she continued
before she could. “Kennedy is depressed, did you know that? When she left here
this morning, there were circles under her eyes. I realized that as a newly
bonded couple there would be little sleep, but it didn’t look like that.”
“What do you mean?” Samuel decided to
ignore the reference on why they had little sleep and concentrate on why she thought
it was different. “By the way, do you know where she works when she leaves here
or, for that matter, where she lives? I don’t want her out alone so long as
father is in the area.”
“I don’t. She never mentioned it to me
other than today. She told me that she wasn’t going to leave the people that
had given her a place to stay in a lurch. The poor girl seemed to think you’d
have a fit when you found out.” Samuel shifted on his seat but said nothing. He
had been upset with her at first, but he could see that she had work ethics. “The
sale of the horses bothered her, did you know that?”
“Her grandmother told me that her father
left them to her. She said that some of them are prized champions.” His mom
nodded. “But there’s something else, isn’t there? What do you know?”
Instead of telling him, she said something
else. He felt like she’d given him the keys to something great when she
suggested that he woo her. And not only that, but to make her a partner in his
life and not to treat her like her father had treated her. “She’s not like me,
thankfully. She’s got a backbone and not afraid to use it. But right now she’s
been overwhelmed by us all and made to do something that has taken a great deal
from her. Kennedy believes you only married her for the estate.”
Butler came into the room then with his
wife and the laptop. Brigitte was smiling at him as she pointed to the screen. There
in front of him wasn’t a smallish house like he’d envisioned, but a castle,
including a drawbridge.
“The original laird asked the
townspeople if they’d not tell anyone that there was a castle there. He
explained to them that if the neighboring lands knew of it, they’d come and
rape and pillage the village in an attempt to take the castle. They all voted
and decided that he was correct, and they started calling it a manor. Rose, the
name of the manor, was the laird’s wife. There is a large rose garden in the
back with her first roses in it.” Brigitte moved the cursor to the next
picture. “There are orchards there as well, brimming with all sorts of fresh
fruit in the summer and fall. And see here, there are the paddocks. Kennedy
said that the house sits on five thousand acres including the town. Which she
told us you now run too.”
He was handed a packet of photos, and
they all shared what each one represented. There were pictures of the trees in
full bloom, as well as two with Kennedy riding the horses through the fields. Better
pictures of the house and grounds too, with the grounds all neatly trimmed and
cleaned in the foreground. Samuel was overwhelmed by what he was seeing.
He looked at the Internet and found out
that the house had nineteen bedrooms and ten baths on the upper floor alone.
There was a kitchen that could be used to serve over a thousand guests, and had
several times over the years. Many times over the years the house had been home
to many battles, and the house used as a makeshift hospital. It told how Kennedy’s
father, the Earl of Lambton, had brought the house from near ruin forty years
ago and also made the town prosperous.
“She lived there.” His mom nodded at
him. “I thought that she needed me to care for her, to make her…I don’t know…have
things I could provide for her. But she…she has all this.”
“No, Samuel, you both do if you’ll allow
her.” He looked at the pictures and then back at his mom. “You’re overwhelmed.”
“No shit.” She laughed at him, and so
did Brigitte. “I’m sorry, but…how does this make me a lord? This is her family.
I’m just…just a guy
before she could. “Kennedy is depressed, did you know that? When she left here
this morning, there were circles under her eyes. I realized that as a newly
bonded couple there would be little sleep, but it didn’t look like that.”
“What do you mean?” Samuel decided to
ignore the reference on why they had little sleep and concentrate on why she thought
it was different. “By the way, do you know where she works when she leaves here
or, for that matter, where she lives? I don’t want her out alone so long as
father is in the area.”
“I don’t. She never mentioned it to me
other than today. She told me that she wasn’t going to leave the people that
had given her a place to stay in a lurch. The poor girl seemed to think you’d
have a fit when you found out.” Samuel shifted on his seat but said nothing. He
had been upset with her at first, but he could see that she had work ethics. “The
sale of the horses bothered her, did you know that?”
“Her grandmother told me that her father
left them to her. She said that some of them are prized champions.” His mom
nodded. “But there’s something else, isn’t there? What do you know?”
Instead of telling him, she said something
else. He felt like she’d given him the keys to something great when she
suggested that he woo her. And not only that, but to make her a partner in his
life and not to treat her like her father had treated her. “She’s not like me,
thankfully. She’s got a backbone and not afraid to use it. But right now she’s
been overwhelmed by us all and made to do something that has taken a great deal
from her. Kennedy believes you only married her for the estate.”
Butler came into the room then with his
wife and the laptop. Brigitte was smiling at him as she pointed to the screen. There
in front of him wasn’t a smallish house like he’d envisioned, but a castle,
including a drawbridge.
“The original laird asked the
townspeople if they’d not tell anyone that there was a castle there. He
explained to them that if the neighboring lands knew of it, they’d come and
rape and pillage the village in an attempt to take the castle. They all voted
and decided that he was correct, and they started calling it a manor. Rose, the
name of the manor, was the laird’s wife. There is a large rose garden in the
back with her first roses in it.” Brigitte moved the cursor to the next
picture. “There are orchards there as well, brimming with all sorts of fresh
fruit in the summer and fall. And see here, there are the paddocks. Kennedy
said that the house sits on five thousand acres including the town. Which she
told us you now run too.”
He was handed a packet of photos, and
they all shared what each one represented. There were pictures of the trees in
full bloom, as well as two with Kennedy riding the horses through the fields. Better
pictures of the house and grounds too, with the grounds all neatly trimmed and
cleaned in the foreground. Samuel was overwhelmed by what he was seeing.
He looked at the Internet and found out
that the house had nineteen bedrooms and ten baths on the upper floor alone.
There was a kitchen that could be used to serve over a thousand guests, and had
several times over the years. Many times over the years the house had been home
to many battles, and the house used as a makeshift hospital. It told how Kennedy’s
father, the Earl of Lambton, had brought the house from near ruin forty years
ago and also made the town prosperous.
“She lived there.” His mom nodded at
him. “I thought that she needed me to care for her, to make her…I don’t know…have
things I could provide for her. But she…she has all this.”
“No, Samuel, you both do if you’ll allow
her.” He looked at the pictures and then back at his mom. “You’re overwhelmed.”
“No shit.” She laughed at him, and so
did Brigitte. “I’m sorry, but…how does this make me a lord? This is her family.
I’m just…just a guy
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