It was almost a command but Beth didn't dare disobey. She rushed to the chair adjacent to his. "You are here.""You promised to spend the day in my company. The day is not over."Beth was overwhelmed with shame. She had acted without culture, acted like a terrible drunk who would overindulge at the sight of good wine. "I am terribly sorry. I do not know what came over me." She dropped her head, biting her lips. "I behave so badly."It was a good thing she could not see his face. It must be filled with scorn if not downright disappointment.A switch and a small light came on. A small flickering fire. "I thought your behaviour was endearing." Beth raised her head. "It was adorable." He put out the light.Was he drunk too? "You_ you think my behaviour ad_adorable?" Every word was laced with unbelief."Is it so unbelievable?"It was! "I would think you would detest it.""That is a stupid thought." The light flickered on again and he blew it out. "Tell me, do you mumble in your sleep?"Tak
At nine o'clock the next day, Beth went with Lord Carlisle to the administration office to meet with the solicitors, the head builder and the architect. She was eager to begin management of the project he let her in charge.She sat at the head of the table while Lord Carlisle resigned to a seat at the corner of the room.The head builder, Mr. Henry, was a kind man who was not prejudiced to her being a woman unlike the solicitor who had thought she had come for more money for the ball, or the architect who subtly told that she was not refined enough to understand his drawings on paper.Lord Carlisle remained silent in the corner, quietly smoking his cigar though his eyes remained on them.Regardless of their judgmental eyes boring into her flesh, Beth went ahead to make a number of changes she deemed for the project. She countered and rejected whilst agreeing to as many as possible."My Lady, this is not a ball. This is a building."She felt insulted. "I am well aware of that fact, Mr.
Beth was in dismay, uncertain how she had spoken the words she had only of recent admitted to herself.Anna shrieked, laying her hand over her mouth to hush herself. She was graciously joyful. "My Lady, that is great news!"Beth clasped her hands. "You mustn't tell anyone. Do you hear me, Anna? No one must learn of this." She must trust her more than she knew. Still, she should have kept her mouth in better inspection.Anna became sober. "No one?""No one." Beth reiterated."Lord Carlisle too?"Especially Lord Carlisle! She would not have him bothered by her emotions. She wished he would, but he need not reciprocate it. She would not receive untrue affections from him."Even if he must, Anna I…"A knock interrupted them. Hesitantly, Anna strode to the door and opened it to let in Albert. He entered and bowed.She acknowledged him. "Albert.""His Grace has asked for your presence. Her Ladyship, the Dowager Duchess, and your aunt, Lady Gallagher, have arrived. They are in the Red Room."
"I heard a rumour in town today that you are to oversee the Duke's new project.""Lord Carlisle is so amazing." She drawled.Beth sent her a glare she wasn't sure she was capable of. "Yes, it is true." Was the lady acting coy thinking about her husband?"You work?" One asked."How belittling!" They exclaimed. "Still I understand. You must earn your keep."Beth scoffed. They were despicable! Their words hurt as soon as they left their mouths and their smiles made it even more annoying as they insulted her in subtle ways. She had since grown tired and could no longer indulge them. What was the upper-class revulsion for 'work'? If allowed, she would work as much as she could. It was better than sitting around whispering about people.And did they dismiss her family as poor and out of fortune? They were right, but how could they say such to her face? The gentry was beyond harsh."It is a pleasant ball, by the way.""Do enjoy it to the fullest." She said and left them, having had her fill
"You know, in the years since the accident, I have not seen my son truly happy, until you became a part of his life." Beth turned to her. She was smiling, looking at a jolly couple, dancing vibrantly to everyone's amusement. "It is an amazement how you do it.""I do nothing."She scoffed. "You do not know what cosmic power you have over my son. When you do find out, use it to the uttermost. You have my blessing." She patted her hand.Beth was dumbfounded. Cosmic power over Lord Carlisle? There was none. On the contrary, he was the one whose breath commanded her heart. "My Lady…" She was interrupted."I have known Harriet since the moment my late husband declared her Charles's betrothed." Beth's heart slammed. "But I have never seen her elicit any emotion from him." She met her gaze. "You are a beautiful woman with an even kinder soul, Beth. I am glad you are his wife."The words warmed her over."You are a loving mother and as kind as your words. Lord Carlisle is fortunate to have you
She held footsteps and a voice, it came from the other side of the shrub."She is very bold I tell you, walking around as though she belonged here."Beth put her hand over her mouth. She did not know others would venture this far into the yard. She would quietly depart so as not to unwillingly eavesdrop. "I am as stunned. Lady Carlisle? Quite the jest!" Beth went still. They were talking about her."I heard her family is far from poor. They are destitute."A chuckle. "Maybe not anymore. She has made the perfect fool of Lord Carlisle. Surely, they must enjoy his generosity now.""How dare they refer to Lord Carlisle with such disrespect?!"How could he have ever believed she was pregnant? This is the fourth month of their marriage, is it not? She is still not showing." They were keeping count? Beth leaned on the wall.The voice lowered. "Maybe she lost the child?""What great fortune then."Beth was aghast. Her hand involuntarily went to her stomach to protect the child that wasn't th
Lord Carlisle was the greatest of men, else she wouldn't have fallen in love with him, but what was she to do with her love? She was certain that if he knew, there was nothing he could do. She could not force the man to love her."Your Grace? His Grace is waiting."Beth nodded. She allowed herself a deep breath and followed him. The corridor was as scary as it was revolting and the memory of Lord Morton's misbehaviour remained. After the ball, she would have the servants clean every single area. They reached the ballroom.Lord Carlisle, who had been standing with his back to the door, turned as soon as she reentered the room. Their eyes met instantly.Clad in a green jacket that shared the same colour as the forest, he was dashing. Her heart leapt for joy. She was in love with him. She was unrepentantly in love with her handsome and powerful husband.He passed his wineglass to a gentleman and without breaking stride, manoeuvred his way to her as the music changed. It became the slow n
"Your Grace." She bowed, seductively, allowing him a perfect view of her bosom, he was nauseated. "It is a surprise to see you." She chuckled. "I thought you abhor these sorts of gatherings. It is lovely though, she has put a great amount of effort into its preparation." He was quiet. "Although, I wouldn't say it is up to par as the ball your mother held in my honour. Remember? The one she held right in that ballroom."Charles said nothing. Lady Cossington planted herself beside him, smiling too brightly. The seductive glint in her eyes was hard to miss. He doubted she would want him to miss it."My brother thinks I must apologize for vexing you, so here I am." He cast her a sidelong look. She had offended Beth, but would apologized to him? She sighed, her voice losing the annoying seductive edge. "Are you still angry with me? You should not be. I am indeed sorry." She smiled sheepishly, her eyes widening with the scheming innocence of a debutante. "Do you realize this is the first ti