Over the next few days Margret found herself frequently spending time with the Saint Michel boy. They found their conversations present and flowed nicely, and as time grew on the Nighthower desperation for the two girls became dire. Tobias was succeeding in managing their deceased fathers affairs, however as time wore on it became apparent that their father had made risky investments and the cosy nest the Nighthower once sat upon was beginning to grow weaker. So when James Saint Michel had asked for Margrets hand in marriage it was a no brainer, despite the fact her heart still yearned for a certain brunette who lived the opposite side of Grovernors square.
The engagement party is tonight. Colin will be there.
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My Maggie,
FanfictieThe season has finally fallen upon this years debutants and no one is more displeased than Margret Nighthower. Margret has always wished to travel and see the parts of the world she reads of, yet since the passing of her farther, Lord Nighthower, sh...
