Chapter 6
“So what do you think about her?” Daphne asked while watching her and Ann feed the pigeons.
“I like her” Richard said smirking.
“Yes I'm sure you do, but I really hope you do not cause her any...” Daphne said eyeing her brother.
“Harm? Why are you all so convinced that I will harm her? Richard asked annoyed.
"Your reputation should explain quite a lot" Daphne said.
"Well I do not plan on ravishing Miss Ann" Richard said with sacasm.
"I know you will not do something untold, I'm saying you are an earl and she is ...Ann" Daphne said.
"I know that it might hurt her, but I also know what I am doing" Richard replied.
“Well the twins seem to hold her in high esteem” Richard said.
“ Considering how they had treated their previous governesses, I'm quite impressed with how she managed to make even Anna like her” Daphne laughed.
“I, too, was astonished when I heard Anna defend her against me” Richard laughed.
“Well we just may never know what goes on in their minds” Daphne concluded.
They held a comfortable silence as they watch an eager Anna describe how to saddle a horse and how knowledgeable she thought Steve was for teaching her.
Stephen O'Sullivan was the head of the stable. He had been friends with the twins since he was a boy. He was born in the Arnold household and his mother had been the housekeeper. Lady Arnold had been friends with his mother but no one knew anything about Stephen's birth father since she was already with child when she came to employ, and she had been very adamant about telling anyone.
Mrs O'Sullivan had died two weeks after the birth of Stephen as a result of excessive bleeding and since then, he became a part of the Arnold household.
Lady Arnold treated him like a son, and he had shared in most of their childhood lessons, and since he was quite intelligent he had picked up easily when he was given formal education and could even help in the household accounts.
Lady Arnold entrusted him with the account whenever Richard was out of town. He was a quite reliable young man and had a very strong sense of honor.
Richard never got the chance to bond with him quite as well as his sisters had done due to their age gap.
Everyone knew Anna was smitten by Stephen since she had announced her undying love for him at nine years old. He had saved her favorite doll from drowning in a pond, Lady Arnold had laughed when Anna had told her father to prepare her gown, and they had all assumed it to be what it was, a nine-year-old's infatuation which was bound to pass as she grew older.
Richard smiled as the memories came flooding in. He had been in school when it happened, but he could hear nothing except that from Daphne's lips when he had returned for holidays.
Any man who marries Anna would be sure to have his hands full.
“May I share in the humor?” Daphne asked nosily.
“ Nothing much, I was just thinking about the twins” he said.
“That explains a lot” she replied smiling.
“ So what about you? Do you like her?” he asked returning their previous conversation.
“Ann? Yes of course, I like anyone my family likes” she replied shrugging.
“ That explains a lot” he said mimicking her tone.
“Idiot” she said with a smack on his shoulder before standing up.
“Where are you off to?” Richard asked.
“To join them” she answered walking towards the trio.
“Then I'm right behind you” he said standing up.
She walked to the bench where Ann was sitting and watching the twins throw biscuit and bread crumbs at the birds and joined her.
“May I have a piece of bread please” Daphne asked.
“Of course” Ann answered picking up the basket to take a piece of bread her.
She picked a large piece and handed it to Daphne who tore them into smaller pieces and threw some to the pigeons.
“ The weather is quite lovely today” Daphne said squinting at the sky.
“It's just the perfect time to enjoy a book” Ann replied smiling.
“So you enjoy reading” Daphne asked.
“Yes I find it quite an interesting activity” Ann replied.
“Well you don't quite seem like a bluestocking” Daphne said.
“ You can't judge some books by their covers” Ann said.
“What about you? Do you enjoy reading?” Ann asked.
“ I used to be a notorious bluestocking” Daphne grinned.
“And I'm afraid little has changed about that aspect of me” she added.
“ So what kind of books are you interested in?” Ann asked to keep the conversation going.
“ I enjoy Shakespearean plays a lot” Daphne said.
“I, too, have had my fair share of that” Ann said.
“ And which did you fancy the most?” Daphne asked.
“ I did enjoy reading Othello” Ann smiled.
“ You must enjoy reading romantic tragedies” Daphne said.
“ It indeed was a sad ending for Desdemona, but what intrigues me is Othello killing his love for Love” Ann said.
“ But normally I read everything” Ann added.
“ It sure is quite a complicated piece” Daphne said.
“ What about you? I'm sure you prefer romantic comedies the most” Ann asked.
“ Of course, I very much enjoyed reading Taming of the shrew” Daphne replied.
