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"I’m practical and realistic, My Lady, not pessis You, Ge Or a porcupine"

"I’ooey’ to an animal covered in quills," Gen of mirth off her face when someone knocked on the workroom door

"Come in," Gemma said

A footman opened the door He offered a bow in Lady Linnea’s direction "Lady Linnea," heGemma "If you would co?" Geotten drunk and lost soain?

The footlanced at Lady Linnea and leaned forward to whisper, "A squad of royal guards is here to escort you to the palace"

"Why?" Gehter

"They would not say"

"Ge su her at the foot at Lady Linnea

"Do Mah her face was se to her voice

"They are aware, My Lady I believe Lord Lovland o to the palace, as well," the foot out of the rooreen dress

Gerip on her co into her workroom to snatch up a plain, brown cloak She settled it on her shoulders before she nodded to the footh the th," the footman whispered to Gemma before he bowed to Lord Lovland "Miss Kielland, My Lord," he said, backing away

Lord Lovland was on the slender side Lady Linnea inherited her tallness from the lord, but the man was more scholar than warrior He had a kind face, which was covered with a strawberry-blonde beard and was creased orry

"Ge has requested your presence in the palace," Lord Lovland said "As your euards "Miss Kielland will join you in athe dismissal behind the words, the squadron bowed to Lord Lovland and trooped through the doors The foot to bring the King’s attention to you? Anything at all?" Lord Lovland asked, his voice low pitched and urgent