“I’m still seventeen. I won’t be able to marry without Sir Leonard’s permission while he’s still my guardian.”

“Most of the justices are corrupt, remember? There are at least a dozen of them in this county. And more than a few respect my father. Those who were appointed before the regicide remember when the Earl of Trentingham was a very powerful man.” Though he felt a little sick to his stomach, he forced a confident smile. “I’m sure Father can direct me to a justice who will happily write our names in his register even though you’re a few days shy of eighteen. I’ll give him money, and he’ll conveniently forget to ask your age. And it will be done. And you will be safe.”

“And you will be miserable.”

“I will not. You’re my friend. My best friend. I’ve always suspected that marriage to a friend might be the best sort of marriage anyhow.”

That wasn’t true—he’d never suspected anything of the kind. But it sounded good, didn’t it? He’d said it so earnestly that it sounded good to him.

“I don’t know…” She was weakening.

“Come here.” He rose and brought her up with him, moving slowly so as not to startle her. Holding her hands, he felt nothing special, nothing exciting, nothing new. Not even the spark of desire he felt with other girls, with the villagers’ daughters who’d tumbled him in his youth, and the ones he’d later tumbled himself. Being near them had been thrilling. Being near Creath was…pleasant.

He was planning to marry her, but she was still just Creath Moore, his childhood friend.

He tilted her face up and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips, and still he felt nothing special.

But kissing her didn’t feel bad, either. It felt nice. Comfortable. And he couldn’t abandon her to her cousin Sir Leonard, a man who made her shiver with cold in a conservatory heated by four fireplaces.

She was sweet and kindhearted, and she didn’t deserve such a fate. “Will you marry me, Creath?”

“I suppose so.”

“Pray try to contain your excitement,” he said with a forced laugh. “Let’s go tell my parents.”

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