Come on, my Little discovery

Henry

Two weeks had passed since I first took Emma to church, and by mutual agreement, George and I began attending Dyrham Park regularly. The Burkharts were hosting a ball in a few days, and Emma needed to prepare for the event. George suggested that it would be appropriate to host small gatherings at our homes so that we could train her properly.

My family would be returning soon, and Kitty was eager to meet Emma, but Aunt Margaret convinced her to wait for the planned return date, in ten days.

Emma still hadn't seen Casterly Park, and I continually wondered what she would think of the place. I found myself growing closer to the young gypsy; when I wasn't at Dyrham Park, I would send her notes.

I loved every part of my days with Emma. She was fun, intelligent, and was gradually getting used to our lifestyle. Despite still noticing that pain deep in her eyes, I saw a significant improvement in the young woman.

I wanted to protect her, take care of her every moment, be by her side. As