Chapter seventeenThe sight the Marquess first received after he made it through the doors was…well…He would say it was expected, and not expected at the same time. It was expected for any couple to be wed in two weeks time, and certainly not expected for a lad like Philip.The Duke lifted his face from Elizabeth's own and turned to Earl, forcing the anger he felt to show in his eyes. "Ever heard of knocking?" He inquired with a deadly arch of his brows.Earl stood, arms crossed, his appearance as solemn as any formal Monarch should be. With the look on his face, it would be impossible to guess how much he wanted to strangle Philip.And as he always did, he disguised every emotion with a smirk, "I never knock when you are involved because I'm pretty sure you won't be involved in anything…devious." He gave him a daring glare and continued, "But my my… Here you are rubbing faces with the Viscount's daughter even before you are wed. Give her a break Your Grace."The Duke rolled his eyes
Chapter eighteenMichael Aflong turned to the doorway while he heard footsteps approach. His sister marched in without a word and took a seat before him."What a pleasant surprise Elizabeth?" He began, "How do you do?"She hesitated to reply and pulled a thinking face. When she glanced at him again, she was frowning, "Very well. Except I came to clear something that has been bothering me of late."Michael lowered his coffee with a worried glower. Steadily, he turned to face her completely and squatted to meet her eyes. With a hand upon her shoulder, he asked, "And how would I help? Do tell."She returned his gaze with a defiant one and created some suspense with a bit of silence. When Micheal became expectant enough, she decided to sigh and say, "Why is Nax joining the Duke to London?"Michael sighed heavily and broke out a tiny snicker. Well Elizabeth did not find anything she said amusing, still holding her frown.Michael stood straight and turned away from her, laughing just a litt
Chapter nineteenHer safety had not occured to her when she made that jump. But she made it. And it was up to fate now to decide if she was going to live.While she descended the length of the building, her eyes fell on the stack of hay right below her, and she smiled at that.Turned out Elizabeth wanted to save her life afterall. Although she almost missed it, she landed safely on the soft stack of dry grass with a deep compression.Somehow it was impossibly relaxing. But no matter how tempting it was, she was on a tight spot, and without thinking twice, she rushed to her feet and spent just enough time wiping some of the grass off her. She thought she had escaped temporarily from those mad men. But when Monica looked up, she realized she had landed herself into more trouble.At least she could count the number of men back up in the mansion, but now the size was intimidating. And more were still coming from different directions. Was Elizabeth really trying to save her life or end it
Chapter twentyThe silence went on for an uncomfortable moment with Gareham's pose still respectful while Jason thought of what to do. First, he needed to be sure his assumption was right, "And your presence in the Duke's home?"Now it looked like the aura of despair around Jason had transferred to the dark haired butler. Gareham drew back the tiny smile he had managed to plaster and took a very new disturbing vibe. His previously cheerful nature was suddenly coated with a grim while he creased his brows, "We have just lost another Viscount My Lord…"Ahhh! He knew he was right as always.Gareham went on, "And we happen to know the assassin is an acquaintance of the young Duke."The Earl of Vetcom stalked closer to the man, cracking his knuckles in the most threatening of manners. He pulled a similar grim, faking the concern he was sure he did not have, "Oh I am very sorry." Next, a frown rested on his brows, one of curiosity as he rasped his words with an unmistakable English accent,
Chapter twenty oneWith the Duke's cheeks cupped in her small hands, Elizabeth asked with the saddest of tones, "When will you be back?"Philip faked a warm smile, trying to be in the cosiest of moods around her. He held her shoulders reassuringly and replied, "I will not be more than ten days. And as soon as I get back, I'll see to it things get less awkward between us before our marriage." He still doubted that even while he said it.Elizabeth nodded with a smile and glanced at Monica knowingly. The latter laid upon her horse with her elbows braced to support her weight.With a smile, she returned the look shortly before taking them back to the grapes she was feeding on. If she was affected by that, she did not show it. But inside, she smiled.Elizabeth could have all the fun she wanted to have with her betrothed tonight. Because if Monica was sure of something, it was that Philip won't be the same after their trip. His heart would belong to her, that she was bloody sure. The blon
Chapter twenty twoHe had to agree with Timothy that the enemies were a bit pathetic. All he ever did was wait for them to deliver themselves and give a bullet or two in return.The war went on for another while with no man down on their side of the team. Each of the eight was skilled in their own form of fighting anyways. Well just until...Monica felt the tip of a blade slice a deep groove into her back. Here she was thinking Jason was the most painful thing on Earth. She released a groan, obviously not accustomed to being hurt like that. It was like soaking your face into a hot tub of boiling oil, whichever was worse. A spiking sensation soared around the fresh wound, creating a new emotion in her head. Anger of course.Luckily her attacker never struck again until she managed to turn to face him slowly. For some reason, he looked...scared.She reached down to her hip with the little strength she had left and pulled out a pistol. The first bullet had already gone through his chest
Chapter twenty threeMonica wrapped her arms around his neck as he walked her through the doorway. He looked down at the lady in his arms to find her gaze on him as well, those cunning green eyes and mischievous smirk. Only God knew what she was thinking.Some footmen were already busy lifting their luggages into the massive new home, taking a chance to secretly glance at the pair who were just being children.The rest of the males followed Philip behind with their eyes drinking in the look of the mansion. They seemed pleased enough. Even Jason had a frown on, a good of course. One of the most pleasing looks he could give. It was that beautiful.All the corners of the large hall they'd arrived into stretched through a doorway either to open up into another hall or a hallway. The floors were a shade of dark blue terrazzo, matching daringly with the white plaster which was the top.Three massive chandeliers hung with equal spaces between them, accompanied by much smaller ones scattered
Chapter twenty fourA warning like that was tempting enough to explore. And he was falling for it. But then, his conscience brought the thought of his position in the Monarchy and Elizabeth back into his mind. Sometimes he wondered why he always listened to it.He grinned and heeded to the warning. Of course he knew better than to dare someone who made the word DARING herself.He went straight to washing the blood of the cut with some fresh water and a towel. Well this one did not seem to excite the Scottish in any way. The pinching pain made her groan for real this time, but she stayed still.However, she had gotten a laugh out of the Duke as she heard him say, "You pervertive little maiden. How did that feel?"She laughed away her worries and sighed genuinely, relishing the warmth she felt because of his presence. This time, it was something innocent, and sad. Because somewhere deep down, she knew they'd flirt all they want but he would still go find some BEFITTING.And that was som