An: I am sooooooooo sorry. I know I promised this chapter Sunday but there was a storm and our power went out so I was unable to post that night. As for the last few day I had to work and I just found some free time. Sorry again guys. Oh and about My Twisted Romance I am currently struggling to figure out this chapter so it may take a while for me to put up a new chapter. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Stable Boy

I awoke to sunlight streaming through the curtains on my window and smiled, knowing what the day had in store for me. I quickly dressed in the trousers father bought me in secret, they were extremely inappropriate for a young woman to wear but I would need them for my lessons. I wanted to learn to ride the way a man does not the way society wants women to. I paired them with a nice shirt a pair of boots and a light coat since the weather was so chilly during these months. I quickly went downstairs to join father for breakfast saying hello to all of our servants on the way.

"Good morning daughter." I heard him say behind his newspaper.

"And to you father." I replied.

"Are you excited for your first lesson dear?"

"Oh yes father I can not wait to get started. Thank you so much for allowing this."

"Anything for you darling." He smiled at me. Just then Matilda, our maid, brought our breakfast out from the kitchen. Sausage, eggs, and biscuits. Yum. I tried not to eat too quickly so that I didn't choke on my food. However I was still finished a little too early but oh well I was ready to go.

Once father had finished he came over and offered me his arm so that he could walk me to the stables. Even though I've lived here my entire life, I've never been to the stables before. I didn't even know who worked here. Father thought it was too dangerous when I was little even though I longed to go and see the horses. Mother was a fantastic rider though I never got to go watch her in person. I'd only ever caught a glimpse of her from my bedroom window. She always looked so happy.

"Emmett? Emmett are you here?" Father called out. Who was he? Suddenly a large man rounded the corner and came to stand in front of us. He bowed his head to my father and said,

"Lord Dumitru. A pleasure to see you here this morning." His voice was deep and accented in a way I had not heard before.

"Ah Emmett, always so polite, I'd like you to meet my daughter Genevieve, Genevieve this is Emmett McCarty. Emmett she will be coming here very often from now til December 30th. I would like for you to teach her to ride. I trust that you will keep her happy and safe while I tend to my work?" My father said, his voice growing intimidating.

"Yes sir of course." He agreed.

"Good. Be safe now daughter, I want to hear all about it at dinner tonight."

"Yes father." He kissed my forehead and left. I looked to Emmett and I noticed his large muscles and sculpted features. His eyes were a beautiful blue-gray color and his hair was a light brown color and very curly. I found myself wanting to touch it. He had to be the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen. I found myself blushing at that, I'd never had such thoughts about any man before. He smirked at me then and I quickly turned away.

"Follow me Miss. Genevieve." He said in that strange accent that kind of made my insides warm. He lead me to the stalls that held all the horses. He stopped at a stall in the back with an old dark horse in it. "This is midnight. She was your mother's horse." I reached out to pet her beautiful face and she nuzzled closer to me. "She likes you." I heard Emmett say. He was a little too close to me and it made my body shiver. Then I heard him chuckle. Was he. . .doing that on purpose? The thought made me angry but I pushed it aside.

"How did you know my mother?" I asked.

"I grew up in these stables with my uncle. Your mother was here so often to ride. She talked about you a lot and I often wondered why she didn't bring you with her. She'd told me that she planned on bringing you here and giving you a gift, but that was before she got sick. I was fourteen when she died it was a very sad day here. It was like all the horses felt the loss. She was a very kind woman." Hearing him talk about my mother that way brought a tear to my eye and I tried to wipe it away so that he wouldn't see but I could tell by the look on his face that he'd indeed caught me.

"Hey," his fingers gently caressed my chin so that he could tilt my face to look at him. I knew it was very inappropriate but I didn't pull away. "Dont cry alright. You know your gift is still here if you would like to see it." I nodded and he turned me to the stall right next to Midnight where a beautiful smoke colored stallion stood. He seemed a bit standoffish when he saw me but I still reached for him. I stroked his large head and he whinnied for me. I loved him immediately.

"He's gorgeous." I breathed "what's his name?" I asked.

"Actually, he doesn't have one yet. His name is up to you. This is Midnight's son, your planned for him to be yours. When she realized that she would not recover from her illness she used the little strength she had to come here and make my uncle promise not to name him or give him up because she knew you'd find your way here eventually. I was beginning to think otherwise to be honest. I didn't think you would come, but I promised my uncle I would do as she said." I pondered this for a moment and finally decided on a name.

"Ash."

"What?" Emmett looked confused.

"That is his name. Ash." My horse whinnied again causing me to smile.

"I think he likes it." I heard Emmett say. He was too close again and I felt my face heat up.

"Could you stop doing that please." I said grumpily.

"Doing what?" He asked innocently.

"Standing so close to me that way. It's not appropriate. I know it must be lonely and sad living down here and I know it's not terrible to have to look at me but that doesn't mean you can try and take advantage of me Mr. Emmett." I said to him.

"Woah there little rich girl don't flatter yourself. You are not my type and I've only been trying to help you out remember? You're down here for lessons. What did you think huh? That I'm just some poor little stable boy, hungry for the finer things in life. You really think I was trying to take advantage of you? You know somehow I think I got this deluded idea of what you might be like when I finally met you. I thought you'd be exactly like your mother always described you; kind, fun, a kindred spirit, but instead you're just like all of those other people in your 'society'. Ignorant and pompous." His words hurt a lot but they also made angry.

"How dare you!" I shouted.

"No, how dare you!" He shouted back.

"Ugh you are such a horrible man!"

"And you're an insufferable little brat!"

I was stunned by that last remark and I found I had nothing left to say so I turned around and stormed off.

"Hey where are you going? I promised your father I'd teach you." Emmett called after me.

"I don't want to learn anything from you!" I yelled back.

"Ugh fine go home then. See if I care!" He said.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

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