“ How I love that piece too” Ann said.
“ What about Midsummer night dream?” Daphne asked grinning.
“ I have read through it” Ann replied.
“ What about the tempest” Ann asked.
“ That was his most recent one and Lord knows I could kiss a frog in exchange for a volume” Daphne sighed.
“ I'm afraid I will have to lend you a piece of mine to prevent such from happening” Ann said grinning.
“ I wouldn't even do such as I'm afraid my husband will murder every amphibian once he hears such plans” Daphne laughed.
“ May I share in the humor” Richard asked walking towards them to sit beside Ann.
“ If you wish” Daphne said.
“ We were just wondering how many frogs Lord Mayfair would sentence to murder if Daphne ever told him of her plans of kissing one in exchange for a book” Ann said.
“ Well I'm sure he would kill a lot of them” Richard said.
“ Whatever were you talking about to bring up such scandalous ideas” Richard asked.
“ Although I fear you might not be interested, we were listing the Shakespearean plays we enjoyed the most” Daphne said.
“ Who says I'm not interested” Richard asked.
“ I'm your sister, I know you don't like reading” Daphne said.
“ Well I enjoyed reading Romeo and Juliet” Richard said.
“ You did?” Daphne asked looking bewildered.
“ I took Ann's advice and visited an eye doctor, so he recommended a pair of spectacles” he said smiling.
“ I'm dismayed, however did we never think about doing that?” Daphne asked blinking.
“ That was exactly what I wondered too” Richard said.
“ Nevertheless It is quite delightful for you have saved us a lot of trouble” Daphne concluded turning to Ann.
“ Well I just gave the most basic advise anyone would have given” Ann replied.
“ I am very sure we would be best of friends” Daphne announced grinning.
“ Oh no! I will not allow such a coup” Richard jumped in.
“ She already has a dear friend” he added defiantly.
“ Umm....” Ann stammered.
“ Well, I suppose she can still have other friends, can't she? “ Daphne asked with a smug smile lining her rosy lips.
“ Yes I suppose” Ann replied.
“ This is definitely a coup” Richard said crossing his leg.
“Never mind my brother, his talent is giving people discomfort Daphne whispered loudly.
“I'm positive you know I can hear you Daph” Richard drawled.
“Can I borrow your volume of Romeo and Juliet? I couldn't find any in the ladies book shop and the keeper had said it was too risqué and scandalous for the female audience" Ann asked turning to Richard.
" I will be delighted to lend you mine! My brother said the same thing to me last winter" Daphne said eyeing her brother.
" That was because you were unmarried" Richard said.
" I hardly found anything worth been deemed scandalous in the play" Daphne said.
Ann sat in silence as she watched the siblings argue. It was obvious they loved one another dearly and it was funny how they expressed it when arguing over the tiniest issues.
She once had a younger brother whom she was sure she had loved as much, but he had died at a young age of nine and she could hardly even remember his face now.
" I suppose will see you later at Westonhigh" Daphne said as she stood up to kiss her sisters goodbye before leaving to greet an older couple.
"I will escort miss Ann and the twins to Madame Lambert's before leaving" Richard said.
" As you wish" Daphne replied turning and waving at Ann who waved back.
Chapter 7Richard and Ann sat in comfortable silence as they watched the twins argue about yet another thing.“ Have you finished reading your book Richard asked.“ Yes your grace” Ann answered.“ Your grace?” Richard asked raising a brow.“ Yes, your grace” Ann answered again.“ I suppose you never promised to call me by my given name” Richard sighed.“ I believe my calling you by your name is very improper” Ann announced.“ And I should also believe you find it not improper to say Daphne's name” Richard scoffed.“ I was given proper permission to do so” Ann replied.
Chapter 8The house was bursting with movement when they got to Westonhigh. The servants were busy preparing for the evening.Ann escorted the twins to their rooms and gave orders to a maid to prepare their bath and dresses.After the twins got dressed, she did a quick work with their hair, pining it up into simple styles that were perfect for the evenings atmosphere, before shooing them downstairs.Then she went to her room and changed into a more comfortable dress after which she went to the kitchen to help Mrs cook.Although it was not a part of her job, Ann enjoyed helping in the kitchen.This was because it was very convenient, and the maid were the only other people she could talk with
Chapter 9“ I have come to believe that nothing happens without your knowledge mother” Anna said joining them with her twin at her side and Stephen stopping to give instructions to a maid behind them.“ One day, I just might end up cutting off that vile tongue of yours” Lady Arnold replied eyeing her youngest daughter.“ Good evening your grace, you look exceptionally beautiful today” Lord Mayfair said embracing his mother-in-law in a hug.“ I am positive you said the same thing to Mrs Cook and every other older female” she replied patting his back.“ And I meant every single word” Lord Mayfair said.“ My goodness, Miss Ann, where have you been?” Lady Arnold asked once she saw Ann.
