
"Marigold, tell me again what it means to be a Lady of the House of Kingsley?" Her mother asked her as she combed through her daughters locks. Marigold hated being a lady. She couldn't practice or train like her brothers or she was never taken seriously when she tried to learn from her brothers. Instead she was to keep quiet, sew dresses for balls, be married off and please the other nobles by supporting the Lord of House Kingsley. But Marigold never told her mother this, she didn't have it in her to tell her mother this was all stupid. Instead she smiled and repeated the words her mother had taught her since she'd began to talk. "To be a lady is to serve in my husband's absence. To handle affairs where they seem fit but above all to know my place." "Very good, Marigold." Mother stood up and.Todos los derechos reservados
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