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Chapter III and IV

Chapter Three

Awakening

A late morning, a servant of Lankaster delivered a letter home to Templeton.

_ Milady, is a letter for you. There is the emblem of Lankaster.
Rose, the maid of Diana, place the sealed letter on the breakfast tray.
Diana, still sleepy, he mumbled something unintelligible at the maid, but somehow the name of Khristian had penetrated the curtain of sleep in which had fallen just before dawn. He had spent the night in white, thinking about what had happened the night before ashamed of what he requested. He would not have had the courage to face him ever more.

God as she had felt humiliated!
_ My God. _ He said softly. _ What a shame! When
, yawning, he managed to get seated, overcome by curiosity preferred to read the letter before having breakfast and looking at a thousand questions came crowding on his mind. Why
a sealed letter? What was so private that letter? Diana began to have an unpleasant feeling. He broke the seal and the opening and his worst suspicions became reality.
"Dearest Diana,
I suggest you burn this letter after reading it. Do not store
romantically, because what I say is too private.
Forgive me for last night. Forgive me for coming back into your life just to hurt you, but it was never my intention to do with it. God only knows what it cost me not to make love to you, but I'm about to marry another woman and love you would not be the right thing. Meanwhile
you're reading this letter, I am already on the way to Scotland.
I know that I had insured that I would have stayed a few days, but for us it would not be prudent.
I gave Diana.
I sold you and my desire, and then we would have lost both. Do not judge me. I'm in a hell unquenchable Diana, and I will not get worse the situation.
Do not hate me because I love you, and I'll love beyond life itself.
Yours forever.
Khristian. "
Diana, she read the letter repeatedly Khristian not sinking and capacitance of its content, each time more, in despair. Mixed feelings threw lots for his soul. In the end, a desperate awareness prevailed: he had lost. Forever.
_ Damn coward. Cowardly, stupid, and proud ... My God, why oh why? _Imprecò crying.
With a stroke of his hand, knocked the breakfast tray on the white carpet, and buried his face in pillow so stifling her sobs in despair, clutching in his hand the letter of Khristian.
Called by the screams, Rose, rushed into his room.
_Mio Lord God, what happened to you? _Domandò worried. Diana
even heard it, staying with his face sunk in the pillows and body shaking with sobs.
_Vi please my lady, you tell me what happened. _ The begged, approaching and trying to lift it. Leave me alone
_ Rose. Please. Take away the tray and leave me alone. I do not want to talk to anyone and do not want to see anyone. _Asserì with staring, turned to one of the windows.
_Milady can not see you so upset. This is the point, right? And 'the Viscount?
Rose had always been his only friend and confidant. He knew all the feelings he had for Khristian and often advised her not to delude themselves, because they probably Khristian in those long years, had forgotten her. In that moment came back to the words of his mother: "Do not fool yourself Diana, at this time we will have forgotten you. Khristian're just a little girl and a man with the needs of a man. On his return will need a woman not a girl. "
Things were not going well, but the result was identical. Khristian was no longer his, and perhaps, in retrospect, it was not ever. _ Yes
Rose. This is Khristian. You know, you had all instill reason: it was worth the wait. Marry another. _ said, looking at the waitress with a sad smile and eyes red and swollen from crying.
_Oh lady! I'm really sorry. Now what will you do? _ And seeing her again in tears, hugged her visibly worried. _ know that with me if you want you can let off steam.
_Cosa'd do without you?
_Adesso calm down and rest. Do not refer anyone to our conversation. When you are ready to talk about it, I'll be here.
Rose, smiled sweetly and was about to leave the room, where Diana made her remark.
_Hai became seen as beautiful, Rose? I think I will never forget about him.
_Si Milady is really beautiful. But the world is full of handsome men. I know now that everything can seem difficult, but will milady. Forget it very soon.
_Ne doubt Rose.
remained locked in his room for three days.
Khristian's eyes gave her the torment. The lips, so sexy!
would not have to been able to kiss and could no longer wade into my eyes with love. He had to hide his feelings.
The thing that tore the inside, however, was that perhaps in those beloved eyes would not have been able to read more love.
In those days, would never see anyone with the dishes and trays back into the kitchen still intact.
Solitude helped to mature the decision to leave and move to London permanently.
_Rose, I decided that I'll be moving into town. Khristian, I meant the viscount, will be here in just over fifteen or twenty days and I then I will have to be in London. You decide how to best thing. I rely on you completely.
_How want. I will send someone to clean up the house of your mother. Then prepare your bags and leave.
_Fai as you see fit. My only condition is not here on his return.

Meanwhile, on the road to Wallace Village, Khristian was cursing his bad luck and the bad weather that had them mired once again. If it had not rained so continuously, it would have been in view of the village, but proceeding in those conditions were not reached even half way. Perhaps it was fate, he thought Khristian. Perhaps it would have to go back. But then review the dying eyes of Josh and his decision was strengthened. He would go forward, even if his heart was crying out loudly to return home.


