Chapter Eleven

#Chapter Eleven

Serene removed herself from the bath and walked towards the mirror to gaze at her naked body. As she approached, however, an ugly sight marred the reflection. There was a streak of red running down her inner thighs and flowing to the floor. She wiped at it, hoping to make it go away but it only spread further until it was a mess. She raised a hand and hit the mirror and it skidded back across the floor, falling with a loud slam.

After she dressed herself, she decided to head to the servants' quarters to check up on things. Perhaps, just perhaps, if she continued to make Frank happy, he would finally give sex another chance and she could have a baby that way. She hurried to the servants' chambers and stopped at the kitchen when the Housekeeper called out to her. She was flanked by Lachlan who was seated at a bench meant for servants to dine at. He stared at her casually and the Housekeeper smacked his head. Dressed in the same silver vest which hugged his body well, she felt heat pool between her legs.

"Stand up!" the Housekeeper said to him. Lachlan stood up.

"How are things going?" Serene asked her.

"Perfectly well, Your Ladyship," she replied. "Everything is almost ready for the dance you will be holding in future, as you planned."

"Good," she said. "What about you, Lachlan?"

He shrugged in silence. The Housekeeper glared at him.

Her cheeks pinked. "You may talk from now on," she said to him.

"Perfect, I was running out of breath for a moment," he joked.

"What about the preparations for the dance?" Serene asked him.

"All the bouquets are ready, Serene," he said and the Housekeeper let out a gasp. Then she smacked the back of his head, causing him to wince and cover his head.

"How dare you use my name!" Serene said. "You are of a lower class!"

"Use honorifics!" the Housekeeper said to Lachlan with a glare.

"Your Ladyship," he pronounced carefully. "The flowers are ready, as you wanted."

"Great," she said. "I also need you to freshen the flowers at my bedroom now."

"Will His Lordship be there?"

"No. Why?"

"I seem to recall an interesting moment not too long ago. I wonder if it'll happen again."

"What moment?" the Housekeeper asked, one brow raised.

Serene's heart picked up. Lachlan stared into her eyes and half-smiled. Then he opened his mouth slowly to form the words.