Hansley: Temptation from a Prince

Visiting home

''What about the letters?''

He is so dumbfounded about the letters because I caught him by surprise with the revelations of knowing he has been writing letters pertaining to me. I really want to know if he is planning to divorce me or incriminate me with some crimes just to divorce me. He gets up from the bed trying to avoid the feeling of intimidation.

''Please.'' I beg.

''The letters I write with your name on it are mistakes.'' I felt downright angry and flushed in redness. He finds me a fool and now I know he doesn't want to make it work.

''Simon we are married against our wills and now we are expecting our first child. This is how far reality can get.'' I was tired of feeling like this where I'm putting too much effort in an arrangement that was made to fool the town into thinking we are getting married only to find out we are and I'm falling in love with the man. I was against marriage since I knew the meaning of it only to find myself into one. Marriage is a prison and not freedom for women which angers me even more. I wanted him out of my room because he has disappointed me with disregard of showing no will of compassion towards me.

If he knew it would be this hard to let me in, he should have said no at the altar to make a mockery out of me and my family. I wanted him out of my room, so that way I may cry in peace without him here to hear. He left my room as I climbed onto my bed curling up as much I could into a ball to cry. I felt hurt from the revelations of his tone. His tone and actions will never change, and I cannot be here to hold on to that. Maybe he should serve the divorce papers in order for me to crawl back to my family welcoming arms rather than stay here in this marriage.

Simon went down to his study, throwing a fit from the moment I questioned him about the letters. He took the letters out of the drawer ready to rip them, burn them all because these were his things. I was never supposed to find them unless I happened to be in his study. He doesn't want to be harsh with me by demanding that I not ever come into his study.

He thought it would be his place of peace when he is working and not distracting his beautiful wife from reading or planning events whatsoever. Simon wanted to change the way he acts towards me, so he was in his study as he tells Mrs.Holdingtower to fetch me before he goes out for a ride.

I walk over to his study as he takes out the letters from the drawers and hands them to me. ''I trust you enough to make your judgment.'' He knew he was afraid, but he needed to do it before it was too late.

''Are these divorce letters or do they contain something else?'' I felt a mini heart attack coming up soon until he responded saying I will have to find out what the letters contain. I took the letters going upstairs, placing them on my desk hoping and wanting to read the letters, but I was so afraid to read the letters because I don't know what Simon was thinking of when he wrote those letters.

Something in my heart races so fast that I'm probably wrong about him and maybe these are love letters or evidence of wanting a divorce. I don't think I was ready to make that decision to read the letters, especially with dinner with my family coming soon. Next week was the ball we are throwing to honor the newest addition to the Lancaster-Windsor family line. I tried hard to not worry myself especially with a child in my womb.

I felt like Simon was trying to make an effort by giving me the letters and the decency I could do is read them. I look at the stacks of letters on my desk hoping that the letters contain something else rather than a conviction of hurt.

Something in me felt uneasy and queasy to want to read the letters. I walked over to the desk untying the string on the letters as I took one of the letters hoping it would be a declaration of love. I open it with half hope and half anguish as I begin to read the letter.