Dada!" Little Roberta shrieked once she saw her father enter the nursery. She quickly and clumsily pulled her self down from the top high chair, she had sat, while her governess read a book for her and her brother. She jumped into her fathers waiting arms, and he lifted her up, almost covering her small frame in his hug."How is the most beautiful princess in my world doing today?" Lord Mayfair asked whilst covering her adorable little face with kisses."
Ann sat on a bench in the rose garden with a volume of Romeo and Juliet, which she had borrowed from Lady Daphne. It was her day off today, she visited the park or went on an afternoon walk with the twins or their mother every Thursdays and Tuesdays, while she took Wednesdays off. On her off days she usually help mrs cook in the kitchen, although there was an abundance of kitchen maids to do the work, she did it because she enjoyed their company. And mrs cook was always happy to hand her a bowl of newly baked biscuits.Ann snacked on the biscuits while she enjoyed the scenery, the garden was the most peaceful place in the house other than the library. The sun was bright and fell lovingly on the flowers, making the scenery just as bright and colorful as a painting.She open her book, I mean Daphne book.Funny how Lord Richard had expected her to borrow and read his too. 'Lord Richard' she blushed at even the thought of his name.
Ann walked up the stairs to a labyrinth of hallways, she visited this part of the house frequently, and was familiar with the location of the library.She pushed the door open to reveal the large Arnold library, it boasted many tall and huge shelves of book arranged in rows. She had been requested by lady Arnold to bring any book she could find on embroidery. Lady Arnold had been very concerned when she saw theflower Miss Anna had tangled on her material.Miss Anna was mostly interested at things that most girls her age will not be interested in. She could ride stallions and climb trees, she was the first person Ann had met when she came into employ, and she had met her slouching through knee deep mud, searching for something Ann could not remember. She Was very flustered when Anna had made her promise not to tell.So Ann was not a least bit surprised when she saw the embroidery, instead she offered her a thimble as her finger had gone blue from
Ann stared at him unable to move, the pain in her leg was beginning to feel faint. She could hardly feel, see or hear anything other than the loud thumping of her heart. She just held her chest willing it to stop the noise. Time stopped and it felt like only her and Lord Richard were the only living beings still moving.She swallowed whenever she saw the look in his eyes, and her breath cut when he leaned closer. All she could do was wait, a part of her actually wanted to pull him close and just when she was sure she would make the most insane decision in her life, he got up."How do you feel?" He asked clearing his throat as he held her ankle."I'm fi...ow!...what are you doing?" She shrieked when he put pressure on the leg."Sorry, I am checking for fractures" he said loosening his grip."Um" was her reply, she felt like an idiot for asking such an obvious question. Once again she had sat waiting for him to do as he wished with her. A wave of embarras
“ I am that Mary wanderer of the night” that did not sound right, there was no one called Mary in the Midsummer night's dream, Richard thought. He had left his spectacles in his study, and was finding it hard to concentrate the word on the book. He had started reading immediately Ann had handed him the book a week ago, and he found the book quite enchanting.“May I see the book please?” Lady Watsby asked, collecting the book from Richard.“ I am that merry wanderer of the night” she corrected.“ I forgot my spectacles again, my apologies for the discomfort” Richard explained.“ I believe there is no cause for apologies” she replied waving him off.“ But if you insist, I would prefer some more of these delicious biscuits, to prove your sincerity” She added grinning.“ As expected, you are making good use of your opportunity” Richard laughed. He stood up to rin
“ Richard!...” Ann called out, peeking in her husband's study, he looked as handsome as ever even when working, Ann thought with a smile. They had moved to Westonhigh after their wedding. Lady Arnold had argued that she needed fresh air from the countryside, and so convinced them to stay in London, while she and the twins moved to one of their family's homes in Yorkshire. She often visited London, but sh
To: Mr Liverbert January 1833Dearest Anthony,I'm writing this letter in hopes that it gets to you at the battlefield safely.I have missed your company greatly, and I imagine you are as handsome as ever on the field too.I suppose you may be wondering how I am be doing, and I assure you I'm quite fine, and I also recently found out that I'm with child.I discover been with child is such a remarkable and exciting feeling, and although I often have morning sickness, I see it as a relic that I have our child growing in me.my family got to know of my predicament a few days ago, and since then they have had this insane belief that I must marry your brother before y
