My Regelence Rake by J. L. Langley

Author:J. L. Langley [Langley, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Gay, Fiction
ISBN: 9781609289522
Google: U2fJgEKvYuUC
Amazon: B008GWOH8A
Goodreads: 13346044
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2012-10-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Evans Jewelry Store, downtown Classige, Pruluce.

“This is it.” Sebastian held the ring up toward the light one last time. The sapphires sparkled and the platinum shone so bright it was blinding. It was big and masculine yet elegant. Colton was going to love it. The horseshoe shape was perfect, and blue was his favorite color. Sebastian had expected to come get a simple wedding band, but instead he’d found this ring. It was as though it were made just for Colton. “Wrap it up. I’ll take it.” Sebastian handed the ring back to the jeweler. Today was going to be a good day.

“Very well, milord. Good choice,” the jeweler commented.

Rourke leaned against the glass display case and crossed his arms over his chest. “What’s wrong with a signet ring as a wedding band? Most men give their consorts a signet ring to celebrate their new title.” He frowned and glanced down at Sebastian’s hand. “Speaking of… Why don’t you wear one? I know at one time you and Hastings both had one. It was your wedding ring.”

Sebastian shrugged. “I’ve no idea where it is.” Furthermore, he didn’t care.

He used the royal guards seal when he needed one to seal the wax on his correspondence. “You know I could care less about the viscountcy.”

“Right.” Rourke held his hand up and admired his gold signet ring, with his crest cut into a square emerald. The Duke of Knighton’s crest held a shield with a knight’s helmet, lance and some vines twined around the letter R for the last name Rourke. But along with the Knighton crest, which was on all the members of the Rourke family’s rings, it contained a dagger at the bottom of the shield, Rourke’s own unique emblem he was given at birth. “I wish I had my parents’

and brother’s rings.” They’d been lost at sea with the bodies.

Sebastian didn’t know what to say. What was it like to have such a long and proud heritage? Rourke got melancholy when his family was mentioned.

Fortunately, the jeweler came back with the boxed ring, sparing Sebastian.

“Here you are, milord.” The jeweler handed Sebastian the open box. “I’ll charge your account?”

“Yes, please.” Sebastian closed the box and tossed it to Rourke. “You’ll do the honor of being my best man again, I assume?”

Rourke caught the box and stuffed it in his coat pocket. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Sebastian opened the door, holding it for Rourke. He followed the duke outside, and they headed toward the public stables where they’d left their horses.

It was a nice day. The snow had let up, and even though the cold lingered, the sun was shining and the streets were full. The smell of fresh cinnamon and buttercream drifted past them, along with a hawker’s call of “Fresh cinnamon buns, bagels and tarts.”

Today was the big day. It was an impossibility to be as ignorantly happy as he’d been on his first wedding day, but he was pleased. He’d come a long way from

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