To Ruin a Gentleman_The Scarlet Chronicles by Shana Galen

Author:Shana Galen [Galen, Shana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexy romance, sexy regency romance, regency romance, Historical Romance, french romance
Publisher: Shana Galen
Published: 2019-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

ANGELETTE HADN’T WANTED to believe Daventry. Even if the conversation he’d overheard at the shop was true, surely it would not come to fruition. Attack the Bastille? The idea was ludicrous.

But so had been the idea of burning her château.

She hadn’t known of the unrest in Paris. Tucked away as she was in the little village of Versailles, all of France seemed quiet and well. Was the king even aware of the violence and destruction? If he was aware, would he dither or would he act? She had the awful feeling he would vacillate and waver and wait too long to act, as always.

Was she a fool for remaining here? Very possibly, but that didn’t weaken her resolve. She could not abandon her friends and family in what might very well be their time of greatest need.

At dinner, there were only three. The vicomtesse had retired early to unpack and repack, as she would have to leave behind much more than she had originally planned. Daventry and the vicomte had sent a servant to hire coaches and in the morning the three would be on their way with only the essentials. Angelette wished she could go with them. Her gaze met Daventry’s across the table, and she wondered if he would miss her or think of her when he reached the shores of England.

After everyone said their goodnights, Angelette returned to her chamber alone. She had tarried on the steps, hoping Daventry might say a private word to her, but he had walked up with the vicomte. She supposed she would say adieu in public tomorrow morning. Now, she sat in her chamber in a borrowed night rail and dressing gown and combed out her hair. The streets of Paris were unusually quiet. The calm before the storm or the peace they had been waiting for?

Someone rapped on her door and, expecting Marie’s maid who had come to attend her the night before, Angelette bid her to enter.

But it was Daventry who entered. Daventry in the dark, sober clothing the valet had found for him. The clothing didn’t fit him properly, but he still managed to look handsome. His hair was swept back from his face and his cornflower eyes were dark and serious. Angelette’s heart thudded and she suddenly found herself short of breath. This was what she had been hoping for, but now that he was here she didn’t know what to say, what to do.

It was improper for him to be here, in her chamber, alone with her. But she didn’t ask him to leave. She didn’t want him to leave.

She took a calming breath. “I suppose you are here to ask me one last time to go to Calais with you.” She ran the brush through her hair again, hoping he didn’t notice how her hand trembled slightly.

“I’ve given up on that,” he said, closing the door with a final click that made her dart her eyes at him. “You won’t leave, and I respect your decision.

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