“Mister
Turner, good evening sir,” she said haughtily, giving Archie a half curtsy.
He
bowed low in return. He was a Marquis’ son, but he was a second son and she was
a daughter of a duke. Both unmarried, she outranked him.
“I
never leave London, it is true, but I would have loved to visit Annabelle.” She
repeated, daring him to contradict her again.
Archie
would usually have ignored any attempt of hers to bait him, yet tonight she was
succeeding without barely trying.
“How
can you say that you would have loved to venture to Scotland when you never
even visit Hampshire in the off season?” he asked with a raised eye brow.
“That’s only because...” Victoria began to
explain until John cleared his throat, stopping her mid sentence.
Victoria
sighed loudly, what could she say? Her father took his long time mistress to
their country estate every off Season and her mother and Victoria stayed in
London. It was common enough knowledge that he had a mistress but no one knew
just how much time their father spent with her. How could she tell Archie why
she couldn’t leave London if John didn’t want them to know?
“You
are right Mr. Turner, how remiss of me to forget how shallow I am.”
Annabelle
gasped but Victoria ignored her, focusing instead on Archie. Although most of
the time she hated him, the other small part of her loved their exchanges. No
one saw her as more than a wealthy Duke’s daughter, to be caught for marriage
and used for her hostess skills and to provide an heir. Those wanting to marry
her included false flattery and flummery in their way of talking to her, Archie
never did either. Even if he did only see her flaws she liked how he treated
her as a person, not as the rich daughter of a Duke.
“Not shallow Lady Dunford, simply focused on
London.” Archie replied, injecting humor into his voice.
Victoria
ignored the tone. She got some perverse pleasure out of sparring with Archie in
public and she wouldn’t be backing down.
“Oh,
self centered now? Even better.” She snorted inelegantly and flushed slightly
in response.
Archie
just smiled at her as though he was agreeing. That annoyed her even more than a
cutting reply.
Victoria
opened her mouth for a blistering rejoinder when Annabelle interrupted.
“How is your brother
Archie?” Annabelle asked, linking her arm with Victoria’s.