Chapter 200

“The money must have gone to your daughter's head, Alfred. Don’t think I did not see you encouraging her to steal Lord Deacon away from my Freda,” Princess Bently said before taking a sip of her tea.

Alfred wanted to walk Emily over to their mansion next door, but before he could leave, Princess Bently stopped him. “Alfred, my tea is cold.”

“I will get hot water and a fresh cup,” Alfred said, walking over and taking the delegate floral print teacup and saucer off the table.

“Princess Freda, a fresh cup for you?” Alfred asked, walking around.

“Please,” Princess Freda said, putting her cup down.

“You will talk to Emily and tell her to stand down? Eliot is such a nice man. Surely he will make a fine son-in-law,” Prince Bently advised.

“He did not even know she exist until I received the money for Emily’s hand,” Alfred objected.

“True, but even after getting a large sum the day before yesterday, he still called on her this morning,” Princess Freda said.

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