The Sweetest Sin by Kelly Boyce

Author:Kelly Boyce [Boyce, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kelly Boyce
Published: 2016-08-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Hen’s back stiffened at the stringent voice she had become all too familiar with over the past Season, but she did not allow Lady Susan to slow her down. Instead, she tossed her answer over her shoulder without missing a step.

“I’m on my way to the nursery to see Lady Margaret.” The doorway loomed closer.

What sounded like a snort—how ghastly—indicated Lady Susan still followed behind her. “And you think you have the right to do that?”

Hen reached the closed door and turned sideways to address her antagonist. “According to the duchess, yes I do. Are you planning on overriding her decree?”

She received a glare as an answer. Even Lady Susan was not so foolish as to attempt to usurp the Duchess of Franklyn’s orders.

“Then good day to you.” Hen moved to open the door, but before she could, Lady Susan spoke again.

“Such interest you have in other people’s children. Odd, don’t you think?”

She should ignore her, just walk through the door into the nursery and let the matter alone. But Devil take it, she was so weary of Lady Susan and the last thing she wished was for her to follow Hen into the nursery and spew her hatefulness in front of an impressionable Lady Margaret.

“Whatever do you mean?” Not that she cared or even wanted to know. The mind of someone as contemptible as Lady Susan was not a place Hen had a particular interest in traipsing through.

Lady Susan shrugged, but a hint of smile curled one corner of her mouth, the way it always did when she was about to deliver her special brand of hatefulness. “I noted as much at the tea Miss Caldwell threw in support of this foolish notion she has of building a school for girls of less fortunate circumstances. Imagine. That bluestocking will never find herself a husband with her odd and scandalous behavior.”

“And you will?” The pointed question shot out of Hen’s mouth before she could stop it. But she could not stand idly by while Lady Susan made derogatory comments about Rosalind Caldwell. Hen considered the work Rosalind did on promoting the education of young girls in order to give them a better life admirable and she supported it wholeheartedly. She had even toyed with the idea of taking on the position of headmistress of the school once Madalene Cosgrove turned it down and married Lord Hawksmoor.

Lady Susan pulled herself up straighter. She was taller than Hen and reed thin, a series of flat planes and sharp angles. “I am the daughter of a duke. I assure you, I will have no difficulty in finding a suitable husband.”

Hen offered her sweetest smile. “And yet, here you are in your third Season without a single proposal.”

Her words hit their mark, indicating a tender spot beneath the blanket of contempt Lady Susan wrapped herself in. “You may want to cover your scars before you enter the nursery. Wouldn’t want to frighten the dear child with what a little monster you are, now would we?”

Touché.

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