Chapter Four

Scotland

_Inferno and damnation. _Imprecò Khristian.
The weather was relentless, it seemed that the rain was against him.
_ Please James, as soon as possible, stop and ask someone how far it is from here the village of Wallace. At the first inn we stop anyway. I'm sick of being closed in here. _Disse leaning out the window, turning a bedraggled James.
Khristian was going crazy in the closed carriage, despite all the comfort that it could afford, comfortable seats with soft leather and a roomy cabin. The fact was that for more than six days traveling without the rain stopped for more a few minutes and to make matters worse, the storm that was outside was nothing compared to what was stirring within him.
was sick at the thought of leaving without a word, Diana, with only a few miserable lines on a sheet of paper. The
be sure of having disappointed for the umpteenth time, he was unbearable. The weeping and review
imagined those beautiful eyes filled with tears, his face pale as the day they met when he came back and the fact that he alone was responsible made him furious with himself.
She had offered him all of herself and he had said goodbye with a few meager words.
There was a goddamn bastard.
not remember how long did not laugh. He was always angry and too tired even to speak.
Nothing was going the right way.
Nothing was as he wanted since he set foot on this cursed ship, five years earlier.
Once he was sure to be a nice person, always kind, helpful, always cheerful, happy, perhaps, or at least serene. Now he'd become angry, he had become cynical, and certainly not resign himself to the fact that your hands are too gross blood, even though he knew very well that the war was worth the famous saying 'mea mors your life'.
After all, it was better not to load that burden even Diana. You could start a new life when the sun shines again, he Instead he brought only darkness. He deserved a husband who loved her and gave the children making life peaceful.
may be to leave, it was a good decision after all. At least for her.
For him it was always like being maimed, he would not always an important part of himself. The soul. Diana was the one for him.
He had a way to do overtime. Hardly, he got angry with him. He could, with his calm and composure to show him the questions always in a different light, more good, more optimistic. Only she could save it, and only he would have wanted and instead for his own good and to keep their word should give it up.
_ Lord, the first inn is nearby, but the village is at least twenty miles. Using at least one day viaggio._
So saying, James Khristian ripped from his ruminations.
_ Okay James . We will stop at the inn. Tomorrow resume the journey. _Rispose Resigned.
was good horn!
not wait to put an end to the whole thing, but everything seemed to conspire against him.
The next day, even at the cost to walk, would come to that damned village.
supped in a private room in the inn. Soon after, he went into his room to rest. He could count
every bone in his body was so sore and the wound in his side, even if cured, made him an evil of the devil. In any case, I'd rather feel pain than with a good night's sleep disappeared rather than be troubled, restless, spirit. He no longer had terrible nightmares, but his brain also always brooded on the same things.
Despite the exhaustion, the night could not sleep. Diana's face gave him the torment.
Before dawn rose. He walked to the window and opened it looked at the sky. Was clear and starry. Finally! The rain was far Khristian and decided to continue the rest of the way on horseback, with the coach while James would reached with ease.
He dressed, went to the stables and rented a horse. Made arrangements with his driver and drove off.
rode all morning as if it were held by the speed of his life and about noon arrived in sight of the village.
Wallace Village was a small village, perched on a hillock between the green.
He continued until he arrived at a building on which stood a plate depicted with a large white deer. An inn.
rented a room and asked to have water to give a clean up and change clothes before, however, said the information he needed to find Mary.
_Vorrei information. He told the _ innkeeper. _ I came to look for Mrs. Bishop. She moved here about four years. I have some urgent news for you. _Concluse, making him slip on the counter a few guineas.
_ Maybe you talk of the young widow, who moved here from London? _ asked the innkeeper, her eyes glistening of greed.
_Già, seeking her own. Can you tell me where I can find it? _ Camera, disgusted by such blatant greed.
_ Yes you can find in the cottage of the moon. And 'the cottage higher. That is because often at night the moon lights it up and being all white it seems that the moon will not address. From the balconies you can easily see it from here. Poor girl. Remain a widow so soon and with a child not yet born. That damn war has destroyed many families. _Terminò thoughtfully.
Therefore, a child really existed. It was not just rumors.
In this discovery, the heart of Khristian missed a beat. Now also had to protect his nephew and erase the stigma of illegality from the poor innocent. Diana
receded more and more, drying up his heart.
_ Thank you for your information. But I want to send a note to the lady to know when we will receive. You have a few servants who can give me a bit 'of his time? _ asked.
_Beh! It depends. _Disse the innkeeper, with a wink toward the eager Khristian purse.
_ say that these should be enough to find your servant the time for a walk. _Rispose beating two other coins on the counter, and looking at the innkeeper in the eye, he made it clear that she would not have had other and would be very dangerous to ask.
Khristian could be very convincing even with his eyes.
_ I think you will find the time. Write also the card. It will be delivered immediately. _ He assured helpful.
The innkeeper called a boy of about eleven years after Khristian had given him the ticket, the asked the lady to wait at an immediate response.
Then he went to freshen up.

The answer was much more immediate than Khristian would have expected. He would have received that evening for tea time.

waited impatiently for the time of the appointment, sit on the bed in his room at the inn, his mind fixed on Diana. It was still on time. Could still come back to her without any problems. But he was aware that it would.
was divided between Diana and his promise to his brother, would not have lived if he had kept quiet, and if you had done would be condemned to a life without love dry. In any case, it would
was unhappy.
However, Josh had a son and now she had to protect him, not as he had with his brother. He had a great sense of guilt for not being able to save him, but now have the opportunity to repair his fault by taking care of the child.
arrived at the cottage on time, dress neatly, complete with a dark green velvet shirt, immaculate with modest ruffles at the neck and wrists, and a cape, because there even in summer the temperatures were very strict.
He noticed that many during that short trip, their gaze linger sull'orecchino that the left ear and then hung up his whole figure, and there was often wonder in their eyes and perhaps even fear recognizing him as a possible pirate in the service of Elizabeth I, the same who had executed their queen Mary Stuart. Also believe that what they wanted, it left him completely indifferent.
not had time to dismount the door of the beautiful cottage was flung open, opened by a woman in her forties, certainly not good. He passed the reins of his horse to a guy who, given the strong similarity with the waitress, could only be his son.
_ You are the Viscount Lankaster? _Domandò knowing perfectly well the answer, and before answering Khristian moved to get through. _ I pray, the Lord is waiting. _Fece Obsequious, taking coat and gloves that he held out in the street and making a small but cozy living room. Everything was green light from the walls of the tents of the two windows which were of a darker color, but brilliant.
Good. At least it was in color. He thought with cynical humor, referring to the color of her dress
_Accomodatevi. The lady will be suffered by you. _Avvertì leaving the room and closing the heavy oak door.
Khristian, instead of sitting, as he had asked to be a waitress, looked around, noticing that the walls were completely bare and devoid of pictures, but even this did not seem that it buckled under the hospitality of the room, also because a large fireplace was burning a fire crackling merrily. He went to the window overlooking the village and was surprised that the scene he found there.
Going up the hill leading to the cottage, had not noticed anything, was too lost in thought. Think of it, had not seen anything since he left. He had too many thoughts that crowded his mind to bask in the beauty of the Highlands.

