Lord Somerton's Heir
“Connie and Matt were having dancing lessons. Freddy had produced some ghastly French dancing master and they had all adjourned to the ballroom. The suggestion at breakfast that Sebastian may care to join them received a frosty response and his lordship had taken his broadsheets and retreated to the study.
As Isabel stood outside the door to the study, she wondered how many years it had been since laughter had rung down the corridors of Brantstone. Connie and Matt had brought life to the gloomy ...corridors.
She took a breath and knocked. At the gruff response, she opened the door.
‘Am I disturbing you?’ she enquired.
Sebastian shot to his feet, almost knocking his chair backwards in his haste.
‘No, not at all. Come in.’ She entered the room and stood before him, her hands clasped in front of her black skirts.
‘I came to tell you that I am planning to move to the dower house in the next few days.’ He stared at her for a long moment. ‘Oh,’ he said, closely followed by, ‘why?’ ‘I’m not needed here anymore.MoreLess
As Isabel stood outside the door to the study, she wondered how many years it had been since laughter had rung down the corridors of Brantstone. Connie and Matt had brought life to the gloomy ...corridors.
She took a breath and knocked. At the gruff response, she opened the door.
‘Am I disturbing you?’ she enquired.
Sebastian shot to his feet, almost knocking his chair backwards in his haste.
‘No, not at all. Come in.’ She entered the room and stood before him, her hands clasped in front of her black skirts.
‘I came to tell you that I am planning to move to the dower house in the next few days.’ He stared at her for a long moment. ‘Oh,’ he said, closely followed by, ‘why?’ ‘I’m not needed here anymore.MoreLess
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