Morwenna walked with her head held high, unaffected by the stares she received. Boasting a kind of poverty pride, she saw thrift as a virtue, not a problem. Upon encountering the butler, Morwenna greeted him with a smile, "Hello."

The butler, snapping out of his momentary daze, replied, "Ms. Winslet, welcome! Please, come in."

This time, Morwenna didn't need anyone to show her the way and made her way to Claude's room on her own.

As she stepped inside, she noticed an immediate change. The room, still dimly lit, now housed a massive bookshelf brimming with books, resembling a private library.

Holding only three books in her hand, Morwenna suddenly felt rather sheepish about her modest offering.

Claude, noticing her arrival, greeted her warmly, "Ms. Winslet, are those for me?"

Despite feeling slightly embarrassed, Morwenna handed them over, "Just a few regular books. You might already have them on your shelves."

and shook his head, "No, I don't have these. I really appreciate the

was

treating them as a precious

learning, listened attentively. He thought to himself that having Morwenna as his tutor wasn't

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roll, and although she now had some money, she was saving hard to fund repairs

she had eaten, the sight of the delicious

which one would you like?" Morwenna

drink towards her, insisting, "Then have this

don't have much of an appetite alone. Would you mind

sip of the drink and firmly

softly, a genuine warmth lighting up his

wanted to treat her well. Simple and direct, with

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