Regency Rogues: A Winter's Night. Elizabeth Beacon

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       Chapter Ten

      ‘I quite thought the Duke of Linaire would be here by now,’ Eve said to her father as they rode back to Darkmere in Verity’s wake one day in early December. Chloe had given up riding until her latest baby was born now and Verity wanted to spend as much time as possible with her beloved aunt. Verity’s life was changing and she was poised on the edge of womanhood. Eve shivered at the thought of that night at Warlington House and feelings she didn’t want to think about ran through her as Carter’s kiss felt so vivid on her lips it was almost as if she could still feel the warmth, strength and excitement of his touch with all her senses. Verity wasn’t the only one confused by the war between mind and body as she tried to come to terms with a new reality.

      ‘The Duke said they were to call on friends and fellow scholars on the way,’ Lord Farenze replied, seeming oblivious to the battle she was waging against a heady memory. ‘Are you bored with our company then, Eve?’

      ‘No, but it will be awkward for you to meet Lord Christopher Hancourt’s son under your own roof, won’t it, Papa?’

      ‘Maybe I already know him,’ her father said with that closed expression she had seen a little too often lately.

      ‘What’s he like, then? Goodness knows what he’s been up to so far, it seems a deep dark family secret.’

      ‘Goodness might know, but you’ll find out soon enough.’

      ‘I wish you’d stop being so mysterious and tell me about him.’

      He shot her a sceptical look, as if he’d like to get inside her head and have a good rummage about. ‘I shall let you judge for yourself.’

      ‘Why do you seem to dislike him already? You were living apart from my mother when Lord Christopher Hancourt became her lover.’

      ‘Maybe I can’t forgive his father for being such a confounded idiot then?’

      ‘There are so many of them in the world according to you, Papa,’ she said sweetly. ‘What was so special about that one?’

      ‘You think I’m a grumpy bear?’ he said, neatly avoiding her question.

      ‘I think you might be if you hadn’t had the sense to marry Chloe. She usually laughs you out of your dark moods now and I’m very grateful for the improvement in your temper.’

      ‘If my temper is so uncertain, I like to think my daughter is shrewd enough not to provoke it too often.’

      Eve couldn’t tell if he knew how disturbed she was by Mr Carter. He should have faded more with every mile they travelled from London, but it was as if she had brought the fogs and gloom of the capital with her to Darkmere and him as well. Try as she might she couldn’t get the wretched man out of her head.

      ‘I did say it improved when you married Chloe, didn’t I?’ she teased lightly enough.

      ‘So you did.’

      ‘I shall risk it and ask again why you hated Lord Christopher for running off with my mother so much then.’

      ‘It’s complicated.’

      ‘And you still think me too young to hear the full story, I suppose? To you I’ll always be so; isn’t it about time you realised that I need to know?’

      ‘I’ll discuss it with you after you wed and can understand the contrary passions of men and women better. The truth is I don’t really want to think about your mother and her last lover at all. If Lord Christopher Hancourt ever thought she would bring him joy, I suppose I ought to pity him, though.’

      ‘You acquit me of any stain from my mother’s sins, but seem reluctant to give his son the same immunity, Papa.’

      ‘I never said I was logical about it,’ he said austerely.

      Eve almost gave up on the subject to stop that bleak look silvering his eyes whenever he thought of his first unhappy marriage.

      ‘Hancourt is more of a man than his father was, but I don’t want him near you, love. I know how young men think and feel, I was one myself once upon a time.’

      ‘I have no intention of encouraging Mr Hancourt as more than a simple acquaintance.’

      ‘Far from simple, I suspect.’

      Eve rolled her eyes at the grey sky over their heads and waited for something more worthy of her father as an excuse. ‘I have no intention of falling in love with the man, or is he still a boy? He can’t be very much older than I am.’

      ‘You must judge for yourself, but I wish your stepmother had been a little less generous with her hospitality for once.’

      ‘I’m hardly likely to fall in love with Lord Christopher Hancourt’s son at first sight, so you’re worrying about things that will never happen, which isn’t like you.’

      Her father still looked troubled as they rode along the Northern Avenue towards the more workaday side of Darkmere and the stables. ‘I only ever want to do what’s best for you, Eve,’ he said at last.

      ‘Anyone would think Mr Hancourt was going to ride up the drive on a knightly charger and carry me off across his saddle brow. How astonished the poor man would be if he knew we even considered him as an impassioned suitor for my hand. He’s never even set eyes on me and I don’t inspire that sort of romantic passion in a young man’s heart, thank heavens.’

      ‘Only because you have never met one who could wake the passion under the careful control you assume in public,’ he said a little too seriously.

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