“How embarrassing.” Emily smiled.
Luke’s excitement was palpable. “Indeed. Yet not quite as embarrassing as his maid, Harriet, coming forward andconfessing that he forced her to write the letters he claimed were from you, and promised to marry her if she did.”
“I thought he was marrying the Lady Penelope? Daughter of the Duke of Carlisle?” Emily frowned.
The engagement had been announced a few months after her own marriage. She had paid very little attention to it, the Marquess was an insignificant blip on her road to finding true happiness.
“He was, but she has broken off the engagement.”And everyone in the ton is cutting ties with the Marquess, because of the scandal. Apparently the Lady Penelope found him ensconced with Harriet, and that is why the whole thing has come to light.”
“So my name is cleared?” Emily gaped. “And the Marquess is ruined.”
“That is the truth of things.”
“And here was I thinking this day could not possibly get any better!” Emily laughed. “Perhaps Nathaniel is our lucky charm.”
Luke brushed a lock of hair from Emily’s face, the soft touch of his finger soothing. “Or it is simply the case that people get what they deserve. You are good, and wonderful, and deserve everything your heart desires.”
“I already have everything my heart desires.” Emily said. “I could hardly want for more.”
“You will never want for anything, not while I am around.” Luke kissed her, tenderly, mindful of the baby in her arms.
Her stomach let out a gurgle. And they broke apart. Luke laughed, and so did she. The sound of singing drifted through the doors, and he raised an eyebrow at her.
She nodded wordlessly, and together, they walked through the hall of Warren castle, in search of food. Music and good cheer filled the space.
Everything was just as it should be.
