"you mean the Duke is not my father?" Anastasia asked after thinking of Grater"s words for a long time.
"Yes, you mother told only told me all this on her death bed. Before falling sick, you mother had gotten this courtyard hoping to find an opportunity to leave the Duke residence. She wanted to use the duchess to leave but she had fallen sick. Worried that you would be alone if she died, she stayed back," Grater said as she cleaned the tears running down her eyes.
"Then, why have you not told me all this while?" Anastasia asked. She was shaken by this information. The Duke had always been indifferent to her which made her wonder if she was not his daughter but this had only been a thought in the passing. She had never believed it.
Now hearing it was the truth she was not sure how to handle the information.
