T-Girl fairy tale 8

“I am so sorry your Highness. How uncouth of me, but then I am only a servant here and do not get the opportunity to converse with royalty often. Please forgive me.”

“Of course, it was nothing and I take no offense, but I must say you seem to be very well spoken for a servant.”

“My father tried to teach me how to speak properly, but alas he is no longer with us and I am an unfinished project that toils only with my muscles. It would be far easier for me to saddle up a horse for you to ride than to converse with you in any proper terms.”

“Martha, I would like to be alone with…what is your name?”

“Jared”

“…Jared for a few moments. He intrigues me. Please take your leave and close the door behind you. Juliana, if you would be so kind, as my lady in waiting, please wait outside the door and be sure we have the privacy I desire.”

Juliana nodded her head and ushered out all of the rest of the occupants. Martha was blustering and stuttering about it being inappropriate, but what Angel noticed most was the quiet sob that escaped Evelyn and the tears that were freely rolling down her cheeks. Without looking back Juliana closed the door behind her leaving Angel and Jared alone.