Chapter 18 - Eighteen
Two days had passed since her enlightening encounter with Elias in the library. Suzy, now fully embracing her role as Duchess Cassandra (at least in public), had become a regular fixture in the castle library. Elias had become her invaluable guide.
Under his guidance, Suzy’s understanding of the castle deepened. She devoured books on its history, learning about its construction centuries ago, the battles fought and won within its walls, and the lineage of the Dukes who called it home.
The once-daunting library had become her sanctuary, a place where she could lose herself in the stories of the past and glean the knowledge that would help her navigate this strange new world.
Meanwhile, a buzz of activity filled the castle. News had arrived of Duke’s impending return, and the once-sleepy atmosphere gave way to a flurry of preparations. Suzy, determined to fulfill her role as Duchess, took charge.
She held meetings with the head cook, Madame Claire, a woman who ruled the kitchen with an iron fist and a talent for creating culinary masterpieces. They discussed the Duke’s favorite dishes, ensuring his return would be met with a feast fit for a king, well, a Duke at least.
Suzy then moved on to oversee the preparations in the grand hall, the room where Ryan would be formally welcomed back. She directed the servants, a bustling army of maids and footmen, as they polished the intricate tapestries, dusted the gleaming furniture, and arranged fresh flowers in ornate vases. The once-stately room was transformed into a picture of elegance, a testament to the wealth and status of the Carleton family.
Even the Duke’s private chambers received a thorough inspection. Suzy, with a critical eye, ensured everything was spotless and perfectly arranged. A fresh fire crackled in the hearth, promising warmth and comfort on a chilly spring evening. His clothes, meticulously ironed and hung, awaited his arrival.
As dusk approached, casting long shadows across the castle grounds, a sense of anticipation settled over Suzy. Ryan would be home soon.
She needed to look the part of the Duchess, but also infuse it with a hint of her own style. She dismissed the maids who hovered nearby, a nervous habit they seemed to have developed in her presence. Instead, she called for Clara.