Epilogue
Two Weeks later…
Redmond woke to a white Christmas covering the grounds of his ancestral home. Harriet lay in his arms, still sound asleep. He almost couldn’t believe how easy it had been to deal with Halifax’s death. The magistrate had set aside the papers Halifax had sent him, and Harriet had been awarded Halifax’s estate in its entirety since he’d had no heirs. Harriet had made mention of converting the home into a fencing school, and Redmond had agreed it was an excellent idea.
He slipped from the bed and crossed to the window while he pulled his dressing gown on. The snow stretched out as far as the eye could see, all the way to the cliffs and the deep, icy blue waters beyond. For the last seven years, the winters here had been cold and depressing. But now everything was d
