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He continued to follow the Lady’s description as he tried to discover the hole she’d referred to in her letter.
Suddenly, his ears picked up movement on the other side of the wall. With his pulse rising, he looked around him and quickly darted under a shrub, laying on the ground and ensuring to hide his body from sight.
This is madness.
If he was discovered, he had no excuse for snooping around the manor of his main political rival. If he was discovered, he was most likely going to be ruined.
If I am discovered…
Even so close to danger, he didn’t feel dread and remorse for his current course of action. Instead, he found himself wanting to go further, as a reunion with the lady was just moments away.
A Lord sneaking in shrubs?
He laughed at himself.
The movement he heard, however, began to increase in intensity, signaling that someone was, in fact, heading toward him.
Every fiber in his being went still as he slowed his breath in a bid to generate as little noise as possible.
The person was close and just when it sounded like they were going to walk past, the approaching sound stopped.
Blimey! I have been discovered.
“My Lord?”
The voice was feminine and had a tint of fear laced in it. He decided to remain silent in the hope that he was still incognito.
“Lord Walsrock?” The voice announced again, this time more confident.
Whoever she was had definitely seen him. There was no use hiding anymore.
Better to come out from under this shrub and face it squarely.
He glided out from under the shrub that he gone to for cover and got to his feet. A cursory glance of himself and he saw he’d gotten dirt on his clothes.
In spite of how he looked, Kenneth stood erect with as much grace as befitting a Lord. Looking at who had called him, he saw a lady standing in front of him.
As soon as his eyes made contact, she’d curtsied in reverence. Her garments suggested that she was most likely a maid.
But what is she doing so far away from the manor and her lady?
And just like that, his mind clicked.
Lady Rose’s lady’s maid.
“Good evening, My Lord,” she blurted out in reverence.
“Good evening,” he said simply, waiting for her to carry on with whatever she had to say.
“My Lady sent me to get you. She thought it best, seeing as she figured you were going to have difficulty locating the path she had written to you about.”
“Oh! So how did you know it was me and not someone else loitering around?” he asked out of curiosity, his body finally relaxing.
“I’ve been standing at the fence and listening for you, My Lord. When I heard your movements, I knew no one else was going to be out here except you. So I crawled through the hole and peeped to confirm.”
“Interesting,” he responded. “So where is Lady Rose?”
“In the garden, awaiting your arrival, My Lord. If you would please follow me?” she said, turning and heading further up the hedge.
