Nora's POV

I let out a long moan as I stretched on bed that morning. My eyes felt puffy and I scowled as I remembered how I had slept late the previous night, worrying myself unnecessarily.

I didn't want to stay cooped up in my room, not after the adrenaline rush I had endured at the ball the previous night, and stepped outside the room.

I made my way to the garden, greeting the few maids I met on the way.

"Good morning, sir." I said to the old gardener as I made my way to the bench placed ...