_Joshua? _ He called Mary, coming running into the room, to be truthful, not gentlemanly.
The woman's voice behind him collected.
Khristian spun always surprised by the fact that knowing that the viscount was named for him his brother.
looked at each other, Mary was hurt there. He immediately saw the disappointment on the beautiful painted face.
_No lady, I'm sorry. Khristian are not Josh, you see he's ...
_ Dead. _ finished the woman caught by a sudden sadness.
She was very beautiful, she noticed immediately Khristian, tall and graceful, with a physique not exactly slim, but very, very beautiful. His eyes were as blue as the cornflowers and a skin as white as a lily, but the look was not living like that of Diana, was off and almost devoid of expression. It had seemed to catch something when he realized it was not Josh, but it had been a fleeting thing.
"Do not get to make the comparisons now, or will not come out, ". He thought blaming himself.
But he could not help it.
she also had her hair long as blacks and Diana but Mary did not want to dissolve and pass their hands through the silky raven. The mouth then , had a fold sad and sullen, not smiling like that of
had to stop .... That was not Diana, but it was the woman who was to marry. For a minute I think I'm out of his mind. Now, do not just get mad with himself, but he warned as if it were someone else.
would not have been for nothing, easy to forget Diana. She could not wait to embrace.
was absurd to think of cuddling a woman while she was preparing to make a proposed marriage to another.
He walked with a bow and greeted the hostess.
_Io are Mary Bishop, but I suppose you already knew, having regard to your visit. But please sit down. _ invited him pointing to the armchair near the fireplace in front of them.
_ I offer you only my lord, I do not keep alcohol at home. _Terminò, when they were accommodated, he and the chair in front of her on the bench.
_ A tea will be fine lady, grazie._
Mary rang to call the waitress brought tea why.
_Mi surprising that you thought it was Josh. _ He began Khristian. _Pensavo knew that died almost two months now. _Iniziò Khristian without preamble, his eyes fixed on her knowing full well that it was bad manners to stare at people.
Mary, meanwhile, felt that gaze in awe as a predator, very similar in color to those of Josh, but unlike them, to Khristian was devoid of sweetness.
The two brothers were very similar, both in appearance and movements, only the hair color was diametrically opposed; Khristian very black ones, which are associated with the golden ring that hung from the ear, gave her a look ' aura proud and strong, of which Josh was lacking, given the blond hair and its natural sweetness. Made the comparison, it would be like putting a face to the archangel Gabriel and Lucifer, and honestly, she would feel better with the archangel, rather than with the devil in front of him and continued to stare with eyes more green she had ever seen.
He felt embarrassed but had to encourage and sustain a conversation with this stranger if he wanted to know the reason for this unexpected visit.
_ I was aware of the death of two sons of Count Lankaster, but I did not know what they were actually dead. _ said, looking down on their hands clasped in her lap.
_Quindi, have concluded that to come and find you had to be inevitably Josh, who became Viscount my death. _Terminò Khristian for her.
Strange, he thought the meantime, he had expected a shameless woman, and instead found himself in front of a woman who could blush continually before the insistence of his gaze.
_ Yes milord. E ' exactly what happened. _Confermò. _ Not that in recent months may have had much hope, but reading your note I deluded as there was only your first name . _The Shone clear disappointment in his voice.
_Mi sorry. I should write my full name. _ Khristian He apologized sincerely.
The maid knocked and entered carrying with it a tray, which rested on the table placed between the sofa and armchair.
_ Go on Susan, I think the tea . _The Dismissed.
Mary took the kettle and poured the steaming tea into two cups, asking Khristian as preferred.
_ Both sugar and lemon, thank you. _Rispose. Then he took the cup she handed him and began to enjoy what he called an excellent tea Khristian, who preferred not to accompany the pastries with the maid had put in a saucer on the tray.
_Scusatemi if they are away my lord, but m'incuriosisce know the reason for your visit. As I have never tried? _Domandò, avoiding unnecessary turns of phrase.
_ I promised Josh that I would take care of you, ma'am. _ said Khristian like the obvious thing, placing the empty cup on the tray.
_ You promised this? And why? _Domandò with a touch of apprehension.
_ see lady, the last breath of my brother was for you. He asked me specifically to ask for your hand, as there was compromise.
If Mary had come straight to the point Khristian certainly did not fail to do the same with much sincerity, putting it in obvious embarrassment for its clear allusion to what had happened between her and Josh.
_ And who says I should get married milord? _ asked staring with interest your cup of tea. He could just look into his eyes. L 'embarrassed too. Seemed to read it in his heart.
_Lo I suppose, because that will not be easy to grow an illegitimate child alone in a place like this that, however beautiful, seems to have been forgotten by God we are in September and freezes, I can only imagine what should be to spend the winter in this place. Also, if you accepted it, your child would be accepted as a Lankaster and would not be singled out as illegitimate. _Declaration Khristian knowing they got to the point of no return.
By now, Diana was only a chimera. As for the missing already!
_How know my son? _Si Mary waved.
_The Money makes many mouths to sing the Lord and then the scandal that befell upon you five years ago, is hardly a mystery.
_ But my son is something not to know anyone. In any case, if I decide to get married, my son would be the same illegitimate .
_ course, but if I give my name. At that point would be not only legitimate, but inherited the title of count.
Contrary to what was expected, Mary did not seem enthusiastic about his proposal nor a title for his son had turned the eyes of greed.
So, the title was not interested. Perhaps, had made a bad impression of you based on high-society gossip.
_so perfectly well that no one knows who is actually the father of your child, so we would not do no wrong in stating that this is my son.
_But would know you and I, plus my son grow up in a lie. I do not know if this would be the best thing for him.
Silence. You could see he was very disturbed by this proposal. It was not easy as it looked. His reputation in tatters by the scandal had come out and return to the world that 'he had meanly banished and branded as a whore, would be an unlikely and especially if someone had discovered the truth, it would be found again in the eye of the storm, and this time he dragged himself with his son.
_not_ need to make a decision right away. I want you to think very well. We have all the time in the world. Be quiet. I know that you are not under the tutelage of none, who have been dispossessed and driven out of the house as well as a divorced wife, so I do not think I should ask permission to get married to anyone but yourself.
Khristian heard from the lips of those words was like for Mary to receive a punch.
was the reality, though. But while they had all turned their backs, he had come to repair the damage that was done years before.
The wound had
. He realized instantly Khristian. He doth all he knew about her without trying to be delicate. It would have to bite your tongue.
_ I apologize for being too direct lady in reopening old wounds very painful for you, but I want you to know that I am aware of what has happened to you and I do not care .

