Reunited At The King's Court

The reproach in his voice was evident. ‘James is a friend. He makes me laugh. We are neighbours and of an age and he is fun to be with.’

‘And I am not.’

‘I did not say that, although I know you to be more than twice his age.’

‘True, but let me give you a bit of wisdom. There is more to a man than a handsome face or pair of broad shoulders. Think about it. You know that I have always been fond of you. I find it such a delight to talk to you.’

‘You are easily content, Sir Ralph.’

‘Richard always speaks highly of you—of your intelligence, Mistress Dryden. You are aware of my intentions and that Richard has given permission for a betrothal between us.’

‘I know that.’

‘Then you might sound more enthusiastic about it. It is my wish that we be married before the autumn, so our betrothal will be soon? When you are my wife I shall be favoured twice.’

‘How so?’

‘A beautiful and a clever wife. I would be the happiest of men. What more could any man ask?’

‘What more indeed?’ Arlette murmured quietly.

‘I was drawn to you the first time I saw you and blind to all other women,’ he said, his voice low, as if unable to conceal the passion Arlette never failed to rouse in him. ‘I will visit Richard at his house to discuss the details of the betrothal.’ His eyes narrowed as he noted the flash of defiance that flared in Arlette’s eyes, which vanished almost as soon as it was there. ‘You do want to marry me, don’t you, Arlette?’

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