Visitors At Carlisle Crest

Beth sniggered sarcastically at how greatly her life had taken a turn when she caught Lord Carlisle's valet, Albert, watching her. He had a strange look in his eyes, one that reflected annoyance and repulsion. It told her immediately that the man did not want her there, he did not want her by Lord Carlisle's side. Was it his loyalty to his Lord or to the Lady that had been affianced to him?

The Lady that had been affianced.

Lady Cossington.

Another person that would hate her and wish her ill. It was suffocating. Everyone seemed to despise her – her father, Albert, Lady Cossington, with great possibility, the staff at Carlisle Crest and probably, the whole gentry.

Oh, how she missed Gwen!

Beth cast a caution eye towards Lord Carlisle and was surprised to find him asleep. Between Torrence Hall and Carlisle Crest, he had fallen asleep. He must be equally exhausted. Not that she was bothered. It was better. They could never converse with each other, it would be too awkward after what she