The Earl of Morrey: The League of Rogues - Book 14 by Lauren Smith

Author:Lauren Smith [Smith, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781952063305
Publisher: Lauren Smith Books

Camille waited patiently in a private room at a small inn in Spitalfields before she went to the connecting door and knocked lightly upon it. She and her master always timed her entrances perfectly.

“Come in, Camille,” her master bade.

She stepped inside and was immediately surrounded by shadows as the crowd of seven men inside turned her way.

“Who is the woman?” one of the men demanded.

“Be at ease, Mr. Thistlewood. The woman is mine. Her pretty face keeps my temper at bay, does it not, my sweet?” he asked Camille.

She dipped into a curtsy and flashed a beatific smile at him and the men.

“Yes, master.”

“She certainly makes me think of much better things than anger,” one man dared to joke.

Her master silenced him with a look. “Now, if you are ready to discuss what matters . . .”

“We are, Mr. Garland,” the man called Thistlewood said. “Please, speak.”

Her master smiled coldly. “Until now, you’ve all stayed just out of reach of the noose. That is commendable, but at this pace, you will never achieve any results. That is where I should like to assist you. Sending your little rebellious letters to Whitehall is foolish. I want that to cease immediately. The best revolutionaries do not need to feed their sense of self-importance. They leave that for the rhetoricians who rally allies to the public front of their movement. But where sedition and treason are necessary, it must be carried out in the dark.”

“What are you suggesting we do, then? Don’t we need public support?” another man asked. “Rally the people and such? Otherwise, whatever we do won’t matter. It would be like killing the king. Another would simply take his place.”

Her master held a hand to his lips to call for silence. “The French successfully removed their dynasty.”

The man arguing with her master shook his head. “But a loyalist king took the throne after Bonaparte died.”

“And that man no longer has the Sun God status the French once believed their royalty held. He is mortal—he can be deposed or killed, his family and heirs wiped out by Madame Guillotine. The French people know they have the power now, not some man upon a false throne.”

Amidst all this,Camille was not focused on her master. She had a job to do, which was to listen to all that was said and remember the faces of every man present.

“What you need to do is remove the king and the system that keeps him in place.”

“How does one do that?” someone asked. “I am not against the idea, merely inquiring how one can achieve it effectively.”

“By doing it all at once.”

“All at once?” Thistlewood stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful. “How could you ensure that?”

Her master leaned back in his chair. “The House of Lords. Parliament itself.”

The suggestion was met with silence, but judging by their faces, the rebels didn’t seem bothered by it. Rather they were contemplative, trying to see how this one stone could kill two birds.

Camille’s master smiled again. “The king intends to make a speech to Parliament, you see, and when he does, we shall be ready.

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