Charlotte whispered through her smile as they descended into the great hall. “I believe you, and so does Penny. We have and always will, protect and defend you, as I know you’d do the same for us.”
Miss Olivia laughed at something her brother said, and her tittering made Isabel want to grind her teeth.
“My devotion to our family, and to you, does not extend to your brother though. Who told me earlier that what he and Goose Feathers do is none of my business.”
“That’s what he told me when I tried to talk to him, too,” Isabel lamented. “I’ve started a letter to mama, and am planning to add my observations of them to it. Perhaps mama can send me some advice, or even send him a note. He needs to think of his position, his future, and not this… disingenuous tart who has succeeded in burying
