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“You are still going to Cornwall tomorrow whether you like it or not."
Tommen thought and behaved like a child. She shook her head and said, “I am past the age where I need parental consent to marry. I have an offer and I am getting married. Your opinion means nothing to me.”
"You seem to forget to who you owe the roof over your ungrateful head, Edwina." Tommen leaned forward, his face red with anger. "You will do well to remember that I have the power to toss you out on your ear."
“You will do well to remember that I came to that house before you. I am leaving it soon and your debts might just leave you without a home.”
He raised a hand as if to strike her but she stood her ground, returning his glare without flinching. "You wouldn't dare touch me!"
He lowered his hand, seething. “I hope your gentleman is wealthy because you do not have a dowry. If he is a fortune hunter then I feel very sorry for you.”
Edwina almost laughed at the discovery that Tommen did not know who her supposed fiancé was. “Are you serious?” She raised her brows with the question.
“Serious about what?” he asked dimly.
“About not knowing who my fiancé is.”
He jutted his chin out in a show of pride. “I know the most important men in England and he is not one of them.”
She could not hold back her laugh. “And you call yourself a Viscount?”
His brows furrowed. “Is he someone I should know?”
She shrugged. “No, I don’t believe he is.” She decided not to tell him that Albert was a Duke. Tommen was severely lacking in wits and if he did not know who Albert was despite being a peer, then he was beyond saving.
Well, she, too, had not known he was a duke when she first saw him, but unlike her brother, she did not claim to know everyone. And Tommen had a better chance of meeting the duke.
Albert had said he would see her tomorrow. She hoped he would keep his promise. He had introduced himself as Albert but she could not think of him as that. He was an important figure in society and she was the daughter of a deceased Viscount with no accomplishments. She was not thinking herself inferior. It was simply the truth.
"So, does he?” Tommen’s annoying voice broke into her reverie
“Does he what?” She shot him a beleaguered look.
“Does he know that you don’t have a dowry?”
“I don’t think he would mind,” she replied.
“He must be wealthy, then.”
“Does it matter, Tommen?”
“I suppose it does not. I care not how you fare, Edwina. I just want you off my hands.”
She turned to face the window, his words stabbing her like a knife. He was supposed to be her brother. He was supposed to care for her and protect her whether or not she ever married.
“Do you know how much Mother made me spend in the last four years?” Edwina did not dignify that with a response. Prudence had allowed her to have four seasons so she looked like a good mother. If her intentions had been pure, then Edwina might have been grateful.
“Edwina, I am talking to you.”
She met his gaze. “I cannot hear you.” The carriage rolled to a halt in front of Mercer House in that instant and he climbed down and made his way inside without offering to help her down.
What a selfish cad!He might as well have been born on the streets.
“Did you have a good evening, My Lady?” Danny asked when she came up to help her undress.
Edwina sighed. “I don’t know, Danielle.”
Danny’s pale brows rose. “If you are calling me by my full name, then it must have been an odd evening, My Lady.”
