Chapter 47 An Unwanted Betrothal

• Year after year bled into the next. The once-cheerful Lyra had hardened into a fiercely rebellious young woman, her notoriety echoing throughout Duke Reginald’s vast estate. Nearly seven years had passed since that fateful hunting trip, making her fifteen years old.
• "What did you just say?!"
• Lyra stood fiercely in the center of her classroom. It was an elite academy, a prestigious institution primarily reserved for highborn nobility and privileged young men, while girls of lesser standing could never dream of such opportunities.