Charlotte took Isabel’s other hand and began to slap at the palm. “Isabel you have to wake up. Marcus was so scared. He’s now en route back to London to get your parents.”
Penelope’s gasp set Laethan to laughing, then Charlotte and Penelope began to laugh as well. Isabel’s maid entered the room tsk-tsk-ing the two ladies. “His lor’ship gets the devil from you ladies,” Maeve said.
“Deservedly so, Maeve,” Charlotte said, “You haven’t known him as long as we have.”
Laethan loved the closeness they had as a family, envied it, and longed to be a part of it. All his life, he’d had a difficult time feeling truly close to anyone. He loved his cousins, but didn’t have this type of relationship with them.
"Yes, Isabel, you were finally able to separate him from Cousin Goose Feathers," Penelope s
