Lillian's POV:
"No, Sir Philip, really um... I don't believe I am well... ready... I am quite nervous... I think I should-"
"Nonsense, my dear friend is a very polite gentleman, it wouldn't be proper to introduce only a fraction of your family anyway." He cut me off and his grip on my hand tightened. Good God! If he...
"No really-"
"Excuse me" the men in front parted to reveal a blonde man. He was tall and slender like Mr Ambrose however, not only is he wearing a tailcoat that more than likely cost a fortune but, he also had a friendly, welcoming smile across his charming face.
"Ah Sir Philip Wilkins, it is a pleasure to see you again." Unlike Mr Ambrose his voice was alluring deep and smooth - like chocolate. Not saying I would eat him! Bloody hell no! I am a feminist not a desperate maiden!
"You as well Lord Dalgliesh, I welcome you back to London England" Sir Philip gave a polite bow to the aristocratic man.
"Thank you, I see you have brought charming company along with you." He gestured towards us.
"Yes, Lord Dalgliesh, this is Mrs Brank, Miss Linton, Miss Linton, Miss Linton, Miss Linton, Miss Linton, Miss Linton and ladies this is Lord Daniel Eugene Dalgliesh."
I'm sorry that this is short but I am at school and have work to do. The next chapter will be longer, I swear on my honor as a gentleman ;)
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Hot or Cold (A storm and silence fanfic)
FanfictionLillian Linton, the fiery ifrit and devoted feminist of the victorean era. Rikkard Ambrose, cold and hard business man thought to be the richest man in London England. Daniel Dalgliesh, head of the East Indian Company and Rikkard's strongest foe. W...
