PART ONE
The green hills of Dublin was full of beauty.
Lady Margaret Lavelock picked one of the red colored roses that was in a silver colored glass bowl. It was a lovely sight, as she smelled the fragrances that made her think of her own Mother who was living in a Belfast Manor with her husband.
She had long, red colored hair, brown colored eyes, and tall. She wore a pink colored gown, and was wearing white colored slippers on her feet.
Her ample breasts covered herself, as she was an Irish Lady of demure will. She glided towards the garden, and rested her feet.
Shiela attended to her Lady's hair with a pink colored brush.
"It was full of knots M'Lady".
"Aye, and now it's free of knots?".
"Aye".
"M'Lady, do you need assistance when M'Lord Daniel O'Neill arrives in town?". She waited for her to answer.
"Who is he?".
"He is the son of Lord Rory and Lady Sera O'Donnell, M'Lady. He is worthy of marriage. Though your family doesn't approve of the union".
"There is no union". She glared at her servant.
"Aye, but there's talk in the village".
"I don't need villagers gossipping all the time".
"Aye".
And she did her job...and knew that she wanted to give her Lady the best service possible. Because, in the end, she was envious of her Lady...and knew that by being in her circle...meant more power to her.
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A burning flame of the heart
Historical FictionDublin, Ireland, 1821. Lady Margaret Lavelock is a 27 year old Irish woman who lives in regal High Society in the 19th century. While she has servants to attend to her needs, she is unlucky in love. When Lord Daniel O'Neill arrives in Dublin for a b...
