"Fletcher's Bedtime Stories"

Galina could naturally tell that the one speaking on the stairs was not Dorothy. "Leisha, if I really smiled and said I was staying right now, I'd like to see what you would do." She retorted without any politeness, and Shade spoke up. "All right, haven't the two of you already gotten along? Why are you still like this?" He made the decision. "Tonight is Dorothy and Leisha's lesson time, and that will not change. Galina, see you tomorrow evening. Leisha, apologize to your grand-aunt. She never intended to stay, and you should not have spoken that way." The blonde-haired and blue-eyed young lady pursed her lips slightly, but still said, "All right—grand-aunt, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Good night, sweet dreams." The Duchess was very satisfied with Shade's handling of the matter. "That's more like it. Good night to you too, Leisha. Then I'll see you tomorrow evening, Shade." As she spoke, she kissed Shade once more before opening the door and entering the carriage the Maids had parked outside the house. Shade did not close the door until the carriage had gone far away. "Dorothy" then came down from the upper stairs and explained somewhat sheepishly, "grand-aunt and I were just used to bickering. We didn't mean to deliberately start an argument." "I know. You're both good girls. We've known each other for so long—look, there has never been any conflict in this home." As Shade spoke, he turned around. Leisha hugged him from the front and whispered, "Isn't that because of you? You don't seem very proactive, but everyone in the house knows that you're usually thinking about all sorts of things. If you truly get angry, everyone would be scared." Shade smiled. "Why would you say that? When have you ever seen me get