31. One final shudder
A heady cocktail of grief and rage suddenly overwhelmed Louisa and she managed to break free. At this I too made a break for it, and charged at Grey, fists clenched. But we stood no chance against two armed men. Grey brought his g*n up, and directed it at us. Sir Magnus brought his sword down and touched the tip against Louisa’s back, who was now kneeling, cradling her dead father like a child.
“Come now, my dear, cheer up. It is your wedding day, you should be full of the joys of spring. If the betrothal does not lighten your heart, then perhaps the honeymoon will, we‘ve booked you a room at a charming place called Holloway prison,” he said chuckling with mock sincerity, before turning to Grey. “Take her Vaughan, and see she does not escape again, I’ll take our fr