Here it was again. Read to her soul. He realized immediately that he had hurt. Perhaps, after all, was not as hard as it seemed.
_ Lord, I believe that there should also tell my version. I think, because you're not a good idea of \u200b\u200bhow it happened in reality. I understand that I feel for being a shameless bid to your brother, but I have no other faults.
Suddenly his mind went back to Diana, and how it was offered to him. No, Diana was in love with him and was offered with love, it was a shameless and frankly even Mary thought such a thing. He had made love to his brother because he probably loved him. Would not have given it great wealth or title, so if it had been love was at least infatuation.
_Signora not owe me any explanation. There I believe and I never considered a shameless. The only thing that surprises me is that you have been married soon after our departure. And if my brother had returned?
_Milord, our choices are not always the most just, let alone those that make us more comfortable. _ almost sighed. Never
words were so true to Khristian.
_When discovered she was pregnant to tell Mary _prese _ wrote to Josh, but I never had any response. So I had, of necessity, confess to my mother.
You can imagine what happened. Within a month I was forced to marry my husband, with the idea, and I want to point out that it was my mother, with the idea I said, let me go to caste and to believe that the child she was expecting my husband. But as you already know, my husband is not fooled and I was divorced and the marriage annulled. _Terminò embarrassed.
_ But how could you think that a man of the world as your ex-husband, would not have understood the deception? And how could you think of him believe that his son Josh was his? _Concluse with obvious disapproval.
_ not blame me sir. I had no choice but to marry me or I would have to give birth to my son away and leave it and forgive me if I tell you that I preferred the humiliation I suffered as a result and all these years of suffering, rather than knowing that my child , which was designed to mistake but always with love, had been left to its fate, not knowing no more of him.
course views from this perspective, things were very different.
_Voi loved my brother?
Mary, with tears in their eyes told all his love for the man with whom he shared beautiful moments and intense and was the father of her child. Would not change a comma of what there was between her and Josh, and he doubted that anyone n'avrebbe ever taken place in his heart. Not even the handsome viscount, despite his manly good looks.
Her tears seemed sincere. It was found and had preferred to choose his own suffering, the loss of her son who had conceived with Josh.
_ Madam, I owe you an apology for the lack of delicacy of my words. I realize having embarrassed more than once and had reopened painful wounds, but now I'm here to remedy all the wrongs you have suffered unjustly. Perhaps I misjudged you, but I want you to know that for me that was no longer, and if you agree to marry me to bring back will most complements your reputation. If you decide otherwise I will help ensure that there are also erased the faults that do not actually have.
Anyway, please think seriously about my proposal, not only for your own sake, but especially to your son.
_Grazie milord. Your words are like a balm for my soul, the more that if you're right to say them. I do not know that a judge is no good for me to have a compensation.
_Signora I never thought that you or I would not be here right now. _fini smiling.
Now yes, he was blushing. If you feel prey of his gaze was embarrassing to receive a smile from the man who looked like he had never laughed in his life, was overwhelming.
_ If you are not contrary, I know my niece, Mary. May I call you by name, right?
_Penso, there is nothing wrong with my Lord to call me by my first name. We should be in-laws and then have the mother of your grandchild. I call him now, if you wish.
_Certo I want to see Mary, he is all that remains of Josh.
How strange, thought Khristian, now Mary seemed much calmer than when he arrived. Maybe she accepted his proposal. He was glad of them offered his unconditional support but he hoped fervently that do not agree to marry him.
could not replace Diana with her, as he would never be replaced Josh in the heart of Mary, which is beyond anything even aspired to do.
Mary got up and went to the door to call her maid, and after talking to her, came to occupy its place.
_ Mary Tell me about him. What's his name?
_Si called Anthony. I do not think we need to tell you about my lord, you know how as soon as you catch your eye on him and I can assure you that you will be very surprised. What emerges from his eyes and his heart, and what is in his mind is always on his lips. I believe this openness is a characteristic that has perhaps taken from your family, maybe even from you.
