The Third Son by Elise Marion

Author:Elise Marion [Elise Marion]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781466425187
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Goodreads: 12747460
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2011-09-22T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The wedding had gone beautifully. Damien now watched the newly wedded couple as they danced their first waltz together as man and wife. Lionus had eyes only for Isabelle as he twirled her gracefully around the ballroom. He was elegant in a dove gray morning coat, matching trousers and snowy white linen. She was exquisite in her wedding gown and sparkling tiara, an heirloom passed down by the women of his family. His normally hard expression had softened around his eyes, and Damien could have sworn he saw the beginnings of a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.

“Look at them,” Serge said, coming up beside him with two glasses of champagne. He handed one to Damien. “They look happy.”

Damien nodded, accepting the glass. “Yes, they do.”

“I envy him.”

Damien turned to his brother. His eyes were lowered to the contents of his glass and his jaw was tense. He had not said much, but those three words revealed much more than Serge had meant them to. Damien felt a stirring of pity for his brother. He had not realized that Serge’s admiration of Isabelle had gone beyond appreciation of her unflawed beauty.

“Someday you will feel the same for a woman.” Damien scrambled for the words to comfort his brother.

“I fear I already do.” Serge left his side, draining his glass as he went. Damien hoped his brother would find a way to rid himself of his feelings. They were dangerous and inappropriate and would serve to drive him and Lionus even further apart. Besides, lovesickness had turned Serge into a brooding shadow of his former self, a man that Damien hardly recognized and he longed to see his brother smile and laugh again.

His thoughts were quickly turned from Serge when Esmeralda appeared at his side. His eyes came to rest on the daring neckline of her gown, causing her to blush demurely.

“My love, you have no idea how much I want to whisk you away to my chambers,” he whispered, resting a hand at the small of her back. Esmeralda swatted at him with her painted fan playfully, sipping at a glass of champagne.

“Damien, it is still early! Besides, it would be rude to abandon the reception when dinner has not been served and the bride and groom have not yet left.”

“Very well then,” he replied with a heavy sigh. “I suppose we will be polite this time. But mark my words woman, when you and I are married we will shock many with our rudeness, for I will carry you away to our bed whenever the urge strikes.”

Esmeralda flushed an even deeper shade of crimson. She drained her champagne glass and fanned at her heated face. Esmeralda had been distracted through the entire wedding by Damien’s heat-filled gaze upon her. Everyone else had been captivated by the bride. Damien had spent the entire ceremony staring at her. His eyes spoke volumes, and she knew he was thinking of the night before. He watched her now as she accepted Nicolai’s arm and allowed him to lead her to the dance floor.

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