She was secretly glad that Ally and Sophie were busy with Aunt Iris and Lily’s modiste, Madame LeRou, choosing gowns for the wedding. Rose wanted to go alone. She had a servant hitch Begonia to the back of the carriage. Perhaps she would take Kat riding, if the little girl felt up to it. She didn’t fear running into Cameron. He would no doubt be off somewhere else. Tricia met her outside when the carriage arrived. “My lady,” she said, running to greet her, “Kat is so excited to see you! But I fear I have some unfortunate news.” “Is anything wrong?” “No, no, of course not. The unfortunate news is that…well, Cam left this morning. He’ll be gone on errands all day.” “Because I was coming, no doubt.” “Yes, I’m afraid so. He’s stubborn as a mule, that one.” Rose forced a smile, hoping it looked sincere. “My dear, I told you the truth the other day.
