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Subject: Chapter 9

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Date Posted: Monday, April 10, 09:03:34am
In reply to: Jacqueline 's message, "An English Love" on Tuesday, April 04, 04:30:41pm

The sound of swift swords meeting each other was apparent in the large courtyard of the Samuelle estate. Colonel Smith loved fencing with Lord Michael. He had such graceful, yet powerful sword skills that he had never seen in any man. Michael had gone to military school. After he graduated, he traveled abroad to many place in Europe where he picked up much knowledge and acquired cast understanding of the word around him.

Brighton Smith was Michael’s closest friend and at times he envied Michael. Michael was kind in nature, but he was fully aware of his status and he made the perfect gentleman. He was a loyal friend and extremely protective of his family, especially his younger sister. He had great respect for his father and mother. Michael had grown into an extremely handsome man. There was some beauty in him with his emerald green eyes and his long silk hair. He had a muscular body that seemed similar to the Greek statues of the Gods. He fit his position to the definition. Michael did have a lot of pride, but he expressed it extremely well.

Michael also had a bit of a wild side to him. He knew that women fell at his feet and often took advantage of it. He had been in love once with a young girl named Simone de Castille in France. Michael knew of his familial obligations, but was ready to take her as his wife despite the marriage contract. Michael loved her with every breath and was a different person when he was in love.

One night, he found her naked in his bed with his old nemesis, William Jurgen. Michael was furious and them both out. Jurgen was from a good family as well, but always competed with Michael ever since they had been children.

They were friends as children, but it got worse as Michael got older. Michael never o again associated with the man. His heart was permanently damaged from this heartbreak. He swore to never love any female creature again. He hardened himself and considered women to be good for only one reason. Smith hated to see Michael develop this attitude, but there was nothing to break Michael’s cold heart that seemed to harden more as time passed. He developed almost an unemotional countenance. When people observed him, they could swear that he had no heart.

He took many women to his bed and did not care to love any of them. At this point, he had been visiting one woman quite often. Her name was Lisa Fanning. She was the daughter of a lady, but did not have tremendous wealth. They coupled only for physical pleasure, but Michael felt that she may feel something more. He did not mind having a lover for she had her uses.

“Michael,” Smith said. “Let us break for now and get some water.” Michael nodded at his friend and agreed.

They walked over to the well and gathered some water into a tin cup. Smith looked at Michael and asked him a question he had been meaning to ask all morning. “Michael, I heard a vague rumor that your betrothed in coming to Bath.” He stared at Michael for a response.

Michael did not look at him but replied, “So it would seem to be the case.”

“Well, I cannot believe you are going to marry. Are you at least a bit excited?” Smith inquired.

“Not really.” Michael replied.

“Why not, Michael?” Smith was shocked. “I have heard of the woman you are going to marry and they say she is the beauty and angel of her county. It will be nice to have a pretty wife, don’t you think?”

Michael looked at him strangely. “Smith, I am marrying for my family’s sake. If she is pretty, then yes, she will be nice to look at. I am almost six and twenty years and have seen and been with many beautiful women. She will serve her role as my wife and that’s it. English women are all the same”

“Wow Michael. I am shocked. I thought you would look forward to having a wife. Pray, what is her age?” Smith asked. Michael could see his friend was more curious about the girl than Michael was. He did not really care. He would sire an heir and that would really be the only thing he would ever need from the marriage. He would show up at a few public places with her a few times and that would be his marriage. He is far too busy to bother himself with a dull English wife.

“She is about seventeen as I understand it.” Michael replied. He would rather be fencing rather than discussing his upcoming marriage.

“Seventeen?!” Smith’s mouth opened. “And her virtue intact? Michael, you will have quite a wedding night! What about Lisa?” Michael was a bit amused at his friend’s excitement over this non-important issue.

“What about her? Marriage will not change anything. And I will only have to perform with the girl when I am ready to sire a son for my family. This is how I see it.” Michael explained. “She is a seventeen year old girl. What does she know about life? She is probably this quiet meek little thing taught to obey her husbands like every single other English lady in this country. That does not do it for me.”

“I would not prejudge Michael. She may turn out to be something different.” His friend warned.

Michael laughed. “I highly doubt that. Come let us fence.” Michael thought of his upcoming marriage. He really did not wish to marry, but his mother insisted. She will probably be like every other debutante in England. She will be obedient and submissive and would be awfully boring.

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