparent glass walls that showed the inside of the inn. His memory when he had brought Eve here to have a friendly meal with her was still fresh in his mind. It had meant a lot to him, and he had tried to help her in the way he could all this time.
He remembered an incident that had taken place a year ago.
It was a day he was working with another councilman and had visited Meadow town. They were discussing the recent transaction made, as they walked.
"Such a cheap and run down town, yet you bought it for such a price. More than three times," said Mr. William Parson. "Do you want to build your own place there?"
"Something like that," Noah responded as they walked through the streets of the Meadow. "I am still having someone design the town and once it's ready, I will have the work start to rebuild the place," he explained to the man.
"That's a good idea. Your family is wealthy enough for you to spend on something like this. As a Duke I admire that you have taken it upon yourself, but I must also warn you that you are spending on something useless. The groves is a ruined place," Mr. Parson stated with a huff.
"Lands never go useless, Mr. Parson," Noah replied, "Especially one like Brokengroves."
"Duke Noah!" At the same time, Eve appeared in front of him with a smile on her lips. She offered him a bow, which he graciously returned.
"Any luck on your job yet?" Noah asked her, happy to see her, and on noticing a questioning look on Mr. Parson's face, he introduced her, "Mr. Parson, this is Genevieve Barlow. She's an aspiring governess." He then turned to Eve and said, "Mr. Parson works at the Council."
"Oh," Eve quickly offered a bow to the gentleman. "I am on my way to visit a family now. I will see you later, Duke Noah," she said in haste as she was in a hurry to catch the local carriage.
"I will see you around," Noah smiled, watching the young mermaid run in the direction of the local carriage stop.
Mr. Parson's eyebrows had furrowed deeply, and he said, "That woman, she reminds me of this woman I once knew of. But that woman was not a governess. She was a cheap woman, you know... who warmed men's beds. She was a gorgeous woman, none like her. Your uncle was also familiar with that person, and this one looks almost the same as her. What did you say her name was again?"
"Genevieve..." Noah answered with his eyes barely holding any emotion.
"That woman's name was Rebecca, though I don't know what her last name was. Are you sure this one is a governess? I don't know what happened to that woman as I didn't hear from her, I should ask James," Mr. Parson said as they walked through the streets, while making conversation.
Once they got inside the carriage, the carriage didn't reach the Council as Noah had stopped it in the middle of the forest, discarding William Parson's body with his coachman's help.
Back in the present, Anaya turned around as Noah had not moved from where he stood. He offered the lady a smile before stepping inside the inn, while his coachman stared at his master's back.
The coachman knew the Duke, and he wondered. On how much the Duke was hurting inside to let go of the one woman whom he had followed like a shadow.
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