CHAPTER SIXIt was with a very heavy heart that Lilliana climbed into Lord Farringdon’s phaeton the next day.
Only the previous evening she had overheard her parents having a terrible row about the wedding.
“She has made a great sacrifice for you, William,” she heard her mother say.
Lilliana had awakened the next day, hoping that her father would tell her that everything would be all right and that she would not have to marry Lord Farringdon after all – but he refused to even look her in the eye over breakfast.
At Carstairs House Lord Farringdon was busy and so Mrs. Lock escorted her into the morning room where a seamstress was patiently waiting for her.
A lump rose in Lilliana’s throat as she was handed ten samples of white silk to choose from for her wedding gown. It was all she coul
