Taming the Barbarian
“Horace, her well-trusted driver, deposited her at the end of her cobbled walkway, and she hurried through the darkness, for even her own estate seemed suddenly fraught with danger.
Henri met her at the door, bounding ecstatically about her feet. She stroked his ears as Mr. Smith hurried up, apologizing profusely for his tardy greeting. But she wanted nothing more than the safety of her private chambers and hurried up the stairs, Henri in her wake.
Tessa, sleepy-eyed and quiet, was there in a moment to undo her mistress’s upswept hair.
“Did you enjoy the party, my lady?” she asked, then hung away her gown.
“I’ve a bit of a headache,” Fleur lied. “I fear it ruined the evening for me.”
” ‘Tis a shame,” proclaimed the maid, but immediately launched back into her usual merry mood. “Oh, I almost forgot—the strangest thing ‘appened today. Did—”
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