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Subject: Chapter 17

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Date Posted: Thursday, April 13, 03:16:27pm
In reply to: Jacqueline 's message, "An English Love" on Tuesday, April 04, 04:30:41pm

Michael was almost done readying himself for the party. He would rather be somewhere else like Paris or out shooting birds with Smith. He looked out the front his mansion and noticed the many people that were coming to his party. He knew that Lisa would be attending and was praying she would not cause a scene. She had become much attached to Michael and often voiced her opinions when she was emotional.

The only thought Michael had was that this marriage would not tie him down from what he loved doing best. He loved to travel to exotic places, spend time with his friends and just have a good time. When he was in England, he had a high reputation to uphold, but when he was away he felt that he could be himself. Michael was curious about the beauty of this woman that everyone spoke of. Beauty does wear off after a time. Men do not wish to take silly pretty wives in his opinion. He had known many in arranged marriages, including his own parents. He has not yet met one couple who were completely in love. He thought that maybe it was a bit better that way. He had already loved someone before and she burned him.

He looked in the mirror at himself and breathed in heavily. He was ready to live up to his obligations. He had on a well fitted coat and pants with a clean white elegant shirt underneath. His hair was sort of slicked back, but the waves of his hair were naturally apparent. The servant knocked on his door to indicate that his presence was requested at the party. He closed his eyes once and braced himself. He walked out his door and down to meet his future bride.

Nikita looked absolutely beautiful. Her parents came to check on her before they went down to the party.

Her father was in shock of just how wonderful and grown up his little girl looked. “My dear,” he whispered to her, “You are beautiful. Not even the angels even heaven can compare to how you look tonight.”

She thanked her father with a charming smile and a nod. She loved him very much and he rarely complimented her. His encouragement helped her to gain strength for her night ahead.

He said, “Madeline, I will wait for you outside.” He left mother and daughter some alone time.

Nikita breathed heavily as he left. “Shh my dear. I cannot believe that God gave me such a beautiful baby girl who has blossomed into the young breathtaking woman standing before me.”

Nikita almost teared up and looked at her mother. “Mother. I do appreciate your encouraging words, but it is not the outside I want people to like about me. I have done tremendous thinking and I will not change myself completely for this man. I will change for no one.” Nikita would respect her husband and their marriage, but she would not be his little submissive English wife. She had too much spirit and willfulness. She was going to take as much freedom as she could get.

Her mother held her hands. “My girl, I always want for you to be yourself. I understand and I agree with you. Your beauty I see is not only what you are wearing tonight, but also the woman who is inside of you. Your beauty comes from within and seeps through your skin. He will see this, I am sure of it.”

Nikita’s eyes widened at her. “I saw him today. He is most handsome, but I am not fooled by looks. I will attempt to extract his character in my interactions with him.”

“I would expect that my dear. I must go to your father.” She pulled Nikita’s chin up so their eyes met. “When you walk down those stairs, you hold your head high. You may have titles and status, but let who you are shine through and no one will be able to keep their eyes of you. Chin up!” Madeline smiled and hugged her daughter before leaving.

Nikita looked at herself in her mirror and took her mother’s words to heart. She slowly began to make her way to her door to begin this new life. She prayed to God to be with her.

After Lady Madeline and Lord Paul had made their entrance, they made their way over to some of their friends from Sussex county. It was a very extravagant party with many people in attendance. Gossip was flying around the party about who was coming out this year, who was courting who, and Michael finally meeting his bride. A lot of people had never seen her and were extremely curious about the young woman..

Michael was chatting with many people at once and trying to remain calm and poised through all of their curious questions. His best friend was in attendance. Smith had promised to keep a firm eye out on Lisa.

Lisa had arrived with her family and slowly made her way over to greet Michael. She curtsied and he kissed her hand in return. “Good evening Lord Michael. How kind of you to invite us to your party.”

He bowed and said, “I am honored you and your family came.”

She smirked and said, “We are the ones who are honored. We look forward to meeting your betrothed.” She left him as he greeted more guests. Michael gathered the underlying message in her tone and hoped she would not cause any trouble.

No one could know that he was bedding Lady Lisa. It would not be so bad for him, but bring total disgrace to her. He was vulnerable now though due to his upcoming wedding. Michael wondered when the person who was the topic of the party would finally make her grand appearance. Typical English woman who wants to make a grand entrance and show off. If he had any option, he would not marry at all.

Michael grabbed another glass of wine. His mother walked over to him. “My son, do not drink too much. You need to have some type of conversation with her without the effect of wine. And remember that the next few weeks, you are to spend time with her.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Mother, I am doing this all for you. Do not push your luck. You will get your grand child since that is all you are concerned about.”

“Young man!” She took his wine glass from him. “You will not drink anymore until after you have met Nikita. I will not have you acting like an ass!”

Michael just shook his head and hoped this night would end soon.

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Please HURRY back with more! (NT)signme1Thursday, April 13, 04:00:26pm
I can't wait!!LauraThursday, April 13, 05:41:11pm
That a girl, Niki - chin up : )JennaThursday, April 13, 07:33:03pm
an english lovealiahFriday, April 14, 09:53:46am
You are killing us with anticipation! (NT)MaryFriday, April 14, 11:18:56am

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