"A place of superstitions.

A place of curses.

A girl who was forced to sacrifice her life for the welfare of the village, and became a widow against her will.
Widowed? Or Married?

Ella Rosemane was satisfied with what little she and her family had. But one incongruous incident shatters everything she had and kills the spirit in her.

Stuck between being widowed and married, Ella found the curse around her was embraced by a stranger who was anything but a stranger to her."

Medieval Gothic Lords Series

　　Ella walked into her bed chamber with light steps looking all the more bright and shining after her classes with Miss Panford. There was a constant smile on her face that even brightened up the staff's mood. The maidservants and Lyndon couldn't help but smile at the happy looking Lady.


　　"Lucy" She halted near the bed and looked back at Lucy.


　　"Yes, My Lady." Lucy smiled back at  Ella who was grinning at her.


　　"Call me Ella when there are just us, Lucy." Ella chastised playfully, "What do you think should I do for the Lord?" Ella asked twisting the ends of the shawl with her hands while her face was painted deep red with the blush that adorned.


　　"I beg your pardon, Ella. I did not get you." Lucy looked up to find Ella blushing like a new bride and there was also this tension that was clear in her eyes.


Chapter 33