Chapter 14
Gordon opened the carriage door and slightly bowed as the duke stepped in.
"Oh dear, Gordon, hurry and bring me mine small parcel I am to take for trade. It is placed in our chamber. It's small, brown leather pouch . . . lightweight . . . yes, filled with gun powder. Hurry now," he instructed while waving his hand.
"Yes my lord," Gordon replied and headed towards the duke and duchess chamber.As he was nearing, he heard a voice from the corridor. "Have you finished?" he heard the duchess asked.
He walked slowly and halted, leaning his back against the corridor wall, listening intently.
"Yes, my lady," a female voice replied.
"Well done. Here is half the amount I have promised to give, you will get the rest by the end of the day," the duchess said.
Gordon heard footsteps and hurriedly hid behind a stone post in the hallway. He leaned forward very lightly to take a small peak. The duchess and her maid servant were in the hallway.
"Observe closely both my brother and my daughter, let no one find suspicion upon you. Also, do not let both of them enter my daughter's room until late this evening. Keep them occupied," Duchess Katherine instructed sternly."As you wish, my lady," the maid servant replied and took a bow and left the opposite way.
Duchess Katherine turned around, and Gordon immediately straightened up, pushing himself closely towards the wall. He heard footsteps slowly getting louder. He held his breath.
"Duchess Katherine," he heard someone say. "The prince has asked for you."
"Very well," Duchess Katherine replied.
Gordon heard the footsteps slowly fading. He let out a sigh of relief.
He slowly peered and saw that no one was in sight. He entered the chamber and took the leather parcel from the table. He saw Cassandra's letters beside a freshly written one. He quickly scanned the contents and his brows furrowed.
He hurriedly walked out of the chamber to take the parcel to the duke.
Duchess Katherine had a feeling that someone had been prying on her while she was talking to her maidservant. She entered her chamber and observed her surroundings. Nothing seemed to be out of place.
She walked over to the table and tidied the letters. She looked over the table once again, making sure none of the letters are all accounted for. She left her chamber and headed to Cassandra's bed chamber.
"Uncle, what seems to be the problem?" she heard Cassandra's voice in the hallway.
"We must not talk here, my dear," she heard Gordon reply, their voices getting louder.
YOU ARE READING
Letters of Romeo and Juliet [On hold]
Historická literaturaIn Wellington, little eight year old Cassandra Roderford meets Carlyle Alpecks. Their friendship is forbidden, for dukes and barons are never for each other. But destiny and fate brings them closer, as their feelings grow deeper. They are like Romeo...