“ What is this?... This is... Why do you want me to explain your mothers' letter?” He asked, Ann, noticed he recognised it was her mothers' without even reading the paper.
“ It is not mine, I found it in the blue salon,” Ann said.
“ I did not know her grace was acquainted with Jan... I mean the late Lady Liverbert” He said, opening the letter to glance through it.
Ann watched as his expression changed, he looked alarmed, hurt and disappointed all at once. Ann could almost feel his pain... It was true... All Ann needed now was his word of affirmation. He walked to his table, sat down and lowered his face on the palm of his hands.
“ Is it true?... ” Ann asked already knowing his answer.
“ Good evening my lord, apologies for my tardiness,” Lady Liverbert said entering the room with a mai
