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Music Thank you.

And... that's a capital idea.

I must admit I have been at my wits end over this matter.

Understandably so.

Your mother is being taken advantage of.

I've already written to my uncle on this.

I have half a mind to pay him a visit.

But... you're right.

I should seek the counsel of his son.

All in due course.

First, write the son and plead your case.

Explain his father's culpability.

Ja, this is... extortion.

A prison.

This Annabelle is off early this morning.

She does seem to enjoy her own company.

Yes.

She is rather... reserved.

I meant it as a compliment.

She is... most intriguing.

Is that so?

My regard for this place is one, eh?

Are wildflowers not as beautiful as the cultivated rose?

For our young ladies, enchantments blossom far from society's rigid rules.

At Ashford Manor, imperious longing takes hold as Annabelle and Beatrice find

themselves joyfully delaying the inevitable.

A mere moment of bliss is an offer by pushing aside what comes next.

And giving oneself over to the pleasures before them.

A run of hearts.

Let's see.

Your turn, my dear.

No wagers at croquet today, my dear.

I was not going to corrupt ladies with bedding.

But Wilhelm, on the other hand...

Would he even partake?

His character is exceedingly inflexible.

You must forgive him.

Matters elsewhere are sapping him of his usual charming demeanor.

I believe that card should do the trick.

You did it again, my dear.

It's a wonderful morning, is it not, Miss Annabelle?

Um, yes it is, sir.

You spoke fondly of the countryside yesterday

and I realized I needed to take a closer look.

Enjoy yourself.

I see you have brought a book with you.

I also enjoy reading in nature.

I always travel with a small library.

My books have been to more places than most men ever lay eyes on.

Yes.

It is quite the privilege of men to be able to do as they please.

And you seem to please yourself more than most.

If you'll excuse me.

Oh well.

Excuse the intrusion.

Intrusion aside, I am an unmarried and unaccompanied lady.

Do you not know the limitations placed on my gender? Interlegal.

The mere whisper of me talking to a man alone in the woods will ruin my reputation.

Forgive me.

So please excuse me while I walk ahead to preserve the limited options that are afforded me.

What a perfectly delightful day, isn't it? It is.

If only everybody would get here so we could get started.

Annabelle, come pick your color.

I'll take whichever color is next on the stake.

Well, it is.

Ah, there he is.

Let the games begin.

Order of play, my friend.

You are black and thus up for it.

I was afraid we were going to have to raise a search party for you.

I was on the...

Lost and caught.

Shall we keep our usual wager on such sports? You bet.

We have lemonade should anyone desire some.

Yes, lemonade and words of encouragement for our gallant players.

We

are playing in teams and you have paired with Miss Annabelle.

Quite the play!

Nicely done!

Well done, Liebling!

I have thought a great deal about what you said, Miss Annabelle.

It's humbling to know that opportunities and

experiences are not tied to one's merits.

I appreciate your sincerity.

I would like to offer you a few books from my collection.

By way of recompense.

To me?

I'm afraid I cannot accept such a dear gift.

One sec.

Nonsense.

You would be doing me a favor, as I would like to be seen as Annabelle.

I must warn you that some of my books may be outside the bounds of respectability.

What type of controversial books do you possess?

They must be French.

Some of my books are very candid about romance.

I hope you will not reproach me.

Choose whichever volumes may interest you.

Then reading in my eyes the full permission of myself to all his wishes,

he scarce pleased himself more than me.

When having insinuated his hand under my petticoat and shift, he presently removed

those bars to the sight by lifting them upwards, under the favor of a thousand kisses.

My heart beat with astonishing speed, and at the height of my ecstasy,

or of my dream, always marked by a tremor of delight, I hardly knew myself.

My hand took hold of the apple, my finger replaced the snake.

I moved to the foot of the bed, a column, which finding it in between my

legs and thighs, stopped me, and served as a fulcrum

to the part where I felt an unbearable longing.

This position required me to lift my behind, and this movement which I made on

my back in running my little mound along the column.

