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"Where is my wife, Harold?"

"I believe the lady is trying on some of the dresses your mother prepared for her. I overheard her maid speaking of wanting to go to the market tomorrow so they might leave the estate," Harold informed Xavier.

Xavier continued to look out the window at the land behind his estate. "You are quite good at listening to private conversations. If you were not loyal to me, I would be concerned. You might have all my personal matters spreading through the town. Who knew you would make such a good gossiper."

"I would never do such a thing, Milord. I do not gossip. I am simply telling you about your wife," said Harold.

"That is gossiping but it is far better than what the rest of the town does. Their mouths must be sore from speaking about my marriage. It is a curse to have good hearing. It gets so bad that you think of getting rid of your ears," Xavier said as he looked away from his land.