I opened my eyes slowly, feeling warmth on my face. Almost like I was lying next to a hearth. When my eyes focused properly, I realised it was the sunlight coming through the open drapes. What time was it? It had to be late.
I rolled over onto my back and stared up at the canopy above the duke’s bed. Events from a few hours ago now replaying in my mind. It was the most amazing night of my life. The duke and I had shared a moment so intimate it did not deem real. It was like a fairy-tale or one of those romantic novels Matilda always loved to read. Yet, it was real…very real. I had fallen unequivocally in love with my master, who in turn was to marry another. I wondered if he felt the same way as I did. He actions and words were an indication of his feelings, yet he had never used the
