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shock of being threatened to be put into nappies caused her heart to pound.  Anna smiled and continued, "Dry your tears.  You can still go over my knee.  Both drawers and nappies can be pulled down to bare your bottom, even after you are properly dressed as we both know."  Lucy understood the threat and blew her nose, feeling years slip from her as she was tended to as a small child.  She was turned back around and Anna quickly had the large bow at the back of the dress tied and the pretty white pinafore tied around her waist, as well.
    Anna led her to her desk and pulled out the chair.  She felt Lucy stiffen in her grasp and smiled, remembering what had happened the last time she had been led to this chair.  Anna didn't bother reassuring her young charge.  She sat on the chair and then turned Lucy away from her, keeping her in place between her knees.  Molly handed the housekeeper Lucy's brush and Lucy gave a shudder as she felt the brush being run through her hair after Mrs. Bremmer released it from its pins.  Once freed of tangles, the curtain of her blonde hair was left hanging down her back, and a wide yellow headband was placed on her head, to keep her hair off her face.  Mrs. Bremmer finally stood and held out her hand.
    "Come, Lucille," she said as she led the girl from her room.  "We must hurry as I'm certain the others are finished with their breakfast by now."  Lucy neither cared what the others were doing nor about breakfast.  All her thoughts were consumed with how she must look what everyone would think, seeing her dressed in this childish dress, the lacy hem of her drawers in evidence beneath the hem of her petticoats and dress.  She hated the feeling of relief she felt when she found herself being grateful to see the lace.  She knew its absence would mean she was either in a nappy, or, God forbid, totally naked beneath her clothing, her bottom easily accessible for discipline.  Questions of what else would be expected of her flooded her mind as she walked quietly beside the housekeeper.
    Anna was soon drawing her charge into the dining room.  All eyes turned to see their entrance.  Lucy's sister gave her a smile as if she were used to seeing her sister dressed this way every day.  Edward smiled as well, but it was Lucas that captured and held Lucy's gaze.  He stood and approached her and then bent to kiss her cheek.  Lucy felt her stomach flip, but her heart continued to pound at her shame.  Surely he would send her back upstairs to change, as he had grown accustomed to seeing her dress, if not in the latest fashions, at least far more maturely than this dress.
    "Good morning, Kitten," Lucas said and took her hand from Anna's hold.  "Come and eat your breakfast quickly."  Lucy remained frozen in place when she realized that he had shown no surprise at her appearance, and she understood he had most likely ordered this change.  She pulled her hand from his as he attempted to lead her to the table.  "Lucy, come, you don't have much time to have breakfast and...”
    "No!" Lucy cried out, her body stiffening, her hands clenched into fists.  "I bloody well will not eat breakfast, and I will not wear this bloody dress!  I am your betrothed, Lucas Huntington, not a bloody baby!"  Edward heard his own wife gasp and knew Lucy's words had shocked her.  He turned his attention to Lucas, willing to give his friend a chance to handle this tantrum but knowing he would quickly intervene in Lucy's discipline if Lucas should fail in his duty.
    Lucy seemed in a world of her own.  She only had eyes for the huge man who was standing a few feet from her.  Though a part of her brain was screaming for her to be silent, another part was pushing her to continue as if she needed to test Lucas in some way.  She raked her hands down the pinafore and stamped her foot.  "Charles would never expect me to dress like this.  He didn't care what I wore; he said..." she stopped, her hand going to cover her mouth