In the house of Roland, Auriela handed the newspaper to her husband so he could read the trending reports that were circulating around Carmarthen Town. A look of displeasure contorted her aging face as she turned away from her husband, who's eyes were now engrossed on the newspaper headline.
"Is this possible? Why would a certified man like Lord Cassian marry a common Baroness like Madeline? I can't say they grew acquainted to know one another since that girl spent most of her life locked in a room, so how did the marriage even happen?"
The puzzles simply refused to fit no matter how hard she tried to forcefully make them fit. It pained Auriela to see that girl enjoying her life now in Dukedom, while she- she's currently thinking of a way to escape the sticky mess that might come her way in the future.