_not_ believe Mary. I just say what I want to know. The sincerity and good features that every human being has died in me along with my brothers. Often, there is nothing to read in my eyes, as well as their noble sentiments. _ ended with bitterness.
_Mi sorry for your brothers and for you my lord. I can imagine what it was to lose them both. _Terminò Mary with compassion.
_ not make the mistake of pity. This is not the kind of feeling I want to inspire people . _Disse Irritated.
There was a slight knock and the waitress came to the invitation of Mary holding the hand of a child of just over four years.
_Vieni my darling, I want to introduce a gentleman.
The child did so, reaching the mother of the race.
Khristian not believe his eyes. Resembled him in an impressive manner. He took his mother's hair color and eye color of Josh. It seemed to be reflected in the past.
_not_ say anything milord. It looks like you, I know. E 'for the hair color; Anthony had been fair, would be the picture of Josh.
_Sei a beautiful little man, you know? _ Khristian said the child, who nodded solemnly. That evening
Khristian stopped for dinner at the cottage. He did not want his nephew to leave so soon and accepted the invitation of Mary. The
was easier to accept the death of Josh now, knowing that a part, was more alive than ever. Anthony was a child awake and lively. He spoke with great propriety of language, and it was surprisingly mature for his age.
After dinner, he left reluctantly. Before leaving, however, made arrangements with Mary.
_ Mary, I wish I raggiungeste soon as possible in my home in York Shire. I would like you to know my father and that could take advantage of the benefits of our name, whatever your answer. Know that I intend to talk to her majesty the queen of your condition. I want to ask you to take under his protection, so you can rifarvi a good reputation. I am sure that I do not deny a pleasure, having risked his life a thousand times for his country.
_Milord, I thank you from the heart. No one had shown good to me for some time. I would like to discuss your proposal to my brother. And 'he guarantees me an income to live decently. Without him, my son and I, we would die. My whole family has turned their backs on me. I owe my brother Michael lives.
_Sentitevi free to extend my invitation to him. When you are in my home we will discuss in depth the issue. And of course talk to your brother. In the meantime I am going to London to plead your cause before his majesty. Then up to you, on the whole issue.
_Milord, but I do not have a means at my disposal in order to arrive at the York Shire. I can not travel on horseback with Anthony.
_ of this do not worry. I will leave the coach with whom I traveled, the inn keeper of the white deer with the coachman. I'll tell him to be helpful. When you're ready to go at your disposal.
_Siete very kind milord. Thank you for everything. Maybe I can reach for the middle of next month. Waiting for my brother every other day.
_Prendetevi as long as you want. We will wait. Now, however, leave immediately. Urgent business requires my presence at home.
_Certo my Lord, do not worry. Thanks again for everything.
_Di nothing Mary. I promised Josh. _Tenne to clarify.
and wearing coat and gloves, came out of the cottage.
He had a strong desire to return home. To return to Diana.
I do not find your return , Diana had said, but he would follow to hell. He realized at that moment that he could not go on without her. It would be like to live without air, and if Mary had agreed to marry him, how he was going to make love with her, and behave like a stranger with Diana?
Even though it was about to fulfill his promise, he did not feel at all relieved, and indeed felt farther and farther afield in quicksand, that soon they would have sucked every bit of life. What a barren existence, would be her! His brother had really asked too much.
organized the departure that evening, as he told Mary and went on horseback to use dl half time was to come before Diana left the York Shire.
He paid the innkeeper for the time it took custody of his carriage and gave James, who had meanwhile arrived, the money to eat and have fun in the days when it would have to stay in Scotland, advising him to be helpful to Mary. Then, came to stores by the innkeeper and galloped off into the night. If the weather had held up well, would come home within two days. Galloped as if all the devils of hell at his heels, traveling at night time to recover. He had said he would be away for twenty days, but would be back in half the time.
During the trip he stopped only to eat and wash and often, the post stations took a fresh horse, to maintain sustained and steady gait. He rode
like a madman until he reached home.
left his horse foaming at one of the grooms and shouting orders to the servants, came to prepare a refreshing bath. After having washed and shaved, dressed and went to Diana.

