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already married, some with kids. It what your mother would have wanted!”
“Well she’s been dead for almost fifteen years, so what she wants doesn’t matter. It’s what I want that matters! I do wanna get married Pa, you know that. My life is here with you and the horses. Hell I made this ranch into the place it is today with my breeding program.”
Pa came over to where I had sat down on the bench and place a hand my shoulder.
“It was after your accident that I posted the ad around, I never thought one would answer to be honest. You still won’t get up on a horse since then and I figured it was time you moved on. Every young woman deserves to get married and have a family.”
My shoulders sagged at the reminder of the accident that happened last year. I had been training one of our best new stallions when a mountain lion had gotten in the pin and took the horse down with me on its back. My leg had been crashed from the fall and it had taken half a year to heal before I could even start to learn to walk again. I could walk, but it hurt if I went too far.
“Pa, no one is gonna want a wife with scars,” I mumbled.
“Shoot, a man can look passed scars for a pretty face and a huge heart. Just like your mother did for me,” he said softly.
I sighed seeming how he was mostly right; maybe it was better if I moved on. Maybe marriage could be the answer to a better life.
“Alright, who is this man that answered your post?” I asked, standing up.
“A duke,” my Pa said with a grin, “from England, if you can imagine that!”
I sat back down, hard.
Maybe not after all.
Unexpected Journey
Black Creek Ranch, Kentucky, America 1818
Never in his life had ever had to go through so much trouble just for one woman, but he had to keep in mind that this was not only for this woman, but his sister and for the family name. But it was only ironic that his family name would not be dragged through the mud, but he would as well it so happened. Be dragged the mud that is and by his horse no less. His butler had not been jesting when he had told His Grace to enjoy the wilderness of America; now with some small amount of humor he realized that his butler had been teasing him.
Now he also had to put up with the bugs that came with the weather that would put an English summer to shame and it was only early spring here! He had been traveling on horseback and on a river boat now for almost three weeks and he wary and ready for a rest. Why had England wanted this god forsaken place in the first place, he didn’t know, but for all he did know was that the bloody Americans could keep it. Grasslands, swamps, and mountains all in abundance. He was a man who enjoyed nature, but this was utterly ridiculous!
Now he was slowly walking his horse through a thick patch of mud when the sound of a hundred thundering hooves struck the ground in the field across the river on the other side.
“Who’s horses are those,” the duke asked his guide who was a few feet ahead of them.
“Those horses belong to one of Miss Black’s wild herds, with the way they are moving I bet she isn’t that far behind. She picks two of em’ a year for training and breeding into her father’s breeding stock. She’s young but she’s got a great breeding plan.”
“Miss Black?” the duke echoed.
“Yes, sir. We’ve been traveling on Black Creek land for the past few days; I figured that’s where you was wanted to go.”
“It is,” he said slowly. But Ms.
“Well she’s been dead for almost fifteen years, so what she wants doesn’t matter. It’s what I want that matters! I do wanna get married Pa, you know that. My life is here with you and the horses. Hell I made this ranch into the place it is today with my breeding program.”
Pa came over to where I had sat down on the bench and place a hand my shoulder.
“It was after your accident that I posted the ad around, I never thought one would answer to be honest. You still won’t get up on a horse since then and I figured it was time you moved on. Every young woman deserves to get married and have a family.”
My shoulders sagged at the reminder of the accident that happened last year. I had been training one of our best new stallions when a mountain lion had gotten in the pin and took the horse down with me on its back. My leg had been crashed from the fall and it had taken half a year to heal before I could even start to learn to walk again. I could walk, but it hurt if I went too far.
“Pa, no one is gonna want a wife with scars,” I mumbled.
“Shoot, a man can look passed scars for a pretty face and a huge heart. Just like your mother did for me,” he said softly.
I sighed seeming how he was mostly right; maybe it was better if I moved on. Maybe marriage could be the answer to a better life.
“Alright, who is this man that answered your post?” I asked, standing up.
“A duke,” my Pa said with a grin, “from England, if you can imagine that!”
I sat back down, hard.
Maybe not after all.
Unexpected Journey
Black Creek Ranch, Kentucky, America 1818
Never in his life had ever had to go through so much trouble just for one woman, but he had to keep in mind that this was not only for this woman, but his sister and for the family name. But it was only ironic that his family name would not be dragged through the mud, but he would as well it so happened. Be dragged the mud that is and by his horse no less. His butler had not been jesting when he had told His Grace to enjoy the wilderness of America; now with some small amount of humor he realized that his butler had been teasing him.
Now he also had to put up with the bugs that came with the weather that would put an English summer to shame and it was only early spring here! He had been traveling on horseback and on a river boat now for almost three weeks and he wary and ready for a rest. Why had England wanted this god forsaken place in the first place, he didn’t know, but for all he did know was that the bloody Americans could keep it. Grasslands, swamps, and mountains all in abundance. He was a man who enjoyed nature, but this was utterly ridiculous!
Now he was slowly walking his horse through a thick patch of mud when the sound of a hundred thundering hooves struck the ground in the field across the river on the other side.
“Who’s horses are those,” the duke asked his guide who was a few feet ahead of them.
“Those horses belong to one of Miss Black’s wild herds, with the way they are moving I bet she isn’t that far behind. She picks two of em’ a year for training and breeding into her father’s breeding stock. She’s young but she’s got a great breeding plan.”
“Miss Black?” the duke echoed.
“Yes, sir. We’ve been traveling on Black Creek land for the past few days; I figured that’s where you was wanted to go.”
“It is,” he said slowly. But Ms.
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