“It is a vast responsibility, my Lord,” Rosanna replied. “As you know, I have only recently inherited Donnington Hall, which is half the size of Melton, but I am already beginning to appreciate what will be involved.”
Lord Melton slipped his hand under her arm, turned her round and led her back across the turret roof to the south side.
He pointed out towards the misty distance.
“There is the river that borders our two estates. And if you look over to the left, just behind that fine clump of oak trees is the Racecourse your late great-uncle built. As you say, Lady Rosanna, a great responsibility, especially for a young lady.”
He gazed down at her fine featured face, the rose colour in her cheeks and the blue of her eyes matching the sky above.
Little tendrils of fair hair had escaped t
