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Chapter 15: A significant change

WRITER'S NOTE:

18+ things ahead, don't read if you are under 18.. Oh, Dear God. I hated this chapter.. it took me a week and guess what I need to write another smut filled chapter for my Bridgerton fic.. I have realised that writing smut is difficult as hell and that I am much more better off READING it than writing it.. I really hope this chapter wasn't... anticlimactic (no pun intended) and maybe I need to work on it some more later but for now I am frigging exhausted. I had two versions of them doing it in mind and wrote a different scenario (well most of it) but ultimately chose for my 'original" idea. Hope you like it, if not.. sorry but do note.. It sucks to write smut in a different language.

p.s. As I am progressing with the story I am getting fonder of Dante, who notices everything lol and who I envision to look like Sam Claflin (if I ever do another much needed rewrite I will make Dante the older one instead of the older twin).

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That Friday flew by but luckily for Mara, she did not encounter Draco's well, apart from in the corridor, but then both pretended not to see each other. On Saturday morning she was a nervous wreck because it would happen today. But what time? The only thing she had communicated was Saturday, so that could mean anything. Oh God, if only he wouldn't come over right now. She wasn't prepared well he probably wouldn't for usually these things are done in the evening/night... Right? What did she know? She didn't know anything... Well, of course she knew what was going to happen and, and that it was likely. That it would hurt less if she relaxed but she already knew that that wasn't possible because well she couldn't possibly! She had gone through different 'scenarios' in her head for tonight and she pondered which one of them would be the most plausible.

One: It would be an awful, painful experience.

Two: it was going to be an embarrassing experience. Three: It was going to be a painful AND embarrassing and that was probably the one most likely. She had hoped though that Draco would 'accommodate' her tonight because there were two things she needed to ask him.

Oh God.. Why on earth did she have to do this again? Ah yes for her country for she had agreed to be a pawn in a game she did not want to play in the first place, well no one could accuse her surely of not being patriotic! Someone knocked on the door and Mara stiffened in fright until she saw who her visitor was, Sara Beaufont.

"Good morning, Your Highness" she said kindly and always there was an underlying French accent when she spoke.

"Good morning." she answered with a trembling voice which did not escape her visitor.

"How are you today?" asked Sara with a slightly worried look, Mara had told her what was on the schedule today so to speak.

"Fine. Fine...", she lied but then telling the truth a second later.

" Well.. no.. if I'm honest... I am out of my wits with worry and anxiety". Sara smiled briefly and then walked up to the princess and took her hand and squeezed it briefly.

"That is completely understandable from what I've heard but at this moment in time I don't presume worrying will do you much good. If I may be so bold... It might be smarter to take your mind off things now. How about a walk in the garden?" suggested Sara.. Her lady in waiting was right, it would be better to not worry about things she could not stop from happening yet that being said.. Her nerves refused to die down as much as she enjoyed spending time with Sara.

It was after three when they got back, and she and Mara retreated to the drawing room. Mara was trying to read a book and Sara was working on her embroidery. Out of the blue Draco came in and Mara's heart began to race. Surely.. they weren't to do it.. here? AT his hour?