The Crown's Obsession (WN)

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Lucy sat on the patio in a chair, watching the grounds that belonged to the Greville's family. The hair on the side of her face moved when a gentle breeze moved against where she sat. She caught sight of a carriage on the road, and her heart leapt, but the carriage didn't stop or enter the mansion. Instead, it continued to move past from there.

Lucy sighed in disappointment. It had been more than two months since her husband Samuel Greville had left home because of his work, and he hadn't returned from it yet. She wondered if she should write a letter to her brother or go to the castle to visit him? It had been quite a while since she had visited the Hawthrone's castle.

"Milady, you should get back inside as the weather is cold. You might catch a fever," the maid showed her concern towards her.

Lucy smiled at the woman's words, and she said, "I will be fine, Jamie. Little cold like this won't hurt a vampire's health," but then she realized how her body was weaker compared to the other vampires or vampiress's body.

For some odd reason, her health had always been on the worse side since she was a child, and she didn't know why it was so.

The maid, who was a human, worked before Lucy had arrived at the mansion that was almost two decades ago, knew about her delicate condition, and she asked, "Would you like me to bring you a blanket, milady?"

"Um," Lucy nodded her head, and the maid was quick to bring a blanket to keep the lady of the mansion warm. "Stay here, Jamie. I could use your company." The maid obliged Lucy's wishes.

"Do you think Mr. Gerville will be arriving home today?" asked the maid in curiosity.

"I was hoping he would come any moment. It's been a while since he wrote a letter. It has been nineteen days since we last received a letter from Mr. Gerville. Hopefully he will be able to write back sooner. Do you think the letter went missing?" she asked the maid with her hopes up.

"There might be a chance for it, milady. Maybe you could send the letter to Mr. Baldwin who is the magistrate of the town. Though the letter will take a while for it to reach," said the maid in a thoughtful voice. The maid had taken a seat on the ground, and Lucy continued to sit on the chair. "You must be missing him, terribly, isn't it, Lady Lucy," the maid smiled.

Lucy returned the smile with her soft smile, "I very much do. This must be the longest time Samuel has been away from home. It makes me worry that something bad might have happened to him."

The maid's eyes softened, "I am sure he will return safely, milady."

Since Lucy had seen her parent's dead body, it had broken her heart and soul. It was something she had not expected to witness, and during that time, it was Samuel who had looked after her. Taking care of her in every aspect, and they had grown closer, at least that is what she believed.

Lucy loved her parents dearly. Some things had not been perfect between them, but they were still her parent's. The former princess, a duchess, her world was a small one, and she didn't know what love and care actually was. The love that she had followed and tried to seek years ago had left her heart bitter.

And even though Samuel was a good man who loved and took care of her, some boundaries had been built over the years. A wall that Lucy wasn't sure if it was her or him who was responsible for it.

When another carriage arrived at the gate, Lucy stood up from her chair, seeing the carriage making its way through the opened gates. This didn't seem like it was Samuel's carriage and when the carriage stopped, out stepped her paternal aunt, Aunt Rosamund.

"It's Lady Rosamund Wilmot," the maid whispered, and Lucy said,

"Can you please bring tea to the drawing room, Jamie."

"Of course, milady. Right away," and the maid quickly left the patio to prepare and bring the tea to the asked room.

Lucy watched her aunt, who stood straight, and when she looked up at the patio, the woman had a smile on her face. Lucy waved at her aunt, not knowing why exactly her aunt had appeared here today.

She quickly left the patio and went down to greet her aunt, who looked as if she had aged only four years since the last twenty years. Her aunt was quick to give her coat to the mansion's butler, and she opened her arms for Lucy.

"Good evening, my dear niece," greeted Lady Rosamund, and she air-kissed Lucy's cheek, which the other did the same before pulling away from each other. "I came here to meet the magistrate and thought I would drop by your house as it would be rude to come this close and not come meet you."

Lucy was polite with her words, "You did the right thing, Aunt rosamund. It is not every day that I have visitors who come to meet me. And I have missed seeing you."

"Oh my! Why do you say that?" inquired her aunt, "You can go and attend the soirees if you feel bored. It is the reason why soiress are even held in the first place. Unlike men, women don't have many things to do to spend their time."

"I should," replied Lucy, the smile on her lips not reaching her eyes.

She didn't know why, but Samuel had never brought any relative to their mansion, nor did he bother to mingle with them. Due to this, there was a huge gap between him and his relatives that eventually resulted in Lucy's isolation.

Lucy had to follow her husband where he went, leaving places earlier than she intended to.