The Devil's Love by Julia London

Author:Julia London
Language: eng
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Published: 2012-03-23T20:51:58+00:00

Chapter 13

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London Abbey tapped the dry quill against the desktop and stared through the

window at a branch dancing in the spring breeze. It was hard for her to believe

she was actually in London; harder still to believe the town no longer held the

same attraction for her as it had once. When Michael had first announced they

were to go, she had told him she never wanted to leave Blessing Park.

The time

they had spent there had been idyllic; the most fulfilling, blissful days she had ever known. He had argued it was impractical to remain forever there, and

the sooner she was introduced to the ton, the sooner the interest in her would

ebb. She did not care a whit about being presented to the ton, but it was obvious he did, and Sam had not helped matters by agreeing with Michael. She

smiled inwardly as she recalled how he had once threatened to leave her at

Blessing Park. Sitting in the huge study at his London town house and going

through the hundreds of invitations they had received, she wished that she had

demanded those words in writing.

She had not yet really ventured out, other than to go to the exclusive modiste

where Michael had insisted-—no, demanded—on paying a small fortune to have her

outfitted in the finest haute couture. Her cousin Victoria would have been awed

by the fabrics and styles, just as she was. Her only other outing had been to

accompany Michael’s elderly great aunt to a tearoom one afternoon.

That outing had caused quite a stir. Her tea with the slightly senile Aunt Neva

had begun uneventfully, but when other patrons realized she was the wife of the

mysterious Marquis of Darfield, there had begun a steady stream of visitors to

their table, all wishing for introductions. They were stifled in the corner of the tearoom, and Aunt Neva looked positively peaked. Abbey had been forced to

speak with practically the entire room before she could get the older woman

safely through the crush and to the awaiting carriage.

She thought the interest in her was peculiar, though, granted, Michael was something of a celebrity. She had heard enough gossip to know that the ton

believed he had almost risen from the dead, but there was nothing particularly

remarkable about her. Nonetheless, if the afternoon in the tearoom or the mound

of invitations was any indication, the ton was very interested. And tonight, she

thought with sickening dread, was the Delacorte Ball. Sebastian had told her it

was the event of the season; everyone who was anyone would be in attendance.

“Lady Darfield, have you decided if you will accept the invitation from the Duchess of Kent?” Sebastian reminded her. Abbey dragged her gaze from the window

to the secretary.

“Oh! I don’t know, Sebastian, what do you think?” she asked apathetically.

“I think one does not refuse the Duchess of Kent unless one is on one’s deathbed,” he sniffed.

Abbey moaned and tossed the quill down and stood abruptly. “I can’t seem to

think today! Sebastian, please excuse me. I think I should like a short walk.”

“But, my lady!” Sebastian protested as Abbey paused to smooth her skirts.

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