Castles and lovers

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"Grandmama?" You shout, "grandmama are you upstairs?" You rush up the stairs to her bedroom door and knock politely "may I come in?" You ask in your last attempt to be mannered. 
"D-dear...I'm alright please go back to your art room downstairs" your grandmother said, rather weakly
"But grandmama, you sound ill. Shall I call the doctor?" You said now worried "please. Let me come in, I'll check your temperature"
"No!...no. I'm quite tired and I'm not warm angel..please go" she told you, sounding as if she were at the door wanting to let you in
"As you wish" you mutter out before walking back down the spiral staircase to your art room. It's quiet and well lit, with a few tables in a corner with art supplies laid across them.
"Oh lord. I do hope grandmama is well. I hate for her to be ill" you say quietly to yourself while you grab paints and brushes.

N͙E͙X͙T͙ W͙E͙E͙K͙ I͙ W͙I͙L͙L͙ U͙P͙D͙A͙T͙E͙ T͙H͙I͙S͙  I͙T͙S͙ N͙E͙W͙ A͙N͙D͙ I͙ L͙I͙K͙E͙ T͙H͙I͙S͙ T͙Y͙P͙E͙ O͙F͙ S͙T͙O͙R͙Y͙S͙

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