The Crown's Obsession Chapter 611 - Unsaid Words

Chapter 611 - Unsaid Words

Hearing Lucy's words, the governess burst into giggles as if the young vampiress had uttered a joke, but Lucy was not in the mood to joke and laugh.

"That is a funny thought, Lady Lucy," the governess didn't look like she took any offence, but she said, "Sometimes couples tend to look like each other because of picking up each other's habits. Maybe we are more in sync."

When the woman went to place the books in their respective places, the frown on Lucy's face didn't leave her.

"I thought a governess was only supposed to teach and not get involved in matters like love here in the castle," muttered Lucy under her breath.

"What?" Ms. Lewis turned to look at Lucy with a questioning look as she didn't catch on what the young vampiress just said, "Did you say something, Lady Lucy?"

Lucy shook her head, "I was humming to myself."

"We can stop our lessons for today as you have done well, milady. In the meantime, I will deliver this letter to him and hope that he returns the same feelings." Saying this, Ms. Lewis picked up a book in her hand and left the room.

Seeing the governess leaving the room, Lucy stared at her parchment, which had the poem that she had written for Theodore. Biting her lips, she quickly caught hold of the parchment and ran out of the room in the other direction of the corridor, heading down to find where Theodore was.

In the last few days, Lucy's feelings towards Theodore had grown, but she didn't acknowledge it properly, nor did she take any action. Her footsteps were quick on the ground, and her eyes frantically searched for Theodore around the castle.

Where was he at this time? Asked Lucy to herself. Since she had started to become more aware of his presence, she had also started to take note of what he did every day.

When she finally caught Theodore, who was speaking to one of the castle guards, Lucy looked behind to find the governess was nowhere around. In Lucy's presence, the guard, as well as Theodore, bowed at her in greeting.

"Good afternoon, Lady Lucy," greeted Theodore. Lucy could feel her heart shake at his polite smile. "Did you finish your lessons with Ms. Lewis for the day?"

Lucy spoke to Theodore, "Yes, I want to speak to you about something." Seeing the anxious and serious expression on the princesses face, Theodore nodded his head. The guard left Theodore's side, and he said,

"What is it, princess?"

"Not here, a quieter place," said Lucy in a low voice, and Theodore gave her a perplexed look. Both Lucy and Theodore failed to realize that there was someone standing on the above floor, who was watching and listening to their words.

Lucy pulled Theodore aside. She had left her room with the intention to find and talk to Theodore. But now that she had found him, she didn't know how to start the conversation and express her feelings before her governess would give the love letter written by her to Theodore.

Theodore, on the other hand, watched Lucy fiddling with her fingers. Her cheeks had turned slightly red, and her lips were parted, wanting to speak but finding it hard to speak, while her eyes didn't meet his.

"Is everything alright? Did something happen?" Theodore asked Lucy.

"Can you do something for me?" asked Lucy, and Theodore nodded his head. "If Ms. Lewis comes to give you something, please do not take it. Anything," she said, looking straight into his eyes.

"Anything else?" asked Theodore, and Lucy shook her head. She was slightly surprised because Theodore didn't ask why or what, and he agreed to her request.

Lucy shook her head, and she knew she should leave his side as the day was not over, and people were walking around, but it was hard to leave. When she heard Ms. Lewis' voice from afar, Lucy said,

"I must take my leave now," and she hurriedly walked away, not realizing the parchment had slipped out of her hand and fell on the ground when she went to hold the front of her dress. Theodore, who caught sight of the paper roll that fell near his shoes, picked up the parchment.

When Lucy had walked halfway, she realized she had dropped the parchment somewhere between her study room and this place. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest. Should she go back and find it? Lucy weighed her option before going back to look for it.

Returning back to the place she had spoken to Theodore, she noticed how Theodore had disappeared from the corridor.

After an hour, in Queen Morganna's room, Morganna sat near the small table with her daughter the sentenceRosamund and daughter-in-law Samara.

"I don't know what you are waiting for, mother," said Rosamund as she placed her teacup with a click on the saucer. "The boy is clearly poisoning brother's mind, and it is only time something happens."

"Don't worry about it, Rosa. I have everything set in place. In the next few hours, both he and his bodyguard will be rotting in the dungeon," stated Queen Morganna with a pleasant smile on her face. "I gave them time, but they seem adamant. Young people with hot blood are always foolish."

"Speaking about young blood," said Rosamund, "It seems like the governess who has been a.s.signed for Lucy isn't efficient."

"Why do you say that?" questioned Lady Samara.

Rosamund pursed her lips, looking as if if she should speak about it or not, but she did anyway,

"When I was on my way here, I saw young Lucy speaking to Calhoun's bodyguard. She seems to be hovering around him, and it makes me question if something is up."

"What rubbish is that," Lady Samara was not pleased hearing this, "Are you trying to insinuate something here, Rosamund?"

Rosamund smiled, "I would never do that, Lady Samara. Lucy is like my daughter Sophie to me, and I would wish nothing but good things for her. I just worry...that she will be wrongly influenced. Don't you think so?" she asked, placing doubt in Lady Samara's mind.