Klaus assured Louisa that his father wouldn’t hurt her, and she frowned. ”You know I trust what you say, but I cannot help but feel you are wrong. It truly seems like he would do anything, but only time will tell. Just be careful. That’s all I ask.” When they sat down at the table, Klaus had sat next to her, Dough sitting next to him. When Dough complimented her, Louisa gave him a soft smile. She couldn’t help but laugh at his awkwardness. ”Remember to breathe. You look like you’re about to faint, goodness.” She looked him in the eyes, leaning to look around Klaus. This was to be polite, but Louisa also knew how to fluster the poor boy. As the viscountess patted Louisa on the head, she felt herself leaning into the comforting touch. She’d never get this type of thing from her own mother, so it was a foreign sensation. She knew her mother would never approve of her, so she would find it other places. Not that she needed approval from anyone, but it was still nice. Listening to viscountess Nora’s explanation of her husband’s anger made sense. Well, he was very much going overboard with it, but still. Louisa nodded when Klaus mentioned that it was surprising she liked Nora. ”Yes, I am rather surprised too. Yet, I am very pleased that I like her. She’s kind and calm, two traits I enjoy in a person. I am glad she likes me too.”
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