|Subject: Chapter 3 An English Love
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Date Posted: Wednesday, April 05, 11:43:40am
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“Mama? Why are we leaving home?” Nikita asked curiously. Madeline had been trying to prepare her young child for her trip to Bath. She did not explain the real reason for going. However, she did tell Nikita that she would have to behave like a lady like she had been taught.
“We are going to meet some friends of ours. They have two boys that you will meet,” Madeline explained to her young child.
“Can I play with them like I do with Gray?” She asked excitedly. Madeline smiled at her child. Nikita had such a strong spirit for life.
“No, my dear. You must be a nice young lady like Mama taught you to be.” Madeline hugged her daughter and tried to relax her for their long trip to Bath.
Paul watched his wife and daughter. He did wish that his daughter could have her choice among suitors and be allowed to fall in love with a respectable man of her choice. Unfortunately, that option did not fall into the cards. He had many responsibilities to his family and the people who lived on his estate. He closed his eyes as they continued their journey.
They reached Bath and traveled through the beautiful countryside. Lady Adrian was a first cousin to the King of England. She was wed to the Lord George Samuelle of Bordeux in France. The arranged marriage was known throughout all of England. Their combined wealth and status almost made them more powerful than the King of England. The Kind wished this alliance in order to have good relations between France and England. Although Lady Adrian and George were not in love, they did manage to produce three children.
Their eldest was Michael. He was a beautiful, strong boy who was the pride of his father. He sent his son to the best schools and also taught him how to use a sword. Michael was strong and had a bright personality. He was quiet, yet made his points clear. He was full of conviction and he understood his place among his powerful family. He knew his personality intimidated people including his instructors and servants. He was not a mean-spirited individual, just completely focused. He was very smart and his intelligence and capacity for learning captivated his instructors. He spoke three languages at the age of thirteen and was learning his fourth.
Seymour was the complete opposite of his brother and he was very attached to his mother. He was more artistic and favored painting and stage plays. He loved to read and hear poetry by his mother. He did not prefer sword fighting, but rather stay at his mother’s side and enjoy quiet time in her study.
Their daughter Angela was about Nikita’s age. She was very girly and enjoyed tea time with her mother. She loved to talk and tell stories. She and her older brother Michael, had a very close relationship. Michael was very playful, yet protective over his little sister. She had a wild imagination and he worried about how it would affect her as she got older.
Lady Madeline and Paul arrived at the beautiful Samuelle estate. It had extensive grounds and the manor was magnificent. It was breathtaking and the grounds were excellently kept. Nikita looked at the big house she was going to and opened her mouth. She had never seen a home bigger than hers.
The servants welcomed the family and ushered them to their rooms. As Nikita was going up the stairs, she saw a little boy with eye spectacles drawing a picture inside one of the rooms. She smiled at him and paused in the doorway. He looked up at her with a quizzical brow.
“Nikita!” Her mother called. Nikita looked at her with a surprised face. “Child, you must stay with me. Do not leave my side.” Nikita nodded in understanding.
She followed her mother to their bedchambers. Nikita’s room was attached to her parents.
Her mother kneeled down to her and said, “Now, Nikita. You are going to stay here with Paulette. Your father and I have very important matters to discuss with the people who live here. You must stay in your room until we call for you. Okay?
Nikita nodded at her. “But Mama? When can I play?”
Madeline shook her head and smiled at Nikita. “Not now my dear. Paulette can play with you in your room. You must act like a lady now. No playing at this home. It is not your house. I love you, my Niki” Madeline hugged her and joined Paul in the hallway.
Nikita looked at her nanny and sighed. “Paulette, I do not want to be a lady. I want to play and go outside. Whose house is this?”
Paulette replied, “Someone very important and you must do what your mother asks.” Nikita was just plain confused. She sat on her bed and played with her doll. She wanted to go home soon. She missed Gray and her horse.
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