Then she recalled the Viscountess’s words.
He would eventually require an heir to carry on the ancient title and the legacy of the Denholme lineage and he would also need as his wife someone whose blood was as blue as his.
His marriage would be a great occasion whenever or wherever it took place.
Because it hurt Neisa so much to think about the Marquis, she forced herself to ignore her own troubles and focus on Carol’s.
“What you must do, darling, is to try to spend your money in a way where it will do good to other people.”
“My Papa has already thought of that. He has built schools in all sorts of unlikely places and, just before I left, he was contemplating financing a University.”
“Quite right! That is exactly what he should do!” cried Neisa.
“So you see,” Carol replied in a gl
