bishop Gregory regarding the grand charity event organized by the Kingsley Group, he felt a calmness that c

ng woman who appeared weak and struggled to walk, assisted by a devoted servant. Her hair fell loosely around her pale face, reflecting ju

covery from her illness," said one of the nuns accompanying Rainhard, as

the nun felt the need to explain. With a

to your duties," Rainhard said i

Hazel as she approached. Seeing how weak Hazel looked, his heart was moved. Memories of

r servant. Archbishop Gregory was giving the blessing, his hand raised over Hazel's bowed h

burdens. Hazel, known as a frail girl requiring special attention, was deemed to fit that criterion. Many noble daughters or other business

ld not add complications. Even managing herself seemed difficult. Hazel would sure

emitted a charm he had never anticipated. Each time they happened to meet, like now, there was so

ed. Hazel appeared slightly more at ease, though still pale. Rainh

eyes fixed on the pale face of the girl.

figure she had met twice-at the Marquess Margaux's family party and at the bakery. She did not realize th

gave a brief nod. "Yes, I came to pray. And

ely nodde

if two people meet by chance three times in

but her smile warm. "Sir, to me, fa

servant and instructed, "I will take the Lady for a walk in the cathedral garden. Wait here.

apped his arm around Hazel's waist to support

e stable. They walked slowly toward the garden behind St. Patrick's Cathedral. During the wal

nwell, Lady?" Rainha

health is weak. That's why I

information he had gathered.

es. But it's not a cho

trees. Rainhard helped Hazel sit down, th

"A little better. Thank yo

m, bringing tranquility to Hazel. Rainhard felt Hazel's warm

home more because of your condition, why did you in

ainhard, with a mischievous tone, continued, "And also yesterday, oddly enou

, she finally spoke with a soft yet firm voice. "It's because I'm

rangements. However, his curiosity led him to ask further. "There is nothing of my desire, sir. I don't e

e was a mischievous glint in his eyes. "If that

lly and maintained the secrecy of his identity, found something intriguing about this situation. He had never

sly. "The wind is starting to ge

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