Tonight was Edith’s first night back in London as a married woman. Her father appeared to be taking her defection in his stride, telling her he would just have to spend more time with the lovely Lady Sandhurst, who had also returned to Town, her infamous supper now forgotten.
There was a knock at her bedchamber door. “Come!”
“Shall we go downstairs?” Nathaniel asked, peeking around the open door.
“Alicia is dining with Lady Kettering?” she asked, anticipation in her voice.
“She is.” He opened the door wider and stepped back to allow her to exit the bedchamber. “It’s just you and I for the evening.”
“Plus twenty-some servants,” she replied with a shake of her head.
“I’ve already told Mary I will play lady’s maid for you tonight.” Her husband wiggled his brows, his eyes turning a lighter shade of green.
“After we discuss the bill you plan on presenting this session,” she replied, taking his extended arm. “I’m not sure I agree with all your requirements for a veteran to claim disability.”
“Hmmm... When I married you, I knew you were intelligent and beautiful. Now I’m finding out you’re also stubborn.” He smiled wistfully. “Oh, to be ignorant once more.”
She gently elbowed him in the side. “Would you have me change?”
The emotion in his eyes took her breath away. “Never, my love. Who you are helped save me.”
THE END