Intertwine (House of Oak Book 1) by Van Nichole

Author:Van, Nichole [Van, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Fiorenza Publishing
Published: 2014-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

On the road between

Kinningsley and Haldon Manor

Fifteen minutes later

May 12, 1812

“Oh heavens! What a disaster that was. Do you think that Marianne will ever forgive me?” Emme asked Georgiana, still wiping tears from her cheeks, her stomach muscles sore.

After helping them into the carriage, Arthur had merely shaken his head and nobly—with a healthy dose of long suffering—said he would stay for another moment to smooth things over with the viscount, obviously hoping to spend more time with Marianne.

Georgiana grinned fondly. “Most likely. Miss Linwood is not nearly as high in the instep as her brother. Though I daresay Lord Linwood may never speak to you again.”

“Considering he has barely uttered two sentences to me up to this point, that shall hardly be any loss.”

“Are you ever going to tell me what you found so humorous? You know I am often tired, so I’m not sure why my being knocked up would be funny.”

Oh no.

“Please, Georgiana,” Emme choked, “I would like to go a few minutes without laughing.” Emme took a deep steadying breath. Really, she needed to get a handle on herself. “Tell me, have you been feeling better?”

“Indeed, I have. And I must be honest, my dearest friend, you are very much the reason for it.” Georgiana nodded in amusement. “Everything about you is so diverting. Have you given any more thought to your history? How marvelous that you might be American with connections to the West Indies! I admit I stayed up half the night considering the possibilities. It is such a delightful mystery.”

Emme smiled. Georgiana had been relentless in exploring every potential explanation for her appearance. Most of them cast Emme as the unwitting victim of evil relatives. Her favorite so far had Emme escaping a cousin’s dank castle by crawling down a cliff and running for her life. Never mind the fact that Herefordshire, as a whole, generally lacked dismal dungeons, high cliffs and nefarious guardians.

“Of course, I made a list of all plausible ideas. Would you like to hear my personal favorite?”

Georgiana did not wait for a reply but instead instantly leaned forward, as if imparting something secret and thrilling.

“You are the daughter of a great nobleman but your beloved father remarried a horrid woman. And she demanded he cast you out, sending you to live with a kindly uncle in the Bahamas. After your uncle’s untimely death—eaten by sharks when his ship sank off Jamaica—you returned here to England, only to find your father dead and your stepmother refusing you entrance to the family estate. Grief-stricken and distraught, you wandered the countryside and would have perished but for James finding you.”

Georgiana gave her an eager expectant look, blue eyes wide, waiting to see if anything struck a chord with Emme.

Emme chuckled and shook her head. “Really, Georgiana, your imagination is unmatched. Though I sincerely hope that none of my relatives have been eaten by sharks.”

“True,” her friend agreed. “But it is fun to think of the possibilities.”

Georgiana leaned back into her seat and paused for a moment, staring out the window, and then shook her blond head.

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