Lily crept into the servants' quarters and found Katherine sitting on Davis's lap. He was letting the baby play with a bit of blue ribbon, which she clearly found fascinating.Lily smiled at the young man as she took her daughter from him. "Thank you, Davis.""Anytime, Tom. I know his lordship keeps you busy, and I don't mind looking after her when time allows. After I lost Mary, it was damned hard to care for Oliver on my own. I don't know what I would have done if it hadn't been for Mrs. Farrow and the rest of the staff. We must help each other, right?" Davis tapped Katherine's nose with the tip of his finger. She squealed and clapped her chubby hands together. Davis laughed. Kat rested one of her hands on Davis's wooden hand, unbothered by the strangeness of it."You know I'm always happy to look after Oliver when time allows," said Lily."Thank you, the wee lad runs circles around Mrs. Farrow now that he's older." Davis winced as he moved his wooden hand. His wrist often ached
Sir Hugo Waverly stood in the shadows of the gambling hell known as the Cockerel. His gaze roved over the mixture of peers and lower-class men gambling and whoring. Rumors of an underground boxing ring run by smugglers had surfaced earlier that morning, and Hugo wanted answers.Smugglers were a fact of life, and one that he usually did not concern himself with, but this was different. What little was left of Samir Al Zahrani's slave trade had found new leadership and was said to be seeking out new recruits. It was important to sort them out before they found a toehold on the docks.He'd given Lily the mission of discovering more about them, offering herself up as bait. His little pet had mentioned being dragged down to Lewis Street as a prize for fighters, but Hugo suspected the ultimate destination would have been a cargo ship headed for parts unknown. She'd failed to learn more, thanks to Lonsdale, but thinking over the Lewis Street situation did give him an idea."Sir?" Daniel Sh
"This is a terrible idea," Cedric muttered as he followed Godric, Ashton, and Lucien down a hedgerow in Vauxhall Gardens."I'd like to point out that most of Godric's ideas are terrible," Lucien replied in a low whisper. "But it hasn't stopped any of us from participating before.""I don't see any of you with better ideas," Godric snapped, glowering at Lucien and Cedric.Cedric smiled. It was like old times, when he and Godric had run wild in Cambridge, before they had been pulled into Charles's orbit like four moons, before Peter had been lost to them all forever. It had been a binding of five souls over the loss of one. And tonight, like they had the night they'd saved Charles all those years ago, they were once again trying to rescue Charles, this time from himself."How do we even know Charles is here?" Cedric asked."I have reason to believe he may be searching for companionship tonight," Ashton replied."Hold on, the last thing I want to walk in on is Charles naked and""O
I am a bloody fool.Charles sighed heavily as he walked up the steps to his townhouse. He had spent nearly two hours scouring Vauxhall Gardens, hoping to see the woman in the red gown again. It was a silly notion to think he could find her there simply because that was where she had been when those brutes from Lewis Street had taken her, but he had no idea where else to look. He had only her first name to go by, and no one he'd met remembered seeing anyone of her description with that name. She was an enigma he feared he would never unravel.Was she a gentle-born lady? The conservative cut of her fine red silk gown suggested so, but her defiance and bravery were not traits often found in a gentle-born woman. Certainly, he had known brave women, the wives of his friends were excellent examples, but their bravery had been tempered by their positions in life, even when they dared to reach beyond it.Lily had been different. When she broke free of her captors, something about her remind
Lily slipped out of the guest bedchamber a few hours before dawn, after Charles ordered her to go to bed. She was happy to obey; she was dead on her feet by this point.As she reached her room, she saw Davis leaving his. He froze when he saw her. Something flashed in his eyes that put her on her guard."Tom, a word, please."She followed him into her room, heart pounding. Davis closed the door. Kat was still asleep in her crib.Davis crossed his arms over his chest. "I know."Lily had to fight to conceal her panic. "Know what?""You want me to say it?" His voice softened, but she remained mute. He sighed. "You are a woman." He kept his voice quiet, aware that his words would carry through the hall if he spoke much louder."I'm not?"Davis jerked the cap off her head and pulled at her hair. She winced as the pins keeping the wig tight to her scalp pulled free. She felt naked and covered her head where her long blonde hair was tightly pinned down. Hugo had considered having her c
"How are you feeling?" Charles carried a tray of food into the guest bedchamber for Graham. His younger brother sat up in bed, his face still a messy mix of blue and purple bruises. One eye was almost swollen shut.Graham winced as he reached for the toast on the tray Charles placed on his lap. "I feel like the devil himself trod all over me with his cloven hooves.""Eat, even if it hurts. Food will help you heal." Charles pulled the chair up to the side of the bed and watched as Graham ate. It'd been so long since he and Graham had talked, let alone been in the same room like this.Graham paused in his breakfast to look at him. "You don't have to stay and watch me eat.""I know. I suppose I am just glad you came to me." He didn't have the courage to confess how much it meant to him that his brother had sought him out."I didn't plan on coming here," Graham said a bit gruffly. "But I knew I couldn't go home to Mother and Ella." Graham put his hand to his chest in obvious pain. Cha
Lily carried Katherine out of the servants' quarters, saying her goodbyes to the staff. It took every bit of her self-control not to cry. These men and women were good, loyal people who had helped her settle into a life here, a life that had become a happy dream, at least when she was wasn't reminded that she was the cuckoo in their nest.She looked back upon the house before she summoned a coach. The beautiful townhouse looked much like the other houses on the street, but the red door with a lion's head knocker would always be home for her, and leaving it made her heart ache."Mama?" Katherine whispered drowsily and burrowed closer to her.She stroked a hand up and down Katherine's head before she climbed into the coach. "Sleep, love."When they reached the gambling hell, it was late afternoon. Lily carried her daughter up the back stairs and slipped out a brass key to unlock the door. This time she was careful to check the shadows in the room, half expecting to find Hugo lurking
"How is he?" Charles asked the doctor.Dr. Shreve shut the door to the bedchamber where Phillip had been settled and removed his spectacles, folding them carefully and tucking them away in a slender leather case before he met Charles's gaze."He has several broken ribs, and his left leg is fractured in two places, but I'm most concerned about the injuries inflicted to his skull. I reset the leg and bound it, but the rest?" He shook his head. "If he survives the next week, he may well yet recover, but it is in God's hands now."Charles released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "Thank you, Doctor. I'm certain you've done everything you can." He shook Shreve's hand, and then Ramsey escorted him to the door."Phillip is a tough man," Ashton said, placing a hand on Charles's shoulder. "He may surprise us all.""I hope you're right." Charles leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. God, would this nightmare ever end? Was there no crevice Hugo's tentacles could not reac