Who Is Tiffany Granath Married Too

second chapter of "The Promise" dinner

Chapter II

Dinner

An hour later with a landau, Khristian went to get Diana.
not had time to get that Diana ran out. Just like kids. She looked tired though.
wished they could dine quietly, indeed it was because of what he had invited. He had the hope that his presence was able to keep calm for the duration of the meal.
since his return, he could not bear to dine alone with his father and often, in those days, he had risen from the table before you start. He knew that if he found the slightest reason would pour him everything he had into it.
_Sei beautiful Diana. _Affermò Khristian with a smile, while s' walked on land.
_not_ tease, Khris. Are the same as an hour ago. _ pleased retorted Diana.
_Infatti, even an hour ago you were bellissima._ He said, looking straight ahead him.
walked on in silence. There was nothing to say. That's all.
arrived quickly and as soon as they entered the vast atrium of the new Elizabethan house, Lord Thomas, who is waiting for them, Diana greeted with great enthusiasm. Looking
Count Tomas, he noted that immediately Khristian was the portrait of his father. Remained amazed every time he saw them together.
both had the same green eyes, athletic appearance and the same, albeit with some thirty years longer, the count remained in any case a very charming and attractive man.
Lankaster Lord, sought the gaze of her son, and failing to meet him, he was very disappointed.
Diana saw this despair and turned to look Khristian that seemed to be carved in granite face, such was his expression hard and relentless and, from this, including the ill-will, in fact, Khristian covasse inside.
The count took his arm making them the compliments for its beauty and coaching at the table in the large dining room fully furnished in shades of white and gold.
Everything in the room seemed to be on a white cloud hit by a ray of sunshine. The table was richly as if the Queen herself, and she would have dinner. Count the
I move the chair and made her sit on his right. He sat at the head table and Khristian sat in front of her, to the left of the count.
The candles, put on the table, made of fine crystal glasses shine the bouquet of red roses and gave off a delicate fragrance now covered by one of the dishes that the waiters are ready to serve.
During dinner, Diana and the Earl conversed amiably on various subjects, enjoying good food served, while Khristian spiluccava, taciturn, the food on his plate, constantly filling his glass with excellent Burgundy.
Diana could not make him share in conversation. The questions she posed, he answered with monosyllables and in spite of Diana seemed jovial was beginning to grieve and do not know how to react. Seeing his embarrassment, the Earl broke the fragile barrier that contains the emotions of Khristian.
_not_ try to do the impossible Diana. _Disse Of a sudden the count. _ My son will not speak, at this table, as long as I will be present.
Diana froze blanching in the face, especially after he turned his gaze to Khristian.
seemed to mask the stone had covered his face and his eyes looked like a lion ready to tear its prey. I sincerely hope you never have to be the cause of that expression.
_ So father, if you know that is so, why do not you retire? _ caustic replies smiling, playing with the cutlery.
_Khristian! _ shouted the count, getting angry. _ You're disrespecting .
Khristian finally looked his father in his face, averting his eyes from the glass that had just drained all in one breath.
_Oh! Hearing. Disrespect to the count. _Lo mocking, sarcastic.
then narrowed his eyes until they become slits and stared at her father standing up and slamming his fists on the table so upsetting the glasses on the tablecloth.
_Voi I speak of their fathers? You had not had none the least for the life of your children? You have them sent to slaughter without the slightest remorse?
words were Khristian a menacing hiss and you could see clearly that trembled with suppressed fury.
_ I do not think that these are topics to be discussed in the presence of a lady. _Replicò Count sitting back, without batting an eyelid.
finally had a reaction from his son. He did not care to tell him what was wrong or what could make him with his words, preferring to anger obstinate silence which was closed when he returned home.
_not_ father diverted the conversation, do not be coward. _Continuò Khristian.
_Ti Khristian Please, do not talk ... _ Diana tried to stop him, in a panic. He had never seen anyone in the throes of so much anger, much less Khristian.
_ How can you ask me to shut up, because when we can no longer get his life together, Diana? _ yelled.
Diana was silent instantly and prepared to witness the fury of a child against a father.
prevented from communicating with his family, forced to remain without a shred of news and _ How can you ask me to be silent, even when your brother was not even two rows of comfort during those long months at sea? No. Diana now shut up. _ snarled.
_How can you expect respect from my father? How dare you just ask? You have any idea how many nights we spent in the storms, not knowing if we would have seen the birth of the new day? Know how many times we have looked death in the face to be pulled at the last minute?
Khristian More and more he spoke his voice rose, until he shouted to his father throughout his despair.
_Ditemi father: you are aware of how many times I found myself in front of a firing squad stranger in these five years? No? I'll tell you. Two. _url.
The first time, my sentence was commuted to thirty blows cat o 'nine tails. I counted its only twelve, then lost consciousness. I woke up adrift on a boat. Shortly after opening his eyes, the horizon appeared a ship. It was Francis Drake. I had a message for him. I had saved for not attract the ire of England, saw the name I bear. If I had been taken after the Catholic Mary Elizabeth had him executed, I would not be here now.
So saying he took off his shirt and showed his back covered with thin scars. There was a small corner that many had not. They had made a mess of his back. Diana and the count could not help but watch and listen to him, both pale in the face, but as Diana's face was furrowed by silent tears, what the count was a mask of composure. Suffering for her son was so desperate and angry that they do not allow to be expressed.
_ The next time, after being caught with Lucas and David, along with nine of our friends, Josh was able to secure a ransom for the three of us and thanks again to my high-sounding name saves us. The others were shot one by one in front of our eyes. Drake himself, that time, jeopardized his life and that of his crew for us.
Silence. Oppressive and unnatural silence followed those stories until Khristian not picked up their strength to continue.
_Volete know, how your children are dead, father? _Continuò as a flood that sweeps away everything and everyone, regardless of the damage caused. But he could not stop. Could not.
_David was torn by a cannon shot. I did not understand members who were part of his body or that of others. Instead, Josh was different. _Khristian not screaming anymore. His account was now a barely audible whisper. _Dopo the explosion, fell a part of the main mast on his chest, crushing the chest and breaking his back. _Khristian looked at her father's suffering, as if he felt the pain that had fallen to Josh. _ father has died in an inferno. It was you to send it to us. He wanted to prove his worth. He repeated the same phrase at the end of every battle, who do you think Khristian, our father, now, will be proud of us? We are covering the name of honor Lankaster and glory. I can not complain now. Capita father? He was there to please you. You wanted the real men? Well, now you have two men dead and a filibuster murderess.
Want to know why a father's murderess? Because after being struck, I ordered the bloody capture of the English galleon, and not to take prisoners. When we were able to attack and capture the damn ship, with a picture of David Lucas in the eye and killed thirteen soldiers and two officers, until a musket not stopped me, piercing his side.
Khristian now seemed to speak to no one in particular. His eyes were lost and those who fall prey to a delusion of lucid insanity. He sat down and cried more. He was sciorinare his account with cold clarity.
_ The next day, wounded in body and spirit, and what was left angry because English crew, thanks all'intromissione Drake, had been spared, I wanted to meet him on deck and after learning that the gun that killed David Lucas was alive and among them, not content with settling for poor shreds, I ordered it to be immediately shot. He gave me a coward because I did not have the guts to kill myself. The contented before finished speaking, shooting straight between the eyes.
see father? _ said then, as if coming to himself. _not_ longer a sissy like you loved apostrophe. I am the commander Lankaster, The relentless. I was honorably discharged, I have accumulated all this wealth do not know exactly how much, but I am and I am a cold-blooded murderess.
May God have mercy on your soul's father, because my, I've had to throw it to hell.
said she got up and went away, slamming the door.

