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Excuse me?

“Mm,” Angus echoed. “Even if you aren’t married, I suppose times have changed.”

I glanced at William. Why wasn’t he speaking?

“Ignore your grandfather,” Morag continued. “You’re twenty-nine-years-old. I think we can trust you to share a room with your girlfriend.”

His what now?

I looked at him, willing him to speak, but he just let out a nervous laugh.

Say something, you blithering turnip!

Nothing.

He saidnothing.

Then again, neither did I. I was far too shellshocked by the outright assumption of our relationship status to let anything other than total silence escape my parted lips.

“Right, with that settled, we’ll leave you to it. I believe your sister will be back soon and there’ll be some crisis of her imagination that will require fixing,” Morag said, touching Angus’ arm.

Before I knew what was happening, they walked off to the right to a long hallway where they quickly disappeared.

“Um,” William said slowly.

I turned to him. “Um? Um? That’s all you can say?”

“Um,” he repeated, his tongue flicking out over his lips. “Uh.”

“Oh, good, we’ve discovered another letter of the alphabet. William!” I swatted his arm, making him jerk to attention. “Why didn’t you tell them?”

“Grandma kind of sprung that on us, huh?” He pressed his lips together. “Sorry. I meant to, but nothing came out.”

“Oh, I know that! Oh, my God. Does your entire family think I’m your girlfriend?”

“I don’t know,” he said vaguely. “Come on, upstairs, quickly. There’s absolutely no privacy down here for this conversation.”

“I’m not sharing a room with you!”

“Move, before the staff hear us.”

“The staff?” Of course they had staff. Why wouldn’t they have staff? They had a cockatiel, apparently. Staff was far more normal in a place like this.

William picked up the cases and moved towards one of the two sweeping staircases. “Come on. We’ll figure this out.”

Begrudgingly, I followed him. I wasn’t happy about this arrangement, but I was excited to see the rest of the castle. If it was that dreamy on the outside and the entryway was that grand, what was the rest of it like?

Was it possible to see it all in one day?

Would his grandparents mind if I did, in fact, spend the entire day wandering around like the starry-eyed history nerd I was?

I didn’t think Morag would, but honestly, his grandpa kind of scared me a little.

Although he and I did agree on one thing: me and William sharing a room.

Angus was obviously very… traditional… in that regard, and Morag was far more forward-thinking than he was. Hey, I was happy to play up to that archaic way of thinking if it meant I got my own room.

Since I wasn’t actually William’s girlfriend, I would never see any of these people again, so I didn’t mind if they all thought I was a young woman with strong traditional values.

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