Do not fret, Dear Reader, that we will not bring you the latest news and standings, for we are determined to do so, even if it requires a transformation into a lark or chickadee in order to accomplish the task. London is in an uproar over anything and everything to do with the tournament. One can only imagine the spectacle taking place at this very moment…“What the devil is this? This isn’t mine.”“Well, it isn’t mine, you arse,” someone answered Bateman in an equally strident voice.“How poetic. Why they have allowed such riffraff into civilized society, one will never know.” Benedict’s world-weary tones added to the unpleasantness of Sebastien’s afternoon as he strode into the overflowing stable yard.After putting his valet on the scent last night, he had been told that his lovely little blonde would be joining them for the day. He had thought the day was looking up until she had failed to show to the breakfast table. Then he’d seen the remnants of some type of substance in the bottom of his teacup, luckily before he’d had a taste.
