Her Honour For An Heir

orse, were placed back into their carriage. With firm promises to write wi

pating tonight. He declared he was doing it for his own amusement, as though I wa

nism inside me, the one that kept me stationary and suspended in boredom

ith him again. Maybe I would win this encounter. Currently

y mothers dark, gilded carriage with two horses had just departed. I tried to study th

lders against the wind. Doctor Farrers was approaching. He had been Edmund's quack of choice f

," I returned with a polite nod

intrude upon the privacy of

t. Possibly quite handsome to most women but his eyes left me cold. There was something I never could trust in h

s his money and not mine. He could spend it as he damned well pleased. If Milo Farrers fl

on behalf of His Grace. But the Duchess does know that

arrers, I am afraid

y employed to look after my husband. "I mean to say, I understood your husband was not having...relations of the carnal nature

sed I was holding a small metal canister. T

lo. I shall certainly take yo

took his leave. There are so many questions swimming around my head now it is almost dark by the time

arefully. The boned half corset, with its demi-cups holding my breasts aloft carefully removed to avoid pinching th

ps the kindest thing she had said to me in three years. I should have been che

red me a whore of the worst kind. My chest tightened and I found myself opening a window a

I didn't want to live the life of a nun, I wanted to be touched. The grim baseness of my thoughts, the way my mind flicked back to his huge fo

ss pacing, "calm down," he snapped as we walked the length of the corridor. Guided only by his candle as the rest of the house

ere. My breathing picked up, I had no idea what to do with myself. Behind that h

ld my breath as Ed