were married, the sooner I would be out of her house. I would no longer have to stand her downward cast eyes at me or her belittling words. “I am prepared to marry Scarlett by any means necessary. As you said, her virtue is on questionable grounds. As a gentleman, I would prefer not to use that, but I will if I need to.” My brother’s face turned bright red with rage. Kent had hit a soft spot. I knew he would never do such a thing, even to force a marriage. However, the thought of an even more scandalous backlash was enough to shut up Bellingham. “Fine; I see no other choice than to accept your proposal of marriage on behalf of my sister.” He turned and faced me. “I hope you know what you are doing.” I leaned in closer to Kent, resting my hand on his chest. I looked lovingly into his eyes as he looked down at me. I thought of our lovemaking the night before, and waking up in his arms. It was something I knew I wanted for the rest of my life. “Absolutely,” I said.
EPILOGUE
* * * T he wedding was a beautiful ceremony among friends and family three short weeks later. Even my mother and father came from the country to attend the event. I couldn’t have been happier to have married my wonderful duke. Kent thought it would be nice to holiday for the next few months after the wedding. First we went to Liverpool and then took a ship farther up north to Glasgow, where we stayed a few months at a friend’s estate. We decided to return home before winter set in though. Julia had been writing me often and had invited us to join them at the Colonel’s home for Christmas. He would be on holiday for a few months. I was excited for Kent to meet the brother and sister-in-law that I loved so dearly. Julia would also be expecting her first child soon. I was jumping at the chance to meet my future niece or nephew. We decided to take the roads back down to Julia and Henry. The summer had extended enough that it was a warm autumn and the roads were holding up well. We both enjoyed driving along the countryside and visiting new places. On our way down to them, we were also able to stop at Kent’s country home in Colwyn Bay. It was only a day’s ride from my brother’s place and I was thrilled to know that I would still be able to go visit them when I wanted. Just before leaving, I received a letter from Julia. It was a few weeks old, since it had taken some time to catch up to us as we were moving around. I read it as we sat in the carriage for the remainder of our journey to meet them.
D ear Scarlett , I was so happy to get your prompt response to my request. Henry and I both look forward to having you here for the holiday season. Henry has just returned home for the next few months, since the cold weather has currently hindered His Royal Majesty’s Armies. He plans to stay home at least through the new year. He also came home just in time for the birth of our first child. I am happy to announce that we have a beautiful son. We have christened him Alexander Fitzwilliam. I can’t wait until you are here with us also and will get to meet him in person. He is a strong little man with rosy chubby cheeks and his father’s blue eyes. I also have been recovering well from the ordeal. My sister, Duchess Gaffton, has come by regularly with her two little ones and helped me adjust to motherhood. I can’t wait to see you again, and to get to know the Duke of Kent better. Sincerely, Julia
I folded the letter in my lap and thought on her words as we continued to ride. “Any new information?” Kent asked me from across the carriage. “Yes. Julia has had her baby. A boy. They named him Alexander after Henry and my grandfather. She says both of them are doing well.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me across the carriage to sit by him. It was becoming a regular habit of his. He wrapped me into his arms. “I am sure you will be excited to meet the little lad, right?” “Of course. I am excited for you to