The Baron's Charade (Regency Stories Book 3) by Catherine Mayfair

Author:Catherine Mayfair [Mayfair, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella Length, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Romance, London Society, England & Britain, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Clean & Wholesome, Regency Stories
Publisher: Catherine Mayfair
Published: 2019-06-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

It was Thursday, just over a week since Isabel had last seen Lord Charmain, and she sat in the parlor of the London townhouse with her mother, Isabel trying to focus on a flower she was stitching in red. She found the movement comforting but it did nothing to ease her mind, for her thoughts kept returning to the man who had fooled everyone around him. What would he be doing at this very moment? Was he rehearsing at the theater? Or perhaps he was drinking a pint with Miss Miriam in the same pub Isabel and Elizabeth had visited.

She could not explain why, but she had a desire to speak to the man again. Perhaps it was due to seeing other women engaged in conversation and laughing with men at the various functions she had attended with her parents. Or maybe it was because the Baron had seemed truly sorrowful for what he had done. A part of her pain had eased when she learned that Miss Miriam was not a secret lover but rather the daughter of a farmer who enjoyed the theater as much as he.

Despite the fact that the idea of Miss Miriam in Lord Charmain’s life was discomforting, she had to admit that the woman was strong. Isabel knew she herself could never find the courage to go out on stage and perform before an audience; however, she did wish she could capture even a portion of the woman’s bravery. She spoke her mind and did as she wished rather than worry herself with what others wanted for her. What others thought of her did not seem to concern her in the slightest.

Then an image if the two kissing at the end of the play came to mind. Did Miss Miriam enjoy the act? More importantly, did Lord Charmain? Miss Miriam was pretty and Isabel could understand if the man might be attracted to her. Well, understand was a strong word; perhaps she could see the reasoning of any attraction, even if she could not fully comprehend it.

Somehow, her thoughts went to imagining it was she who stood on that stage opposite the Baron, his hands wrapping around her and his lips pressing against hers. The kiss would last forever, and the applause from the audience would be thundering. And yet, she would not hear any of it, for he would gaze into her eyes…

“Isabel?” her mother said, breaking Isabel from her thoughts, “are you ill? You have been staring down at your embroidery and completing no stitching for some time now.”

“Oh, no mother, I am not ill. I was just thinking is all.”

“Thinking about what, my dear?”

“How lovely it is to be here.”

“Yes, it is lovely,” her mother replied. As the woman continued on about the virtues of being in London for the Season, a thought occurred to Isabel. She had just lied to her mother, and though she did not like to, she had felt the need to do so. If she had told her mother the truth, it would have brought about shame and scorn.

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