Dear Interested Parties,
Today’s topic: The betrothal of G— St . V—, the future M— of S—
In my last post, I outlined the terms of my latest wager: that I would have G— St. V—t, the future M— of S— betrothed in a fortnight to a gel of my choosing.
Alas, we are halfway to this self-imposed deadline and my quarry (both of them) are proving particularly stubborn despite the fact that they were caught in a most compromising situation, which in normal circumstances would spell a special license and a wedding posthaste.
Both parties claim all innocence. Of course.
Society matrons have called for their immediate marriage. As expected.
As for me? I consider myself somewhat of a progressive mind, yet even I blushed upon (accidentally, of course) overhearing their private, albeit muffled, conversation, which I must admit was quite damning.
And that’s saying quite a lot coming from me. Considering the things I’ve seen…the things I’ve done…
…but I digress.
Here are a few of the key statements overheard (the lady speaks first):
“Can I touch it?”
“Oh, my. It’s really soft, but at the same time, so hard. Like marble, but warmer.”
“Mmm. Yes. I’ve been told that before.”
“I love the way it feels.”
“Do you stroke it often?”
“Won’t that ruin it?”
Mumbling. Perhaps, a groan.
“Try harder, D—.”
See? Quite incriminatory.
Truthfully, I don’t relish winning in this manner. I want to earn my successes… through my own machinations.
Fortunately, my prey seem bent on allowing their reputations to crumble rather than be forced to marry.
Never fear, dear readers, I have prevailed over narrower odds than this before, and I shall do so once again. Despite their reluctance, I proclaim they will be betrothed in a week. Of their own accord. Without pressure from society and questionably compromising situations.
Now that I have you all anxiously anticipating all the juicy particulars—please be aware, I am chronicling everything, and I vow you shall have the full details of this whirlwind courtship available to you before the end of the year.
Lady Harriett Ross
I’m just an old woman with opinions. On everything.
Harriett Ross is a delightful secondary character who appears in every book of Amy Quinton’s Agents of Change series. She is the Marquess of Dansbury’s beloved aunt and is looking to create her own spin-off series of match-making tales. For now, you can find her in any one of the Agents of Change books, including the wildly popular: What the Marquess Sees.
Read more about this and other stories in the Agents of Change series here.