Carlisle Islington III is Lord of the Manor, get good at of most he research. But there’s one thing he can’t control, and all of the wealth and influence in the globe can’t provide him power over it. Enter the maid, Matilda. In her neat white cap, eye wide as the moon, she gazes at him with sheer adoration. Could such a young woman probably lust after a guy Carlisle’s age? The theory seems improbable, yet the look with this girl’s eye can tell no is situated. Matilda has come to stoke his fireplace.

The manor home awaits. Are you set to combination the threshold?