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*2 days later*

Alice froze as Anthony stood in front of her. "Miss Jones, I swear to you, you shall not regret what I am to do." He said getting down on one knee, by the looks of it he was trying to save Miss Jones reputation by proposing to her but that was certainly not the case, he was doing this for his family.

"Will you Alice Jones be my wife." His question was more of a demand. "I-"

"Yes." Alice said though her voice was shaky.

Alice didn't want to marry Anthony nor anyone. James was in his 80's and almost ready to die, and Alice would rather be a widow then a wife.

Anthony slid the ring on her finger and smiled.

Alice could only frown, she nor Anthony wanted this.
All the maids clapped. "We shall be wed the 31st of may!" Anthony declared. Alice sighed, this was just great.

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Alice's maid Dora started to braid her hair, "so, what of you and lord bridgerton? Have you come up with any baby names yet?" Dora asked making Alice chuckle. "No not yet, we have not spoke of such things."

"How so?"

"He rarely speaks to me even when we're on walks Dora!" Alice screamed. "Shhh, the viscount is to take you to a horse race tomorrow correct?"

"Yes, but I am thinking of not going." Alice grumbled as Dora was doing finishing touches on her hair.

"You have to!"

"Why should I?"

"You'll be living with him in less then 3 weeks!"

"Do not remind me."

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"Do not stall lady Jones! You shan't be late!" Dora screamed making Alice jolt awake.

"Here's your dress Ma'am."

"T-thank you." Alice stuttered barley awake.

Alice cringed at the pattern of the dress.

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Alice arrived at the race and stared at everybody there, they had more modest dresses while she looked like a pink powder puff.

End my suffering please. Anthony walked over to her, "Ah, miss Jones I'm glad you could make it." He smiled. "Well I am certainly not." Alice said moving past him to sit on the seats. Anthony groaned as he went to go sit down beside her.

"Anything I can get you miss Jones?" He asked. "Some peace and quiet would be wonderful." She smiled sarcastically making Anthony roll his eyes.

What a perfect pair indeed. "Which horse do you presume will win?" He asked trying to make conversation. "High flyer."

"High flyer?" Anthony questioned. "Yes, what is your pick my lord?" Alice asked.

"Nectar."

"Nectar?" "Do you have a problem with my pick miss Jones?"

"Yes, indeed I do." Alice answered straightening her gown and sitting upright smiling making Anthony groan.

"How do you presume High Flyer will win?" "Well, nectar won the last race for it was cool and not as clammy and hot as it is today, and the track today is soft giving high flyer a chance to swift pass nectar."

"You think too much about it."

"And you, think to little." Alice retorted.

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Alice sat in her parlor reading pride and prejudice when she heard someone knock at the doors he groaned thinking it was Anthony. She got up and opened the door not to see the Aggravating male but her cousin, Elizabeth Jones.

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