The son was just starting to rise when she woke up with an unsettled stomach, she wasn't sure if it was from the baby or from her nervousness over the upcoming vacancies. and knocked on the door and entered as she was baid to do. "Lady Arlene sent me up to make sure you were awake and ready to start the day. Your dress has been completed and we need you to check the fitting. Come on, child, we have a long day ahead of us, we have a dress fitting, a wedding, a wedding ceremony, and the wedding night. We have to get started or we're going to be late!" "I'm up, I'm just a little queasy at the moment, so please give me a few moments. Could you get me some tea and toast to settle it please? I'll be ready as soon as possible." "Yes ma'am." Ann bought a curtsy and left the bed chamber only to be replaced by Lady Arlene, Barbara, Lily and a few maids. They all spread out like they were an army battalion executing maneuvers against an opposing side. It was a little daunting to see these wom
"Good, now here's Ann with your breakfast tray. Eat your meal and we'll start the day and I'll get a new daughter." Lady Arlene left as Angie was taking dainty bites of toast.************************************************************Roderick's breath caught in his throat when he saw Angie walking down the grand staircase on Mr. Simcoe's arm in a splendid white gown with pearls delicately stitched into the bodice. It showed her magnificent cleavage almost causing him to swallow his tongue.He barely registered his brother's in drawn breath or that the room was instantly quiet, he only had eyes for Angie and her beautiful smile. He took a step toward the stairs but stopped when he felt the pressure of his brother's hand on his shoulder and his whispered, "patience" . He stood fidgeting restlessly watching her slow progress to the makeshift altar in the formal parlor. When she finally stopped before him Roderick was a nervous wreck.They stood facing each other and Roderick took a fi
"I've always loved children and biologically or not this child is mine, it will be a little Greenland regardless of blood. Blood doesn't matter to the Greenland's, we love each other anyway." "I don't understand." She heard every word he said, but they didn't make sense."I'm not Max's biological son, my mother was raped before she met father and when he proposed, she denied him because she was with child. Max didn't care she was pregnant, he loved her and he wanted us both in his life. He married my mother as she was giving birth to me, he didn't have to make me his heir, but he said I was his son, so I was his heir. He would have never told me if my mother's rapist hadn't approached me and bragged about what a good lay my mother was. He's dead by the way, I challenged him and killed him. Max told me everything after the duel. It took me a while, but I finally accepted that my biological father forced himself on my mother and the man that I grew up knowing as my father wasn't, but I
The next morning they were both pleasantly exhausted, but not too exhausted to enjoy each other again before getting up to go to Mr. Simcoe's home. They were due there by noon.They made it to Mr. Simcoe's just before their appointment, they would have been late if Angie hadn't put a stop to Roderick's roaming hands. When they knocked the butler announced them to Mr Simcoe in his study. "Good afternoon, I hope you are enjoying married life?" Angie blushed, a very becoming pink, before she could catch herself. "Come have a seat, I'm sure you're both curious about why I summoned you." Once they were seated and they both had their drinks Mr Simcoe continued, "Lady Angelica, when your father was alive he taught you how to decode, I know because he told me. I have a document here that is very important, it could mean the death of many if in the wrong hands, Whitehall needs you, dear, we need you to decode this document for me so we can get our people out of France safely. Will you help?" B
"No!!!" came a blood curdling shriek and grunts. Angelica ran to her father's lifeless body, she shoved his killer out of her way as she flung herself onto the alleyways ground next to her father. "Papa, no, papa. Please don't die!" Angelica cried in despair."What do we have here? The tuff has a sweet daisy? Let's have a taste of her sweet nectar." Angelica heard a rough voice say from behind her. She remembered her little sister at the mouth of the alley and grew cold. No! Not Michelle too! Angelica stood, spinning on her heels, ready to spring to her baby sister's defense only to realize too late that her sister wasn't visible in the gloom.She stood facing three men, all three have large square builds, they started advancing on her. "No," she whispered, shaking her head and taking a step back for every step they took toward her. She turned and ran as fast as her legs would take her. "Help!!" she screamed, stumbling over items she couldn't and didn't want to see. The tallest of the
Angelica heard a young girl scream and came alive. She looked over to see her little sister, that's always been more like a daughter to her, scrambling toward her. Angelica knew these monsters would hurt Michelle worse than anything they've ever been able to do to her. She bucked and twisted until an arm broke free, she ripped out the gag. "Run Michelle! Get help! Run babygirl!" was all she was able to get out before she felt a singing blow to her mouth.Roderick had just left Whites when he saw a little girl barreling full tilt from an alley screaming for help at the top of her lungs. She had tears streaming down her pale face, Roderick picked up his pace heading toward the panic child. "What is it child?" Roderick asked. she could only point toward alley gasping for breath, she grabbed his hand and started pulling with an urgency Roderick hadn't expected from one so young. He rushed with the child, he stopped when she did, but she kept pointing down the alley."Angie help" Michelle
"Little girl, I found your Angie. I'm bringing her to you." Roderick laid Angie's unconscious body at Michelle's feet. "I'll be right back, there's someone else laying on the ground.""That's Papa. they killed him, is Angie dead too?" Came the child's anxious and sad reply."How old are you?" Roderick asked in a gruff voice."Six, please help my sister. Why isn't she moving?" She was crying in ernst now. "She's asleep. I'll be right back, I'm going to get the watch over here. Stay right here with your Angie." "Oh please come back. my name is Michelle McAllister, my papa, he worked for the war department. His name was Roger McAllister. Please go to 43 Shea Street and ask for Mr Simcoe. Tell him that my papa is dead and that Angie is hurt, he'll take care of it all." She begged."How do you know this?" He was perplexed."Papa made us remember what to say in case he's killed." She replied in a soft voice. She looked at her sister then at Roderick was such old eyes that Roderick was sh
"What are you doing in Town? I thought you were at Carlisle Estate helping our mother take care of father." "She has Babs and Lily to help her. Little Michelle is in the nursery with Brianna and Bradley, you're Miss Angie is being cared for by Miss Marsh and Ann. She's being treated like a queen, is there anything else you'd like to know?""Don't give me cheek you young pup! I've been in town taking care of business on behalf of the McAllister sisters and they have now become my official wards by the war department." He roughly raped his hands through his dreadfully the shoveled black hair. "What am I to do? I don't need this right now." Came his desperate plea.Darren slapped Roderick on the back and sat in a chair across from his brother with his feet spread and his elbows on his knees mimicking Roderick's newest posture. With a cognac hanging from his hand between his knees Roderick took a long drink of his cognac and sighed at the welcoming burn. "You'll think of something, Mich