Lady Grace thought it over for a moment. “But Lord Greenhills won’t be pleased...” she muttered to herself as she decided weather or not to take up Connor’s offer. He was quite charming and it had been so very long...

That’s when she heard the scream. Faint from where she was in the manor but clear enough to pin point where it had come from.

“Excuse me, sir Maccauley,” she said as she quickly pushed past him into his room. She crossed the distance between her and the window beside his large bed. “Goodness!” She exclaimed and pointed out of the window. “There, near the pond... is that a carrot? It’s quite big for a carrot. Fast too. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a carrot quite as fast as this one.” She chuckled shamelessly at her own words.

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