Angelina's Secret by Diane Merill Wigginton

Author:Diane Merill Wigginton [Wigginton, Diane Merill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781946146021
Publisher: Jeweled Dagger Publishing
Published: 2017-02-09T05:00:00+00:00

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SATURDAY, JULY 15, 1763;

NIGHTMARES DO COME TRUE

ITH MY IMPENDING WEDDING DATE only three weeks away, I was feeling slightly on edge. To make matters worse I still had an eerie feeling that I was being watched everywhere I went. I could not shake the overwhelming sensation that seemed to follow me.

Jude promised that he would be home by the fourteenth or fifteenth of the month at the latest and I had been anxiously awaiting word from him.

Jude and Honore had left on business to “tie up loose ends” as he had put it right after our engagement was announced, but not before he proclaimed the date of our wedding would be Saturday August the fifth. Realizing that it was uncustomary to set a date so close to the engagement, Jude’s excuse was that he needed to return to Bayonne and that sea travel could be treacherous in the winter.

Sarah and I were on our way to the dress shop in London for what I hoped would be the last fitting for my wedding gown.

I had grown accustomed to the presence of bodyguards and learned each of them by name. Today Gordon, Emerson and Carlyle accompanied us to the fitting.

When we were out and about, Mr. Gordon was the superior officer and gave the orders. He was also the one to open the carriage door and send Emerson or Carlyle ahead to the shop to secure the premises.

“Thank you, Mr. Gordon,” I said genuinely to him, as Sarah and I entered the shop through the door Gordon held for us.

“My pleasure, Lady Stewart and Lady Burgess.” He gave us a gallant sweep of his hand then preceded us into the shop. “I will take my usual seat if you need me. Emerson, far wall and Carlyle, you have the door,” Mr. Gordon ordered.

“Lady Stewart, how wonderful to see you today. I have a room ready for you, and Lara will help you try on your gown,” Prudence Wheatly graciously greeted us.

“Mrs. Wheatly, you are always so prompt,” I said as Sarah and I followed her to a room.

“Good morning, Lara, how are you doing today?” Sarah asked as Lara assisted me out of my gown.

“Very well, Lady Burgess, and you, Lady Stewart, are you excited for the impending wedding?” she asked, making pleasant conversation.

“Of course, now that the preparations are nearly complete,” I said as I stepped out of my gown. “I am hoping this is the last fitting.”

“I have finished the stitching and the gown is just beautiful,” Lara assured me.

Retrieving the wedding gown from the other side of the room, she carefully carried it over to us, presenting the beautiful gown as if it were the crowned jewels. Made from cream Mantua silk with patterned Spitafields silk, the gown was magnificent. A modest square neckline, fitted three quarter sleeves with gold scroll embroidery at the elbow and around the bodice. Delicate three-inch cream lace dangled from the sleeves. The gold embroidery continued in a scalloped pattern at the edge of the skirt.

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