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The half english, half Barbados daughter of the lord of Andles was awoken by a mysterious knock. It was well beyond the wee hours, and she got up with some morose.
'What is it,' she raised her voice, sleepy and drowsy.
'My lady,' said Doris quietly, 'we have received word.'
Cassandra leaped off her bed, and tiptoed toward her chamber door, as not to awake her parents.
'and?' she pressed her ears against the wood.
Dorris giggled. 'he is to come to London within a fortnight.'
'Yes?' Cassandra was getting impatient.
The servant girl shuffled the letter under the crack of the door.
'He has agreed to wed you,' Dorris let her know. 'You will be a wife to a Queen.'
Cassandra's melancholy vanished. 'then it has worked.'
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Life Recreated
RomanceWhen the most powerful man on the earth falls deadly ill, with no heirs to take his place; his crown is to be given to one of his closets relative. The Duke of Pessline South. But when the Duke, unexpectedly gets murdered, the successor is inconclus...
