What motives did this child have? She asked her to lie about adopting him, she didn't ask her to adopt him. She ruled out that the West wanted to place one of theirs in her Duchy. Her eyes narrowed.
Adeline looked at her with confidence, that once pitiful expression was gone.
One look at her and it was enough to say that you shouldn't underestimate her because of her age.
"I have my reasons. But I believe I am owed this favour."
The Duchess took a deep breath and looked down for a second. She looked up at Adeline, then smiled.
"You are right. I do owe you this favour."
The Duchess smirked and turned towards the servant, "Prepare a bath, it is time to make an entrance."
"An entrance, Your Grace?" Adeline asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"Yes, Adeline," the Duchess replied with a slight smile as she moved towards her wardrobe.
