“I’m sure she does.” Lucy assured him with a big smile. She often wondered how her mother would feel when Lucy did leave, it had always just been the two of them. Although there was always the unspoken fact of her inheritance of the manor, perhaps if he was a second son he’d want to settle there. Whoever he was.

He wished to be near her and keep her from harm, Lucy’s heart fluttered at the idea. “I should very much hope you are near. I would feel much safer.” She confided with another smile, almost a shy smile at the thought. She very much hoped she saw her savior again, whether her was saving her from dragons or merely another boring conversation.