The Duke and the Enchantress by Paullett Golden

The Duke and the Enchantress by Paullett Golden

Author:Paullett Golden [Golden, Paullett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-12T23:46:14+00:00


However much he would like to say she walked hand-in-hand with him through the house, the truth of it would more accurately be to say he tugged a reluctant woman behind him.

Outside of his study, he paused. He needed to gather his wits and be positive he was making the right decision. Once confessed, there was no turning back. Could he bare his soul to a near stranger who didn’t entirely trust him?

The music was controversial in theme and style, challenging convention. The music reflected him at his rawest, an outpouring of inner turmoil, which was hardly something he would want to share with another person. He may dream of sharing his music with the world, but he never planned to admit it was his own, rather the compositions of someone he patronized. Could he share all of this so easily with Charlotte?

“Tell me. Why did you like the sonata?” he asked, his free hand holding the door handle.

Her eyes brightened as she said, “It was unlike anything I’ve ever heard. While it tried my abilities, it was neither technical nor memorable, at least not in terms of melody. It was…how do I describe it? Rhythmic and emotional. I wanted to hate it, if I’m being honest. I felt every chord down to the pit of my stomach. I feel improprietous saying this, but the music spoke of my heart’s desires, as if the composer knew how I felt. As impossible as it sounds, the composer knew my sorrow.” Charlotte pressed her hand against her chest.

“Ever think the composer wasn’t writing how you felt, but rather how he felt?” Drake questioned.

“How absurd. Of course, he wrote how I felt. Why would a composer write about himself? A composer writes for the performer. I don’t know how he was able to capture such depth in the notes, but he did. He knew me, Drake. The notes were for me,” she insisted.

Drake chuckled. The sonata in question certainly had been for her, but not in the way she thought. He’d envisioned the piece accomplishing what his letter couldn’t, to explain how he felt about the misunderstanding and the sorrow that had ripped his heart.

The sonata was his way of communicating to Charlotte how he felt. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined she felt the same. To his chagrin, he realized instead of recognizing the music as a reflection of each other, they each saw it as a reflection of themselves. A sonata to bond them, yet they were both too self-centered to see it as anything but about themselves.

Drake laughed aloud at the irony. The music had touched her in ways he hadn’t expected. While she may not understand him from the music as he had hoped, he understood her better now. If what she said was true, then he knew how she felt. Oh, sweet Charlotte. If he could kiss away her heartache, he would. The trouble was, he was the cause of it.

“We are more alike than either of us anticipated, I declare.



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