All About My Nothings

Pixiv - Axle 39 Percy’s Passion: Yesterday, I unexpectedly met Percy; it was nerve-racking, but I managed to get through it undiscovered. If I really thought about it, the Duke should not be searching for me since he was marrying Isabel. ‘Good Morning, Miss Julia, would you like help with anything? I can do anything pretty well.’ I jumped at the masculine voice. It was Percy, dressed neatly, standing just inside the door of the room at the back of the inn we had commandeered for use. We had just got a delivery of caramel and I was repackaging them with Hannah. I don’t understand. Why is this guy here so early in the morning?! He promised to come back in a month’s time yesterday! What exactly happened here? Percy had asked Susanna about me and Shirley and he had been told about Hannah as well. Although, he now knew my name, he did not realise I was the Julia. That meant my disguise must be pretty good. ‘Personally,’ he began, ‘I think Shirley is simply embarrassed. So

Girl on guy's lap, two fellows in the back ground...kinda sorta fits. 黒裄 Honestly! A lot of you dear readers were certainly a lot smarter than I am and got it in one, I really didnt know if I could say anything and spoil it for the rest who were like me: kinda suspicious but not sure it wasn't real. A lot of you are well versed in the ways of terrible plot lines. I could only laugh at the comments that were super on point. 15 The Marriage Contract: Salad with colourful tomatoes and mozzarella accompanied by a rich chestnut and pumpkin potage, soft buttery bread and a fluffy omelette, herb seasoned chicken, fresh fruit and yoghurt, teased Iris’ nostrils. (Zuben: If only we could just have said scrumptious food teased Iris’ nostrils and carried on with life) ‘Ernest.’ ‘What’s the matter? Is there something you don’t like?’ ‘No, not at all, I am very satisfied. But…’ She was sitting on Ernest’s legs on a chaise. He held her against him with one arm and fed

Sizh 37 Julia’s Heartbreak: When I returned to the mansion, I quickly changed my clothes and went to apologise to the Earl for worrying them, but he was absent. I was told he had gone out since last night but had not returned. I spoke with the Countess and headed to my room. On the corridor, I met Isabel standing there, waiting. I wondered if she had come to deride me again. I stopped before her and waited for her tirade while being vigilant. Shoring oneself up was the only way to stand Isabel’s sarcasm. Once, I retorted, and she hid Hannah’s clothes from her. She would never retaliate directly; I hated her. She was dressed opulently and stood with her arms folded across her chest, with an expression of triumphant confidence on her face. ‘Oh Julia, I heard you and James had been kidnapped. I am so happy you are safe and well, but it’s too bad about your hands; you won’t be able to attend the tea party this afternoon. There is an important announcement I wanted to tel

Pinterest 13 The Morning After: The soft light of the morning shone on her eyelids, she gave a soft groan. She would have to get up soon. Had she been making lace well into the night? She had to find someone to marry quicker than Leticia. But why did she feel so lazy? She wanted to sleep a bit more. She turned away from the light of the sun. Hmmm, this feels nice. The silk sheets felt nice, not too warm and not too cold; very comfortable. She rubbed her cheek against the fabric; it felt so nice she smiled. She decided to buy this kind of bed linen for her bed too. She wanted to wake up in such a comfortable environment everyday. But why was she sleeping in silk bedding? She frowned. Something was odd. She rubbed her eyes as they opened, ‘My sleeping Princess, you look good enough to eat.’ ‘Hmmm...?’ That voice was familiar but it wasn’t Matthias’ voice. (Zuben: why would Matthias be calling you a sleeping princess) Iris was still hovering between dreams and wa