Miss Featherton's Christmas Prince (The Marriage Game Book 9) by Ella Quinn

Author:Ella Quinn [Quinn, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-11-09T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

If only Kit was around to ask, Meg would feel immensely more secure.

For the present, she enjoyed the warmth of Damon’s large body next to her. Despite her doubts, something about him made her feel safe and protected. “I suppose they would have.” As they entered the town, the moon seemed to shine directly on the old Norman church spire. Candles were placed in the long windows, and sconces holding torches lit the front, illuminating the evergreen swag over the door. “It is lovely.”

“Yes.” His voice was soft and filled with wonder. “I wonder if the inside is as impressive as the outside.”

Eager to see the rest of the church, they picked up their pace, entering immediately after Lord and Lady Bellamny. The stone floors were covered with small pine branches that gave off a wonderful aroma as they trod upon them. Fir swags decorated each pew and were topped by a candle. Framing the sanctuary was a wooden rood screen full of greenery.

Even at home, she had never seen a church so beautifully or lovingly decorated. “The townspeople must have worked all day on this.”

Although the church was rapidly filling, the hush in the air had not broken, until one lone voice began to sing “Oh Come, All Ye Faithful.” Meg’s throat tightened and tears of joy started in her eyes.

Next to her, Damon asked, “Are you all right?”

She nodded, unable to speak for a moment. “It is my favorite.”

After the first verse, the rest of the choir joined the soloist. Damon led them to places next to the Bellamnys at the front of the church.

When the song was finished, men carrying candles walked down the aisle, greeting those present and belting out “We Wish You a Merry Christmas.”

Damon began to chuckle. “That is something I have never heard in church.”

“Nor I.” She grinned.

Suddenly the church was quiet again, and the vicar stood in the front, arms wide as if to enfold the entire congregation. “Welcome to all of you.” His voice echoed through the church. “We are here this night to celebrate the birth of our Savior, Christ Jesus.”

“He is magnificent.” Damon was overcome with an urge to cheer. Before entering the army, he had attended hundreds, if not thousands, of church services. Even at Christmas, church was a place where jollity was left outside. He whispered to his godmother, “Where did you find him?”

“Grand, is he not?” She beamed toward the sanctuary. “My husband discovered him. He spent many years in the Holy Land before returning to England. You would not believe how happy he has made the town.”

Damon thought he had a very good idea of what a difference the rector must have made. “You are fortunate that it will still be many years before I have a living to fill. I would steal him away from you in an instant.”

She grinned. “I doubt you could. Unless you could prove you had a greater need for him. Fortunately for you, he is training a young clergyman.

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