Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Of course! You can bring me those sketches anytime,” Anastasia agreed with a smile.

“Really? Thank you so much, Mrs.. Presgrave!” Lorelai nodded earnestly, then continued, “I’m designing the jewelry for a friend of mine as a gift. With your feedback, I’m sure the gift will be perfect for her!”

Anastasia asked curiously, “Did you ever go to design school?”

“No, I’m just doing this as a hobby, which is rare for me. I picked it up and I fell in love with it, but I didn’t, like, receive professional instruction or anything like that. I guess that’s what sets you and me apart, huh?” Lorelai replied modestly.

Laughing, Anastasia said, “Well, I’d rather you keep this up as a hobby. It can be cabng if you turn a hobby into full fledged work.”

Lorelai chuckled as well. “Yeah, I guess you have a point.”

At that moment, someone at the dining table caught sight of the piano sitting in the corner and started pushing Lorelai to perform a tune. The girl very obligingly walked over to the grand-looking instrument and took her seat, then started playing a song with the sort of quiet grace that lulled everyone into a trance. While the melody carried on, someone said in a low voice, “Lorelai sure is talented. She could be a maestro if she wanted!”

sure she’ll marry well someday,” another person

smiled and said, “That’s very sweet of you to say, but Lorelai is just an

had left three days. after the wedding. After that, Anastasia and

at the company. In

media did not have much information to

Sophia wanted to go back to visit

teach and guide Sophia on the ways of upper-class societies.

was splurging on unnecessary things because she thought it would be better for everyone if she remained as carefree as she had always been, unbridled by the stuffy rules

plan. Sophia ended up spending two hours each day learning how to stand, walk and sit properly. At the end of each lesson,

having these lessons, Arthur would be upstairs doing heaven knows-what. Occasionally, fortune tellers would drop by the house, and she wondered if the young master truly

to communicate with Arthur’s grandfather’s

he would go to the location and

said goodbye to her instructors. She was rubbing her aching shoulder while walking up the stairs when she suddenly heard

as she was told and presented herself before him, then asked, “Is there something you need help with,

he answered curtly as he cast her

then stood right behind him and began to rub his shoulders, kneading out the tense muscles as he closed his