Chapter 22 The Arnold carriage rode to a stop in the front of Liverbert home, the rain was pouring heavily and lady Arnold was briskly protesting about the fact that Richard had blatantly denied her a stop at the inn even though it was raining heavily outside. "Wait for me here," Richard said to his mother. "Where are you going in the rain?" she queried. "you should allow the footman to do his Job" she added holding him back. " There's little time to consider that to consider that Mother," Richard said before unlocking the door and barreling right into the terrace of the house. The door swung opened even before he knocked but he didn't find anyone there. "Hello Sir" he heard from below. He looks down to see a red-haired boy of about 9 years watching him with keen eyes. " I... I presume this is the home of the Ba
Chapter 20Ann rose from her bed dimly reminiscing her room.She had gotten home safely two days ago and she had been warmly welcomed by everyone, surprisingly including her aunty.Her uncle had asked after her health.Her room had been prepared shortly and as usual, she shared a room with Prudence. Ann somehow felt like the prodigal son, but in a good way.She was starting to think that her leaving home was somewhat a good idea.She no longer felt worried about her unmarried status, although little had changed in her marital status since she left.Her aunty had given birth to another set of twins a boy and girl during her absence and they were as wonderful as the rest of their siblings.Ann was relishing the life of a likely spinster.“ Maryann, wake up... wake up...” Ann heard the ti
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Richard opened his fourth bottle of imported whisky and poured a generous portion in his cup, he gobbled it down ignoring the burning sensation lingering in his throat.He was feeling as bleak as he did every other day since the past week. He walked around his friends' study glancing through some books before slumping on a sofa. He instantly recognised the chair, he had taken Ann there almost a fortnight ago, and he surged quickly inspecting for any sign of blood. There was a tard bit, although it was almost invisible on the black chair, he pour in some of his drink and began brushing it off with the tail of his coat. He felt so crude for not been able to give her the decency of losing her innocence in his own home. Richard had retreated to his accommodation that night and had at once immersed himself with his work, he had spent the week giving attention to all his business ledgers that he had left hanging whilst his frequent stay at home. H
It has been a week since the incident and Ann felt no better.The taught that she had been the one who instigated the whole situation did not help matters. she had not seen Richard for quite a while, and she was not sureif she ought to be pleased with him.Lady Arnold and the twins appear to sense her feelings, and Ann noticed that they were walking on an eggshell around her.She felt dreadful for making her employers grope that way, she felt like she was taking advantage of their tolerance even when they did not know why she was acting that way, but Ann could wager that they presumed it had to do with Richard not stopping by for some time.Ann sat in bed eyeing herself in the mirror. She looked pale from her continuous crying. Ann was doubtful of why she was always crying, the tears just came and she found it arduous to control it
Ann lay down in his warm arms, marveling at how a feeling like that could exist. She felt very sleepy as she battled with her eyelids against sleep. She knew once she awakens, it would all be gone like one perfect dream, except that Ann knew it was not.Richard was the best thing that has happened to her in a while, and although she oftentimes denied the fact, Ann had long acknowledged that she loved him, and most importantly, she also knew she could not have him.Since these past few years, Ann had been very uncertain about virtually all her decisions. She was uncertain about her family, he,r past, and her future, she was uncertain about the man resting beside her, and now Ann was uncertain about how she would live the rest of her life with just this one perfect memory. Regardless there was one thing Ann was certain about and that was her uncertainty.“ I love you” she heard him whisper and she panicked. He could not l
Warning ⚠️ : some mature content present.He made her shiver. He made her melt. He made her want to give herself to him, something she'd sworn she would never do outside marriage.She felt his hand on the button of her dress, could feel the fabric loosening as each slipped through its buttonhole, this was everything she'd sworn she would never do, and yet when her bodice tumbled to her waist, leaving her shamelessly exposed, she gasped his name and arched her back, offering herself to him like some sort of forbidden fruit.Richard stopped breathing when he saw her in the dim light. He'd pictured this moment in his mind so many times. Every night as he lay in bed, and every dream when he slept.But this... This reality was far sweeter than a dream and far more erotic.His hand, which had been stroking the warm skin on her back slowly slid over her rib cage.&ld