Madeleine Nakamura Closed

A small, fragile-seeming bottle would arrive by owl. Wrapped around the delicate blue glass bottle was a note tied with a piece of rough twine into a simple bow like one might see used to tie a pair of shoes. Simple yet effective and neat. There was a name written on the parcel, the recipient was a young French girl: Madeleine Nakamura. He had been forwarded to Madeleine after he was rejected by Cassanora. While the young girl was his first choice, not for reasons of love, lust or even idle interest but rather what he could do with her, young Miss Madeleine will do fine. A master of adaptation, he would get what he needed from the first and get more than anticipated from the second if he was given a favorable hand.

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𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮

𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓾𝓼 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝔃𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓕𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹, 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓑𝓪𝓵𝓵.

𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮. 𝓜𝔂 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓥𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓻 𝓐𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓐𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓮𝓯𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝓷-𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓭𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓽. 𝓜𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓸𝓼 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼.

𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓽𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓰𝓲𝓯𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹. 𝓢𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝔂𝓶𝓮, 𝓸𝔁𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼, 𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓽, 𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓴-𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓰𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮. 𝓐𝓷 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝔂. 𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮.

𝓐𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝔂. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓹𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼, 𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓭. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝔁 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓼. 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓷𝓸 𝓯𝓮𝓪𝓻, 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾.

𝓥𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓻 𝓐𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓼