Chapter 1, Part One
Just a note:
*Im not sure If this is how I want things to turn out, so i'll change it if I dislike where its going, so just beware.
*I don't like Johns name, so I am going to change it eventually, and I will note it when I do. His name just doesn't fit him, and I don't like it.
It has been one month since the manor has been left to me. I had all of the hired help move into the enpty rooms, so that I am not alone. Now it is filled with people and I do like it.
Very few suitors come anymore, maybe two or three times a month. It is most likely because Ella does not live here anymore. Also, I am getting up past the years where habing a first marriage is accepted. After all, I am 18. Which is good, since i don't have a dowry either.
Every few weeks, I ride into the nearby village to purchase things for the manor and its inhabitants. I often bring the carriage that my father left so I can fit everything inside. On one particular morning, I rode in and purchased many things since I had not been in a while. I had even purchased a large rug to put in the entry hall. I was loading the carriage and I heard a voice behind me.
"Need help?"
I turned around to see John, one of the men that most frequently came to call upon me. He is the one that I do fancy the most and he often haunts my dreams.
"Do you need help Estelle?" He said again.
I turned around and looked up at him staring down at me with hazel eyes through long curly brown hair and smiled.
He would be a fine husband.
"Yes I would much appreciate it."
He picked up the rug and placed it on top of the other things I had already put in the carriage. We stood by it and talked nervously for a bit, mostly about the weather and what I had purchased. It was getting dark, so I invited him for dinner back at the manor since I often eat alone.
He Declined my invitation and said that he would have to pick me up on the offer later, since he had a dinner with some members of state, Bbut he promised that he would call to the manor tomorrow.
I was quite excited. None of the other suitors had ever come to call again as often as he did.
I think I am in love.
Just a note:
*Im not sure If this is how I want things to turn out, so i'll change it if I dislike where its going, so just beware.
*I don't like Johns name, so I am going to change it eventually, and I will note it when I do. His name just doesn't fit him, and I don't like it.
It has been one month since the manor has been left to me. I had all of the hired help move into the enpty rooms, so that I am not alone. Now it is filled with people and I do like it.
Very few suitors come anymore, maybe two or three times a month. It is most likely because Ella does not live here anymore. Also, I am getting up past the years where habing a first marriage is accepted. After all, I am 18. Which is good, since i don't have a dowry either.
Every few weeks, I ride into the nearby village to purchase things for the manor and its inhabitants. I often bring the carriage that my father left so I can fit everything inside. On one particular morning, I rode in and purchased many things since I had not been in a while. I had even purchased a large rug to put in the entry hall. I was loading the carriage and I heard a voice behind me.
"Need help?"
I turned around to see John, one of the men that most frequently came to call upon me. He is the one that I do fancy the most and he often haunts my dreams.
"Do you need help Estelle?" He said again.
I turned around and looked up at him staring down at me with hazel eyes through long curly brown hair and smiled.
He would be a fine husband.
"Yes I would much appreciate it."
He picked up the rug and placed it on top of the other things I had already put in the carriage. We stood by it and talked nervously for a bit, mostly about the weather and what I had purchased. It was getting dark, so I invited him for dinner back at the manor since I often eat alone.
He Declined my invitation and said that he would have to pick me up on the offer later, since he had a dinner with some members of state, Bbut he promised that he would call to the manor tomorrow.
I was quite excited. None of the other suitors had ever come to call again as often as he did.
I think I am in love.