Chapter 23
“Kit,” Julien said blankly, staring at the man who came to the door. The resemblance between all three brothers was strong, with Kit’s features being slightly more patrician.
“I have proof of my identity,” he replied mildly, as if he’d been asked before.
Julien was unable to reply, but Cordelia managed to speak as if there was nothing unusual about the situation. “Completely unnecessary. You are quite the image of your father and grandfather.”
“You knew my father?” Kit looked surprised.
“Only a little. His cousin, the daughter of the late earl, was married to my brother.”
Kit nodded slowly. “And you are…?”
“The Viscountess Carysfort. This is my nephew, the Earl of Blackstone.”
Something flickered across the strong, even features, but it was gone too quickly to identify.
