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The Merchant's Bride

[ON HIATUS!!!!] What are the chances that a selfish, spoiled and arrogant daughter of a noble man in the little town of Griffinwald would fall head over heels in love with a foreigner, an affluent merchant who bathes in the very waters of pride, arrogance and bloated ego? What are the odds that the universe would plan their meet in the most dramatic way; a missing handkerchief flying off with the wind; Scared horses whinning loudly in the distance, a banging thunderstorm is the grand plan. What if this merchant has travelled this far to seek out a certain girl who should become his bride, only to land his heart in another woman's bosoms? ___________ EXCERPT ____________ "The housekeeper is not," said she. "And I am not dumb enough as you think. I can figure my way out of here." "You can?" "Yes, I can." "Hm." Rochester travelled his hand up to his lips. Bussing his mouth sensually with his thumb, he felt his lips divide. Hoping it would have the desired effect on the girl, he said, "I am still confused. Why haven't you left here already? Is there perhaps something else you would need me to do for you? Want to warm my bed perhaps?" "You are disgusting, sir! And I hate you!" Louisa yelled, and in a couple of sprints, she was outside his chamber, shutting the door with a slam. ====== PS. This book is set in thesame fantasy world as my other book, "The Dark Lord's Maiden." You could add up the other book to binge read up to the latest chapters to understand the personality of these characters. But then again this book can also be read as a stand-alone, apart from TDLM. NOTE BELOW! The first chapter has been renamed “Prologue [Silver blue] ” and the former content has been changed. Please clear cache or re-add to Library if you cannot access it. Cheers! And happy reading COVER ART BELONGS TO ME. DO NOT STEAL! ínstαgrαm hαndlє: @nαncчjímσffícíαl fαcєвσσk @ Nαncєє Jímí fα¢євσσк ραgє @nancy writes

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Strange girl I

~`The Next Day 

WAKING UP, the boring view of the breaking dawn, greeted her eyes with its dull essence via the open window.

Louisa peeled her gaze from the dull weather outside, looking towards the direction of the voices that had woken her up. The sound was filtering inside her bedroom from outside her door. Her curiosity piqued.

In a dart, she was off her bed, sashaying towards the threshold, wrapping an adequate brown knitted shawl over her toe-length night dress. 

Whoever they were and whatever it was they were talking about, wasn't it too early for that? Gross eye bags punctured out of her skin, — encircling her lower lids, — causing her face to sag a little. Her mind was still reflecting on all that happened the night before. That man's behaviour should have been enough to damage her self-esteem; for that reason, she had prepared to make her decision by morning. Nevertheless, she had managed to fall asleep somehow, at exactly one hour ago— five o'clock.