Diana and the count remained speechless and motionless for several minutes. There was nothing to say at a moment like that. Each word was misplaced.
Khristian behavior, however, demanded an apology. Diana
_Vi ask forgiveness, not to have stopped in time, indeed, for it provoked. I never imagined how much resentment could bring. But I prefer this anger, hatred, perhaps, to his indifference.
I know I should talk to him before this evening and let him vent his grief, but I am not able to. I know his reactions even before he thinks. We are not only identical in appearance, we also have the same stubbornness, the damned proud when we hurt and we close in on ourselves to explode at a later time with much more vehemence.
I know exactly what has passed. I have also been at war. I did not want my children should live.
I knew that the Navy would teach them a little 'discipline, but they chose piracy. The sea
yes, but on their terms. Not I wanted to take part in a war, and tried to stop it but to no avail.
When Elizabeth had Mary executed, I quickly realized that things could not get worse. Philip II of Spain did not bowing his head to such an affront. I then went to the Queen to try to get them back to England.
In April last year, however, under the direct command of Drake, Khristian, Lucas, Josh and David, along with a few other chosen men, distinguished for bravery and patriotism, burning in the bay of Cadiz entire English fleet. Thus it was confirmed British naval supremacy and commercial, so that, at that point, the queen would not let me have them return because they considered it essential companies for future pirates.

"They are items of exceptional value that our country can not help it.
We intend to give to your son Viscount, one of the best English ships because n'assuma the command, assuming that will take away their relatives and friends. We are also sure it will be a good crew, which will test the nerves of the English galleons. He had never seen such harmony between men like the one that binds your children and Viscount Templeton. Offset each other and complement each other. Drake himself has praised them in front of us, praising their communication skills and combative. This ability, coupled with a hundred mouths of fire which is fitted to the vessel, will make them dangerous. Your honored name of my lord, you will play for glory. ".

_ With these words, and with the promise that he would not have happened at all that she could avoid, I sent him home. For the first time in twelve years, I'm glad Khristian's mother is dead. I do not think that would bear so much pain now, nor could forgive me for pushing him to leave.
You could see clearly the suffering in the facial features of the count, as he told this episode and the sad resignation that could be seen in his tone, gave voice perfectly.
_Vi apologize for Khristian have separated from you. I did not know of your intention of getting married, but now that he is back you can do it if you wish.
Diana wanted to scream at those words.
not know whether to cry or try to keep some 'restraint.
After two long sighs, however, decided to respond.
_ not apologize to me. Khristian said nothing that I would not have wanted to hear. For him, I think it was a liberation. I'm sure, though, that you should talk again my lord. That this evening, from my point of view, is just the tip of the ICE-berg. Put aside your pride and talk to both again. Save your relationship, you who had bestowed them the chance. _ suggested gently shaking hand.
Looking down on somewhere in his flat, Diana continued to speak.
_ As for us and our history, now has no more raison d'etre.
the natural demand for explanations from the story of how Count Khristian Diana was trapped in the promise made to a dying Josh.
_not_ allow it, Diana. It's the last thing I do. I will not let it ruin your life. Marriage is too important. It can not be with a woman at least if not you respect. Also, if Khristian is in love with you, do not bear to be with another woman.
_Lasciatelo be my lord, if he can not to keep his promise because of you, not only we will not be happy all the same, but you will have something more to make you forgive, and then today nobody marries for love. Everything is a matter of interest. _Terminò Diana resigned.
The count seemed older than his sixty years.
seemed that he had aged suddenly.
_Vado to seek my lord. I want to talk to him. Excuse me. _Disse getting up and leaving one of the great doors of the hall.
_ Go Diana, go ahead. Khristian needs you more than he can imagine.
The count looked at her out, promising himself that in one way or another would make them marry.
He walked into his office and sKhrisse a brief letter, sealed with wax. Called a valet handed it to him because it was delivered with the highest priority in the court of London to the Queen Elizabeth.

