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Margret waited patiently while he did the clasp for her. Once he was down she placed her hand on it to adjust it. When hearing that she was right about him spending a lot on it, to him, she smiled but her back was to him. When she turned to face him he was already going into the kitchen. "Well I think its charming," she called after him and followed behind.

Watching him cook for a while then set the table she looked for the other forks and noticed it was a simple setting. She found that interesting and sat down since she couldn't really help him with anything. She was always banned from the kitchen. The only thing she was allowed to go in was the library because of the grand piano that was in it. "What are we eating?' She was at least trying to be civil since they are supposed to be married. She had a tilt in her head thinking if her father had said when they would marry.



Watching him cook for a while then set the table she looked for the other forks and noticed it was a simple setting. She found that interesting and sat down since she couldn't really help him with anything. She was always banned from the kitchen. The only thing she was allowed to go in was the library because of the grand piano that was in it. "What are we eating?' She was at least trying to be civil since they are supposed to be married. She had a tilt in her head thinking if her father had said when they would marry.

