The Young Lord's Beloved

The Young Lord's Beloved

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Shizu was raised by the family who owned the barn where her mother gave birth to her. The only thing the lady told them was the baby's name before she died, and the only thing she left her was a wooden locket that had been warped shut by sea water. When their daughter framed her for an irreversible act, that happened in the very same barn, they did not question it and simply sold her as a slave. The couple would come to regret it but that has little to do with the main story. She was taken to another continent where she was bought by a Lord's house and freed in exchange for three years of mandatory service. There she makes her first friend, the housekeeper/head maid. She first runs into her new master a few months after arriving, after which he reacts strangely to his blood-stained handkerchief he had used to stem the bleeding of a small cut on her hand. Then becomes close to his step daughter who lost her mother at a young age. She will discover friendships, love, blood ties and new obstacles.
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Highest rank #1 in Historical "That's enough." He said. "Let her go!" His voice came sharp as steel and in command. The man let go and I almost fell on my knees, weakened from days of starvation and caged in the storage. I looked at him uncertain what to do or think. The mysterious man observed me for a few seconds then strode over to his horse, fetching a flask of water. He loosened the lid and handed it to me. I snatched it from his hand like a feral animal and drank and drank until the last drop of water fell in my mouth. I was thirsty and dying, I couldn't get enough drink of water. He offered me spiced rice ball next and I consumed every bit of it in front of him without feeling any shame or reserved daintiness. I didn't care, I was hungry. I could care less whether I looked like a starving animal or a woman. Once I'm done, he merely groaned and said..."Let's go." I understood right then that I was just sold to a new master, and he is now my new owner. My new owner mounted on his horse, I expected to walk while he rode when he offered me his hand to help lift me up behind him. His gesture surprised me, and I jerked at the sight of his wide palm, thinking he was going to hurt me. "Don't be scared." He murmured, his voice is a gentle wave of softness. "I will not hurt you like your previous masters."

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