Diana was sure the place you look Khristian.
went out in the gardens of the great house and walked in the orchard.
He knew that he would have found under the big cherry.
always met there with children, especially in the period in which flourished. I climbed from small to have the impression of being on a cloud.
The smell was intoxicating and the gardens surrounding the clear moonlight made it possible to walk safely in the dark, without dangerous obstacle.
walked a couple of minutes before reaching the cherry.
arrived at the big tree, however, Diana saw no one and was disappointed that he realized that perhaps Khristian not remember their meetings under those branches.
When he turned to go back, but Khristian spoke to her from the tree.
_Note that old habits are hard to morire._ observed jumping down.
_Khristian You scared me! _ exclaimed confused. _ I was hoping
raggiungessi._ The confessed.
was dark, but the rays of the moon lit up the branches that pierced the traits of both.
_Ti I apologize for that I've said before dinner. _Disse taking her hand and holding it to his face. _not_ I wanted to raise my voice with you, let alone make you share my outburst, or the spectacle of bad taste that has my back.
_not_ to apologize, you do not need to apologize to me. _Ribadì Diana gently patted his shaggy beard made his face barely visible. _Sai that you can talk with me about everything. Although we can not be together in the future, we have been in the past. Your back, however, is not a show of bad taste. indelibly remain in me. prefer, but having seen the scars they know you are buried infuse ocean.
If you want to talk to me you know you can do it, you can always trust me, Khristian. I'll always be here for you, as a friend or what role you want, because I love you. _Confessò Limpidly Diana.
_not_ say that. I do not want to make you my lover, even if you as a friend not enough . _Sussurrò Kissing the palm and the inside of the wrist.
_ Khristian Please, make love to me. Even just for once give me memories that I can warm the heart, when I have the greatest need. _ pleaded not believe Diana, her first, she had uttered the words that had escaped from his mouth. These
few sincere words kindled a desire in Khristian putting it in conflict with itself, and this was not a battle that could be missed.
_not_ ask this Diana. _Disse cuddle. _not_ want to condemn you to shame. Resist even imagine what it costs, but after that you would be if I would only make you mine?
_Sarei the happiest woman in the world because I learned to love in the arms of the man I always loved. Please Khristian, makes love to me. Do not make me regret for not having ever had just for one night. _E
you do not make me prick the conscience for a lifetime. I can not Diana. _The said angrily to himself and absurd situation that had arisen. I do _not_ love with you. It would be unfair. God knows what you would if I could. But we can not Dini. You would have everything to lose. Do not let me have the weight of your destruction on his conscience. Do not tempt me. Do not ask again. _Ribadì squeezing gently. _ I do not ever have to decline as a woman so desirable you are. But you know my true motivations, Diana? _ asked her holding her face in her hands, while a ray of moonlight reveals the features.
Diana closed her eyes. Do not think he could be able to look at him after he offered without hesitation, even begging. I wonder if Khristian believed the shameless?
_Guardami Dini, I need to know that you understand me.
Diana opened her eyes and staring intensely moved his head making a denial.
_not_ understand you, but I accept your decision, if that's what you want. Will never go back on the subject. Looking
, Khristian saw the most beautiful woman he had ever had the honor of knowing and innocence with which she had offered him was not only excite tenderness beyond all limits.
that skirmish was better not or would satisfy Diana and himself under that cherry tree.
_Cara small, stubborn Diana. Do not ever contradict. Do not lie to me and to yourself. Return to this subject until I surrender, but will not happen this time. It 's too important for me your happiness. One day you'll thank me for this.
_Ne doubt it. _ whispered more to herself than to Khristian that, after giving her a chaste kiss on the mouth, holding her hand, her back home.
Diana, she felt ashamed. Khristian had resolutely refused.
_Vorrei Khristian return home. _Disse flushed.
Khristian could understand his embarrassment. It was offered to him and was rejected.
Only a fool would do something so stupid and would rather just one villain, dishonored.
knew to be both things, but he hoped that the insane were to prevail for a while '.
aware that they can not sell them without Starla too close, he took his decision. Would leave the next day. In fact now.
_Ti accompany you home immediately. I prepare the land.
Khristian _not_ bother, I'd rather walk. Alone. _ Clare.
_ You'll want to play? I'm already past eleven at night. Do not let you go alone. _Ribadì Khristian.
_To Khristian please, let me go. _ Diana begged him to tears the next.
_ If you want me to accompany you, let me he drove at least some servant. _search to convince her while returning home.
_ do not understand their own, right? Stand around alone. I do not want either you or someone else in tow. I have walked our path alone since I was just six years. I do not think anything can happen. You've made your decisions. Now, I'll take mine.
After this outburst, he turned and left him in plaster in the lobby, in front of impassive Dickinson, the butler, went through the door that had just been opened and left.
Khristian looked set off, shocked but also amused. It was not changed from what he remembered. Well! Not precisely, no. It was very more stubborn and had a fabulous body.
his body's reaction was immediate and took him by surprise. Some anatomical part, apparently, did not seem to agree with his head on the implications of the decision not to have sex with Diana.
_Dickinson, is prepare my things. I'll be away about twenty-five days. Then, is also preparing the new carriage. Notify me everything will be ready soon. Leave immediately for Wallace Village, Scotland. _ ordered.
_Sì milord. _ said the butler.

Khristian went into his chambers and decided to write a short letter to Diana. The had at least an explanation. He lay on the bed rest for a few hours before departure, but did not come to terms with his weariness. He fell asleep and woke up only when his servant not seeing him coming, he went to call him.
It was almost dawn.
He washed quickly and changed clothes and went without breakfast as if the devil at his heels.
The count watched him go out the window asking for forgiveness in his heart for the trials to which it was subjected, even by him.
Before getting into the carriage, Khristian, instinctively turned to her window and saw him. Not the least obeisance made, but casually entered the carriage and ordered the driver to leave. When
the carriage disappeared from view, allowed the count to a solitary tear run down her face, and with a gesture of anger, dried.
_not_ let you marry her and ruin your life Khristian. I'll do anything to prevent it.