A Bride for Sterling (The Proxy Brides Book 7) by Parker J Cole

Author:Parker J Cole [Cole, Parker J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

The events and revelations of the day crowded Moira’s mind like the jostling of rambunctious school children vying for attention. After a while, she gave up all pretense of sleep and slipped out of the bed. Padding over to the vanity, she sat down and stared unseeingly at her moonlit reflection.

Everything she had believed about her silver prince had tumbled down like the walls of an ancient ruin. Her prince had not abandoned her. He was rather much like a damoiseau, the male equivalent of damsel, in need of rescuing.

“It’s like a fairytale of the strangest sort,” she whispered in the quiet of the room.

It certainly had all the makings of a fairytale story. Instead of kingdoms and royalty, it was church nobility and ministers. In the place of the wicked stepmother was an ambitious father who locked his son in a tower. Not a tower of brick and stone but one of his will.

“What does that make me then if he is the lad in distress?”

“My angel of music.”

The phrase took on a whole new meaning now. It was the storyteller’s equivalent of a knight in shining armor. Moira could hear that desperate longing in his voice. Spying her brush, she began the absent ministration of brushing her hair.

Now that she had met his father, she knew what kind of opposition Sterling had been up against as a boy. There was no way he could have come back for her.

She dropped the brush to her lap and then gazed out the window, seeing the long spindly shadows of the bare trees stretch across the room.

Meeting his father was like meeting her prince in the future. They shared the same ash blonde hair. Though his was more streaked with gray strands. His eyes were the same piercing blue. They reminded her of chips of ice. Mr. Montgomery was still an attractive man which bode well for Sterling if he lived to old age.

Dinner had been a strained affair although the food was a symphony. The housekeeper, Mevrouw Van Dijk, had outdone herself when she found out that the woman who had come to their home was in fact the new mistress of the house. Thankfully, Moira’s Dutch was quite adequate and she accepted that woman’s congratulations with equanimity.

The spread had been a simple but fine meal. Erwtensoep, a split pea soup with thick chunks of ham, sliced bits of rookworst, a kind of smoked sausage, and an offering of Hete Bliksem , a mashed potato dish with smoked bacon, potatoes and tart apples. Soft slices of dark rye bread accompanied the food. For dessert, Mevrouw Van Dijk served appelflappen, a triangular-shaped baked good stuffed with apples and raisins.

Mr. Montgomery had glowered at her most of the time at the dinner table. Though he did not intimidate her, it was still uncomfortable to have his blatant hostility directed at her. Yet, not in any outward sign did she let him know that he rankled her. Sterling had pushed his food around on his plate, barely eating.

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