*Lady Mavery's POV*

I stood at the frontlines of the sea of black. Wiping my eyes with the lace handkerchief in my hand as we viewed my husband's body.

A red haired, green eyed woman weeped hysterically next to me, clutching her son into her bosom. I looked over to Winfred, one of my husband's closest friends, and he nodded at me.

So this was the adulterous theif!

I waited until after the ceremony to pull her into a corner alone.

"Look bitch!" I snarled, tightening my grasp on her arm. Her eyes went wide as she recognized me, and she quickly looked to the floor.

"You may have stolen my man and my properties! But don't think that you will live the rest of your life safe and sound in my house. In my bed! I will make your life a living HELL! You hear me?"

She cringed and shrunk into the shadows.

What had he seen in this woman?

I collected my skirts and left her shuddering in the corner. I rejoined Winfred and the small group of people he stood taking with. Their whispers ceased and they all turned to give me sad smiles.

"Oi Mavery! Sorry for your loss dear!" A plump woman said, pumping my hand. I gave her a small smile and moved on to the next few guests who all gave there condolences. Winfred was last and he bent down to whisper in my ear.

"The left side of my bed is always cold, should your well run dry." He gave me a wink and walked away.

Hmmm....Winfred was a duke in the Queen's Court.

That may come in handy later...... ************************************************************** *Lady Veronica's POV*

"Oh how charming!" Mother squealed, as I spun around in the wedding gown once again. The ladies in the room "ooh'd" and "aah'd" over their cups of tea. Antoinette pretended to gag when no one was looking.

It was a frilly thing lined with rows of pearls. The shade of Ivory made my skin look a pale white, and the veil threatened to cause permanent neck injury.

"Veronica dear, it's beautiful!" Someone else called. I gave a weak smile and walked stifly to the changing room where the white dresses lined the walls.

"Oh my!" Crissa gasped, covering her face with her hands and trying not to giggle. I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Screw you! Help me out of this why don't you?"

As Crissa struggled with the dress, Mother waltzed in.

"Dearie I wish you could feel my heartbeat right now! This all is so romantic! I couldn't wish for more for a daughter of mine! I only dreamed of this when I was a girl, and now LOOK! I get to live my fantasies vicariously through you!"

I smiled and slid into the next monstrosity of a gown.

My heart was heavy.

From the window I could see the knight's commons and all I could think about was Harry. I hadn't seen him since the greenhouse incident. I wondered how he was.

There was a small knock on the door and Jefferson paraded in. The ladies all boo'd and shouted he was bringing bad luck.

He shushed them and smiled.

"I only came to bring my lady this! A rose...and a kiss."

The women around us squealed and Mother actually started crying. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.

"Our wedding date seems too far away! I wish for you to be my wife, to rest beside me in my bedchamber, sooner than later!"

Now the ladies were in hysterics. I took his praise before pushing him away.

"Go now Jeffery! It's bad luck for you to see me in my dress now!"

"I love you dear!"

"I love you too!" I smiled.

He kissed me again and exited, leaving me in the hands of the romance thirsty leeches. While they peppered me with questions I took one last glance towards the commons.

Oh Harry......

Notes

I love you all,
Denim xxox