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Third Person'sPOV
As the young Therese, now known as Lord Jonathan, Her Majesty's trusted subject, descended the stairs, she was greeted by the servants of her majesty.
"Good Noon Lord Jonathan." They bowed their heads with respect.
Jonathan wasn't used to this kinds of things. But he tried to blend in. "Good Noon." He returned the greeting.
"My Lord, Her Majesty, Queen Victoria, is waiting for you in the study." The butler was motioning for Jonathan to follow him again.
'This manor sure is big. Getting lost here will be easy.' Thought the young 'lord'.
The butler knocked on the door, waited for Queen Victoria's response and let Lord Jonathan in as he left the two alone in the room.
"Ah, Jonathan, come closer. I apologize for not being able to show you around myself." The Queen is indeed a busy woman.
"Its alright Mom." Jonathan replied as he went towards her majesty.
"I heard you have been wandering around and even hurt yourself." Jonathan blushed furiously.
'Busted... But wasn't the butler with me the whole time? I thought he was the only one who caught me.' Jonathan wondered.
He played with his fingers while Queen Victoria looked at him with her sliver-like grey eyes.
Instead of getting mad... Queen Victoria gave Jonathan a soft smile. It confused Jonathan but he was glad. Her Majesty dismissed him shortly and he traced his steps back to the garden.
When he arrived at the small wooden door secured by iron, he twisted the knob open found himself behind the manor, on the streets of London.
He looked around, watching if anyone was around, and leaves. Just as he leaves, the door automatically closes, preventing him from entering Queen Victoria's manor.
Jonathan stood up after crawling and when he whipped his head around, he sees no trace of the door being there. He just shrugs and starts distancing himself from the manor for a while. He wanted to experience what it is like being on the streets with no butler.
Little did he know that an earl saw him with his own butler. They decided to tail him for a while and get information before entering the manor. As the Queen's Watchdog, it is one of his duties.
Therese's POV
I crawled my way out of the manor into the lively streets that lays outside. The door behind me closed and there is no way of getting in the same door again. I will be forced to use the front gate. As for now, I'll roam around.
The weather is pretty cold but I don't mind. I walked in front of shops, and stared at a lot of strangers... In a polite way of course. I am known as a young noble now but nobody outside the manor knows what I look like.
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