The resulting friction caused me an extraordinary tingling.

I made a second motion, then a third, which led to increased success.

Soon, an excess of pleasure filled me.

I fainted.

I swooned.

Ah...

Ah... Ah...

Ah...

Ah... Oh, God...

Oh... Oh... Oh, God...

Oh, God...

Oh...

There is little sand left in the hourglass as the summer nights grow short.

Annabelle and Beatrice enjoy this respite from familial pressures and expectations.

The young ladies of Ashford Manor have briefly escaped society's watchful eye,

and have submitted themselves to more pleasurable pursuits.

You have captivated me.

Of my own free will, I shall come to you.

In the bedchamber, dripping with honey,

let us enjoy over and over your allure,

the sweet thing.

I wish I wore your mirror so that you always looked at me.

I wish I wore your garment so that you would always wear me.

I wish I wore the water that washes your body.

I wish I wore the ungent that I could anoint you, and the

band around your breasts and the beads around your neck.

I wish I wore your sandal that you would step on me.

From the Papyrus Anacreon.

The ancient Egyptians were so passionate.

Let me do the sweetest things to you, my precious sweet.

Let me bring you honey.

Your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.

You have captivated me.

Of my own free will, I will come to you.

In the bedchamber,

dripping with honey.

Let us enjoy over and over your allure, the sweetest thing.

Good morning.

I see you're all enjoying some of my collection.

You don't mind us taking a gander, do you?

Not in the slightest.

Join us.

Good night.

I feel drawn to more outdoor pursuits.

Suit yourself.

Good night.

I have another passage.

Gold is nothing compared to her arms, and her fingers are like lotus flowers.

Her buttocks are full, her waist is narrow.

As for her thighs, they only add to her beauty.

Hello? Yeah, um.

..

Sorry.

I'm leaving.

Count Wittenbach?

Is that you? Yes, I.

..

I didn't mean to disturb you.

Are you all right?

I do not mean to be intrude on your time or indeed your honor.

I'm fine to make it back to the moment.

I'm afraid I spoke rather harshly to you yesterday.

And they have exaggerated at the end.

This will be a far more polite society.

If it's all right, I wouldn't mind resting a minute before stepping back.

I also desired the opportunity to clear my conscience.

There are matters at home that have preoccupied my

mind and I've let the dumpling walker fool me here.

I appreciate your honesty.

You have been a bit of a bore.

This is an enchanting spot you have here, Miss Annabelle.

Yes, I adored here.

At home I have five younger siblings and the concert

reminded mine to be a perfect example to them.

So visiting here is my escape.

I grew up in too much peace and quiet.

My escape was adventurous and books.

And now the world is yours for your adventures.

And I'm still mostly limited to books.

I thank you for lending me some of yours.

My pleasure.

I hope you found something to your taste.

I was most curious about the reporter novels you mentioned.

My sex is often left in the dark about manners of romantic longings and explorations.

I'm pleased to have assisted you with that.

With the books.

Keep them.

And any others that you may fancy.

These books bring curiosity in me.

You are most fascinating, Miss Annabelle.

One of a kind.

One of a kind.

I best make my way back.

I will assist you.

Excuse me.

A wash of fallangen flooded over me.

That is not gentlemanly conduct.

I invite you to seduce me.

You're a fool.

Are you?

Are you sure you don't look about as me?

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Hmm.

Uh huh.

Mm.

Uh.

Uh.

Uh.

What the fuck? Oh, my god.

..

A little pause.

..

A little pause.

..

A little pause.

..

A little pause...

A little pause.

..

And... am I an author?

Yes!

Yes, my friend! Am I.

.. Nia Nguyen?

Yes!

Yes!

Oh!

She's an author.

Yes!

Am

I... Yes! Travel a lot.

Am I Lady Godiva?

Yes!

That's so

nice!

The adventures of the summer will stay with the young ladies for all time.

The secret embers of passion burning brightly in their hearts.