courtship

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Her royal duchess sat at the window enjoying the sunrise allowing her skin to suck up its rays. She had been properly washed and fluffed to perfection. Her hair dried through the warm air that bellowed throughout the room.

Her soft skin sulking in the nutrients of the various body and skin souffle that were massaged into her skin. She turned away from the sun just as it was absorbing into her skin when the door crept open,
The chambermaid bowed before entering, apologizing for the intrusion,

"My sincerest apologies, but I have many deliveries dawning your name. Most of them are from the same addressee. Including a more recent one." She explained as she moved further into the room.

She stopped short as her royal duchess approached her and settled into the chair behind her reading desk. She was offering her hand for the mail that was addressed to her.

"There's another stack of telegrams from Sir Duke Gaulden."

Turning and shuffling forward toward the speaking woman, she sat confused,

"Telegrams? And what do they say?"

"I couldn't bear to open them and view them before you. I haven't gotten the chance to bring them to your attention. I do hope there aren't any urgencies within them. Would you like to peruse them now or at your leisure?"

She sat up, grasping the big stack, making sure it fit in her palm, and settling them on the table before her, starting with the first.

"I'll leave you to it."

The double doors closed quietly, joining the silence of the room.

"My Dear Lady,
It has taken great restraint to not approach you personally. Before writing this, I debated whether to come to you and say everything I feel whenever I see you. But that will not be just. As I write this, I am happy but holding back slightly. However, we did not enjoy hearing each other in our ears. I wish to know you. And I was hoping you could do the same for me. I crave you in my chambers and my heart. I don't know how to express my love for you. But please understand that it is there, and it grows stronger daily. I hope to see you soon.
Sir Duke Gaulden"

Lady had no response as she was just as surprised by this telegram and the others that accompanied it. She wasn't aware of capturing anyone's attention, let alone causing a craving in anyone's heart for her, no less.

She perused the rest of the stack before her on her lap. Each telegram was even more shocking than the other. The last one, dated just a few days before, shocked her the most.

"Please let me see you in closed quarters."

Along with his coordinates below.

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