Courting Miss Lancaster by Sarah M. Eden

Author:Sarah M. Eden [Eden, Sarah M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B005EOCET2
Publisher: Covenant Communications
Published: 2011-07-25T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“How is she?” Harry asked the moment he encountered Persephone on the stairs as he made his way toward the Falstone House drawing room.

He had done little but worry about Athena since carrying her up those same stairs the night before. Athena had leaned heavily against him, heat emanating from her as her fever began to rise. Leaving her there so obviously ill had been painful.

Harry had repeatedly told himself that Persephone would take care of her sister. But he couldn’t help wishing he had the right to remain beside her, to see to her welfare himself. Harry was left to content himself with depending on the power of sincere and repeated prayers. What Persephone could not do, the heavens most certainly could.

“The fever continues.” Persephone sighed. Harry’s eyes were riveted to her. It was not what he wanted to hear. “The doctor assures us, however, that she is not in any danger.”

“He is certain?” Harry pressed, his fears not alleviated. “He knows what he’s about? You didn’t consult one of those imbeciles who ripped Adam’s face to shreds, did you?”

“Would Adam have permitted any of those men into his house, Harry?” Persephone gave him a look clearly commiserating his lack of intelligence, though softened by the hint of a smile that tugged at her mouth.

“Perhaps he wished to draw and quarter them,” Harry suggested with a chuckle. “Although I do believe surgeons are not in season just now.”

“No,” Persephone smiled back, “insulting baronets are the current prey.” Her humor seemed less forced than Harry would have expected, suggesting she was beginning to recover from the insults Sir Hubert had heaped upon her.

“About time you made an appearance, you maw worm.” Adam’s growl joined the conversation as he approached the landing where Harry and Persephone had paused to continue their conversation.

Adam looked thoroughly annoyed, and he was flinging insulting epithets. If Athena’s situation had truly been dire, Adam would not have expended unnecessary effort on either. Adam was extremely focused when circumstances warranted it. Being referred to as an intestinal parasite was, actually, relieving.

“I am assuming those weeds are for Athena,” Adam said, pointedly eyeing the bouquet of violets Harry had almost forgotten he was holding.

“Of course,” Harry answered. “Ladies always like receiving weeds.”

“Well, take them up to her, imbecile,” Adam directed. “Convince the girl you haven’t dropped off the face of the earth so she’ll quit asking for you every five minutes.” Adam looked aggravated enough for the statement to be true.

“She’s asked for me?” Harry hoped his eagerness wasn’t apparent to the others.

“In her more lucid moments,” Persephone confirmed. “I confess, I hoped you would come, if only to set her mind at ease so she can rest.”

“I can see her, then?” Harry asked.

“Adam and I will be there, so there will be no question of impropriety,” Persephone assured him and motioned for him to follow her up another flight of stairs. “You are practically brother and sister, after all,” she added over her shoulder.

Harry smiled back but inwardly grimaced.

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