The Baroness Misbehaves
Chapter 101: Messenger Bird (1)

Chapter 101: Messenger Bird (1)

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Sitting at a desk table in her cozy room, Inna’s lamplight was turned on, an unrolled parchment of papers was laid in front of her with a steady hand. She dipped her quill into her ink jar, and one could easily see the girl scribbling a few words down on the paper with intense focus and determination in her sparkling brown eyes. An expression that showed that she was pouring out her heart to just that single paper.

After a few strokes of the pen, she stopped and carefully reread everything she had written, thus ensuring that she hadn’t made any mistake. Taking a deep breath, she neatly tucked the letter into an envelope, finding it illogical that she was willing to try this suggestion in the first place, yet found herself still doing it.

"Why am I nervous?" She asked herself out loud while fumbling with the envelope in her grasp. "It is possible that no one will respond to the letter and ignore it completely. Yes! That isn’t impossible." Assuring herself of the outcome, she rose to her feet and quietly stepped out of the room.

Hiding the envelope by her side and keeping a straight face to avoid raising suspicions, Inna successfully stepped out of the mansion to hand the mailman who had shown up at the gate to receive letters for that particular time of the day.

"Who do you wish to deliver this letter to?" Asked the mailman as it had no address on it. Inna hesitated for a while before leaning close to whisper into the mailman’s ears, and he quickly nodded his head in understanding.

"But I cannot deliver this." He explained to Inna, handing her her letter back, and that left the girl puzzled as her brows slanted downwards in skepticism.

"Why not?"

"Such errands are not meant for me," he proceeded to elaborate. "If you wish to get this letter sent, my lady, then it has to be done through a messenger bird."

"A messenger bird?" Inna blinked in bafflement.

He nodded in answer to her question before taking his leave and exiting the gate of the mansion. Disappointed, Inna returned to her room with her unsent letter, wondering how she was supposed to find a messenger bird that could deliver this safely to someone.

"Silly me.....I should have asked the mailman." Sighing at her own fate, she dumped the letter on the desk, taking it as the heaven’s wish that maybe the letter shouldn’t be sent, and just maybe, she isn’t meant to encounter even a stranger she doesn’t know for a friend.

Sitting on her bed, Inna proceeded to lie down to rest when she heard the sound of a bird squeaking noisily at her window. its beak lightly scraping through the window glass as though telling her to open up.

Startled by the sudden presence of a bird, Inna quickly got out of bed to open her window for the cute animal. To her surprise, it was a messenger bird, and it was one she had never come across in her whole seventeen years of living.

Going back to pick the envelope, she removed the parchment, rolled it up and carefully tied the letter to the leg of her messenger bird - a beautiful bird with deep purple and gold feathers that shone brilliantly in the setting sunlight.

Inna breathed deeply, her heartbeat slowing, as she stepped back and watched the bird take off in a flurry of feathers and dust. The bird soared up into the sky and Inna watched as it disappeared over the horizon.

Did the mailman send the messenger bird?

A knock on her room door jolted her to the present. Closing her window, she went to open the door to see Frederick standing at her doorstep, and he smiled at her.

"My Lady, the carriage is set, shall we take our leave? It will get dark soon and we need to hurry since the physician will be waiting for us."

"Ahh...yes." Inna had almost forgotten Cassian had requested her help earlier to get some medicine from the family’s closest physician. Stepping out of her room, she closed the door behind her and left the corridor with Frederick.

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Back in the room of Cassian, Madeline sat at the edge of the bed. She glanced at the empty medicine pill on the side table and instantly remembered that her dose went dry last night.

"Ssssss.... How can I forget?" She hissed out, feeling a bit drained as her voice came out weak. She doubts they’d be a place for her to get some of the pills before night falls. With these thoughts in her head, her face scrunched into a look of displeasure, looking slightly upset with herself for forgetting something as important as her medications.

"You don’t have to worry about that, Frederick and Inna have gone to get more for you." Cassian’s velvety deep voice interrupted her thoughts as she instinctively looked in his direction.

He was standing close to the bathroom door, and just staring at the young lad forced her heart to speak up speed as she remembered the details of what happened in the bathroom, and she immediately looked away from him, turning her attention to something else so he wouldn’t catch her blushing.

As for Cassian, he assumed the young lady was upset with him due to his actions which is why she isn’t responding to him. Thinking of ways to explain himself, he sauntered forward to stand before where she sat, and his eyes narrowed in concern when he felt her weakness.

Her body language already gave him the hint.

"You look a bit pale." He commented after taking note of it, but the woman on his bed glared his way in return while putting on a smile.

"Yes, I am, and I wonder who exactly is the cause for my body weakness."

Cassian said nothing in return when she gave him the ’you know what I’m talking about’ kind of stare. Knowing fully well that he was at fault, he didn’t argue and quietly sat beside her on the bed, keeping a good distance between them.

The young lad opened his mouth to say something after they got settled, but he suddenly shook his head and kept it to himself, as though he was having a serious debate in his head regarding if he should speak or not.

"Do you want to say something?" Asked Madeline when she sensed his hesitation. She never really predicted that Lord Cassian himself would act like a nervous fox in front of her, and that made her curiosity grow concerning what was in his mind.

"Cassian?"

Looking at the woman who was still waiting to hear what he had to say, he took a deep breath and met her gaze.

"I was thinking, don’t you think it’s time we consummate our marriage?" And he finally said it, causing the room to go still for a few seconds as though an angel was passing by.

Madeline blinked at him in awe. "What?"

He gave a half-shrug. "Don’t you want us to make it official?"

"Make what official?"

"Our marriage?"

"I’m not ready for that." Madeline instantly grew flustered. "I’d probably be dead If I got into bed with you."

"Meaning?"

"You’ll break me."