Chapter Nine
London
Arkwright Town House
Oxford Street
"I pray, do tell me my Lord, how is it like at the overseas?" Edward looked back at the lady in his arms as they swayed around the dance floor.
"Oh. Different. Very different." Was his only reply as he turned to look at the lady who has held his attention all night. His Annalise. He could hardly wait to get to dance with her, look into those eyes again, hold her in his arms. His friends had been right, she has grown into an even more beautiful woman than he had thought she would.
He still could not believe his luck. He, Edward Lancaster, was in a ball, in the same room with the lady he has loved all his life, was on the same dance floor with her and in no time, would hold her in his arms. It felt too surreal to be true.
The invi
