The Key of Darkness (4)

Chapter four:

Mistress

For a while, in the dark, no one spoke. Nyx's night chariot was right above them, covering their crimes and urging them to be obedient. As they wandered behind Samuel's castle, William asked, "How is the marriage going?"

"Just marriage," Samuel replied with a laugh. "Do you really think it's a love marriage? Love is not real. I live the way any aristocratic man would, unlike you."

William frowned. "Maybe I will marry Jane too. It's a necessity."

Meanwhile, Elenor couldn't sleep that night either, and her husband's side of the bed was empty, feeling like ice. It hadn't even been a year since they got married. In the past, it was normal for men to have mistresses, but Elenor never thought she would get bored of her husband before a year was up. She was scared.

What if he failed to produce an heir and had to live in the same castle with a mistress? She muttered, "God forbid." Her poor mother suffered a similar fate. Elenor never liked Madame, a woman who never pretended to be a lady and seemed less serious. Elenor swore Madame had no noble blood. Then why had her father chosen a countrywoman over her mother?

She opened the door, hoping her prayers would be answered, and passed through the stone corridor illuminated by torches. She came into the large and cold living room and sat hugging herself. Cold air blew through the cracks between the windows and walls and moved the thick velvet curtains.

Elenor prayed there until the sun rose. She couldn't think of any other solution. What aristocratic girl would say these things?

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