Sometimes Morgan and Serena would be with them. Mr. Deering had become a frequent member of their party, since Kingley seemed to react to him better than he did to Sir Henry. Occasionally, Lord Muldaire, Lord Trenowyth, Lord Burington, or some of the other gentlemen would take part in their training activities. It wasn’t uncommon for a group of the ladies to bring out blankets and parasols so they could watch the proceedings from a shaded spot on the lawn. The only person decidedly absent was Mr. Cardiff. Emma did not mind that he was not playing a role in Kingley’s training. On the contrary, she was delighted each time he neglected to make himself known. Every time Mr. Cardiff did join the rest of the houseguests, he would sit off to the side, glaring, and his demeanor as sullen and brooding anything she’d ever experienced before. Ever since the day he’d emerged from the woods covered in marble dust, his demeanor had made even Lord Jacob Deering appear the very soul of levity—which, inexplicably, only drew her to him more than she already had been.
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