"Excuse me, your grace," Emelisse murmured, distracting him as her blue eyes gazed up at him and he had no option but to nod and watch in dismay and pure fury as she took that stupid man's arm, starting a steady stroll along the gravel path. It practically hurt inside him as he watched the two walk away.
"Do you know your aunt is throwing a ball to celebrate your arrival?" Benedict's mischievous voice distracted Maxwell and he blinked at him, completely thrown by this latest piece of news.
"Pardon?" He scowled, searching for his aunt. His eyes spotted her chatting breezily with Lady Featherstone at their camp where the entire family was gathered. He knew it. She wasn't going to sit and accept his decision not to get married with a grain of salt. And could he even blame her? She just w
