Chapter 58
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Paul was attending to some of the matters of the Duchy assigned to him by his Father in his office.
The Heir of any household would gradually take into his supervision the never-ending duties their future Title entangled. And just like his Father, the Young Master had accumulated documents to revise after the three days of absence whilst the Royal Spring Ball was celebrated.
His duties headache only added to his already irritated mood. Although he had waited patiently through the second and last day at the Royal Palace, his time of sharing a ride with his beloved sister had been sabotaged by his measle of a Father.
When he had declared their early departure, without both of them, his teeth almost got smashed at how strongly he clenched his jaw in resentment. Paul felt an urge to kill his father for the first time in a while. His patience was on its limit, and, if not for the reaction Marianne would have of such a bestial act, the throat of the Duke would have been already reaped off without a second thought by his hand.
During his time revising the documents, he remained attentive to the sounds that came from outside. Almost three hours after his arrival at the manor, he could finally hear the rattle of the carriage wheels arrive at a far distance.
Quickly moving to the open window, he waited as the sound became louder, and watched how, after parking at the Castle’s entrance, his gorgeous sister descend from the carriage. From a distance, he could tell how godly she looked in that marvellous dress. He watched mesmerized how, with every movement she made, the dress fluttered in compass to her rhythm.
Although he was burning with desire to run to her presence and watch her undeniable beauty from up close, Paul contained the urge and told himself words to keep his forbearance in check.
’The faster I deal with the nuisances... the faster and longer I’ll be with her.’
Inhaling a breath to calm his eagerness, Paul succeeded, and after losing sight of his sister, he went back to his desk to continue his delayed work.
The end of the afternoon was falling with the sun, and now, only a few things were left to revise. Nonetheless, this did not appease him. On the contrary, it called upon further anxiety and annoyance in his bad mood.
’This has no end...!!’