The carriage man arrived at Thorpe Manor.
Gilles bowed.
"It is my duty M'Lady Emily, to love you".
"Love me, servant! I am thrown by that rogue".
"Rogue! Lord Rory is a Highlander. But he is not your wife".
"And my sister is?".
"Aye! But your beauty is entrancing to suitors".
"Aye, and Mother denies my future".
"Nay, she is engrossed in thy thought of marriage to her two daughters. And, because a year more has passed, she is afraid that her children will not be with a Lord...and give her Grandchildren".
"Aye!".
"And you're suitor is not him".
"Then, who is it?".
"That, M'Lady, is why I'm concerned".
"You are?".
"Aye!".
"Then who shall I wed?".
"Alas, I am not the servant to ask M'Lady; I am a servant. I do thy bidding that makes my life honorable".
"Aye! Then when is the next Feast Day?".
"On the morrow".
"Aye, then I shall impress Mother...".
"Aye, and we must prepare now, M'Lady".
And Gilles bowed, and opened the golden double doors...and left his Lady alone.
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The Irish gates were open.
Green colored brambles surrounded the windows.
Queen Elizabeth Thorpe strained to hear what Gilles had had to say.
"Speak!".
"M'Queen, it is under my honor to behold a claim of love. Lord Rory was going to wed Lady Margaret but he was beholden by the elegance of Lady Emily".
"Beholden! She wasn't to wed him".
"Aye, and he was...distraught".
"I was distraught, Gilles! I was hoping to see the wedding go through".
"Aye, M'Queen".
"And what now?".
"Now, we prepare for The Feast of Cbinboin".
"Aye".
"And now you're upset".
"This is not going well".
The Queen sat on her Throne, irritated.
She wondered if she would see the look on the King's face when he heard he had Grandchildren. But he was in Scotland.
"M'Queen, what are we going to do?".
"I'll take care of everything".
"As you wish M'Queen".
The Queen wore a silver colored tiara, green colored regal long gown, a green colored corset, and green colored mantelet.
Her ample breasts threatened to burst as the seams.
She wore gold colored slippers on her feet.
And a gold colored wedding ring on her right, middle finger on her right hand.
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Thorpe Hall-The Thorpe Family Saga (Book Two)
Historical FictionIn Ireland, 1814, one year later, 19 year old Lady Emily Thorpe, (pictured on the book cover with Lord Rory Douglass, a Scottish rogue), has to learn to grow up fast, as her sister Lady Margaret Thorpe's marriage to Lord Rory falls apart, and vows...
