Authoratative female, history, crime and suspense

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Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General)

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Rome. Why room, Miss Bennet? I believed all young ladies wish to travel to Paris to shop and be seen. But, sir, have you had to determine I am not like all young ladies? She asked with an impish grin. My impertinence is legendary. In Merton, he struggled to control is in prose to brush loose tendril from the nape of the neck. Oh, but I have Miss Elizabeth on DH. I would not call it impertinence. As much a spirit. She lowered her eyes and he swallowed as she flushed with colour from the rise of her bosom to her face. Many of your sex speak only what they believe a man wishes to hear. But a man of character wants an equal not solely in wealth and connexions, but an intellect. Incense. A powerful woman can lead a man to do great things. Elizabeth sat down on the sofa and Mr Darcy seemed to hesitate before taking the chair across from her. Why, Miss Bennet? Would you wish to see room? He asked with a grin. We were speaking of my impertinence. She argued to Brown challenge. But room will suffice. I have read books from Father's Library about its rise and fall. I would dearly love to see the Coliseum and works from the masters. History and culture, sir, are two of my passions. I am not a simple country maid from hot for teacher, you know. No, Miss Elizabeth. I would never imagine anything about you or simple her laugh tinkles around the room as his bare tone giant Harz I can attest to the beauty of Rome and its people. My father took me there once when I was just a boy. We were at a crowded market on the way back to our hotel and became separated. Whatever did you do? He sheepishly look down and chuckled. I did what any young boy in a phone country would. I sat down and began to cry. Soon a little grandmother found me, swept me into her home and fed me. She sent her grandson to the postmaster who spoke some English. And within five minutes we were back at the hotel with my worldwide father standing out front talking to the locals