A Kiss Before The Wedding - A Pembroke Palace Short Story - Plot & Excerpts
She crossed her bedchamber and opened the door, but sucked in a breath of shock when she found her father leaning against the opposite wall in the corridor, arms folded over his chest, nostrils flaring as he gazed at her. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked accusingly as he pushed away from the wall and crowded her back into her bedchamber. “It’s a lovely evening for a walk,” she calmly explained. He entered the room and shut the door behind him. He was a tall man and he towered over her like a giant. “Do not lie to me, Adelaide. I know where you were last night. I know you went to the maze at midnight to meet Mr. Thomas. Margarite told me everything.” Adelaide frowned. How had Margarite known? Adelaide had assured her sister that she would not go to meet William. At the time, she had believed in her own heart that she could, and would, resist seeing him again. But in the end she had left her room with the utmost urgency and gone dashing across the moonlit gardens to reach him.
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