Chapter 98: Hidden Puppies and Two-Faced Heirs
The next morning, the Gorthmorde mansion bustled like a disturbed beehive, alive with a energy Hannah had not seen since her arrival.
Servants hurried back and forth balancing silver trays, polished scrolls tied with black ribbon, and vases of fresh-cut black roses for the reception halls.
Household knights marched across the cobblestone courtyard in formation, their armor glinting, drills echoing faintly.
Maids fluttered between wings, adjusting curtains, polishing candelabras, and preparing for the steady stream of branch-family lords who'd lingered after the duke's announcement.
The entire household hummed with urgency, as if the old house itself had woken from a century-long slumber the second Hannah had been named heir apparent.
Hannah's day had been mapped out for her before she even opened her eyes—duke's orders.
Morning training with the Ricky, learning more about her magic and katrina.
