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“Oh, my!” he exclaimed. “That wasn’t me, My Lady. That must have been my father,” he responded, his eyes wide with shock.
“Your father?”
“Yes, my father. I personally can count how many times I have met your father. I most certainly did not come to a deal with him for your hand in marriage,” he responded.
“I am still unsure of what you are saying, My Lord.”
“Well, my father and I have been at odds with each other for quite a while now. Part of our reconciliatory deal was that I was to get married as soon as possible.”
“So how does my father come into all this?”
“I honestly do not know. All I was told by my father when I raised my objections of how there was no one I could get married to as soon as possible, was that you, My Lady, were available and ready to marry me.”
“Excuse me?” she exclaimed again.
“Yes. I only began meeting your father after I gave my consent to be married to you as well, in order to appease my father.”
His eyes were still wide with shock even as he made his confession. She, on the other hand, was confused as to what she was hearing. The only certainty she could arrive at was both of them had been thrust into this betrothal by their parents.
As she opened her mouth to speak again, she spied Elsa from the corner of her eye, standing in the clearing. Her lady’s maid had returned too soon from her errand.
What happened? She couldn’t have gone and returned already, or could she?
“I do not know what to make of everything you are telling me, My Lord.” After a brief pause, she continued, “I suddenly feel faint from walking and would like to retire for the day. Perhaps we could continue this chat at a later time?” she requested politely, trying to end Lord Rockgonie’s visit immediately so she could go find out what had happened to Elsa and the letter.
The truth was, even though she needed to get to the bottom of this betrothal story, there was something else that was of a higher priority to her.
Did Elsa succeed in getting my letter to the Marquess already?
Ten minutes later, both she and Elsa were back within the safety of her chambers.
“What happened?” she asked expectantly.
“I almost ran into Lady Somerholm on my way out. I had to turn back immediately before she saw me,” Elsa responded. “I’ll try again in thirty minutes.”
