Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

Matthew was ready to politely decline for Lucy, but she responded to the maid with a warm smile, "I got it. Tell my sister I'll be right there."

Lucy knew her parents' greatest wish was for her to bond with Charlotte as true sisters.

With her parents treating her so kindly, refusing an invitation from Charlotte herself just did not seem right.

"Of course, Second Princess."

The maid nodded and backed out of the room, leaving Matthew to eye Lucy with a hint of disapproval. "Lucy, why on earth did you say yes? What if Charlotte's planning something sinister in her own quarters?" Matthew's concern creased his forehead. He was not one to cry wolf without reason. He had a habit of expecting the worst in people.

Lucy shook her head, a gentle smile on her face. "Oh, Matthew, you're worrying too much. We're in the royal palace, for heaven's sake. Charlotte wouldn't dare tarnish her image with our folks watching. "And let's be honest, we're only guessing her intentions. She invited me for tea, nothing more. It'd be downright impolite to refuse."

Lucy's words were meant to soothe, but Matthew's worry lingered. She pressed on, "Look, if it'll ease your mind, just mail the letter and then swing by to pick me up, okay?"

She tugged at his arm playfully, and with a heavy sigh, Matthew gave in. "Alright. Then, wait for me. I'll be back before you know it."

"Promise!" Lucy beamed, nodding eagerly. Matthew handed her the envelope, ruffled her hair affectionately, and strode off.

did not waste a moment, making

had just reached Charlotte, panting slightly from the

What took you so long? Did

half-removed from her tea. The maid hurriedly explained, "I ran into the butler's wife on the way, but yes, the princess said she'd be right

had done

avoid Charlotte's

of her wrist, Charlotte granted her leave. "Good,

"Yes, Princess Charlotte."

could not believe her luck and made a beeline for the door. Just as she was

the butler's wife... Did she go and drop something

began with a hint of suspicion but quickly turned into a pointed demand for the

to worry." Only clothes?! That was hardly believable. Charlotte felt a surge of jealousy boiling up inside her every time Juliana sent

voice pierced the air like a knife. The

be so unfair, showering

were at it again today.