Of Night and Dark Obscurity

“I mean there are limits to what you can do before you’re called a whore,” he said softly.

She slapped him hard and a second later she was pressed against the bookshelf. She squirmed against him.

“Don’t.”

“Let me go.”

“If you only knew how many nights I’ve lain awake thinking of you.” He said suddenly.

“I didn’t do that,” she said as she could feel his breath against her.

“If not your delicious form, then who?” He said.

“I came here to ask about Irene. Nothing more. I feel nothing for Charles.”

“So, it was all for Irene. You came to talk about Irene.”

“Yes.”

He released her.

“Why are you even here?” She asked. “I had the distinct impression you didn’t like Charles.”

“I don’t like him. But my brother is friends with him and my brother invited me to the party.”

“Did you know the party was for me?”

“Yes.”

“Am I the reason you’re here?”

His blue eyes met hers but he said nothing.

“We should return. People will wonder where we are,” she said.

“Please. After you,” he waved a hand and they left the library to rejoin the party.

“Ah, here you are, dear. I must apologize. Charles is abominable when he’s drinking,” Victoria said, leading Caroline into the large parlor. “You mustn’t give it another thought.”

“I won’t,” she said, her eyes straying to where Val stood near the door.

Victoria picked up a glass and touched a spoon to the side of it to gain everyone’s attention. “I would like to thank you all very much for being here tonight. I have the distinct privilege to know this lady beside me, Caroline Derry and Prudence? Stella?” She called out to them and they raised their glasses in acknowledgment. “These fine young ladies with Caroline at the helm are helping to find good, safe housing for people residing in the slums.”

“Here, here,” said one male voice.

“They currently have six families in the Irene Derry House and another house is being renovated as we speak,” Victoria said, smiling as the footmen carried trays of champagne and one was handed to Caroline.

“So, while I’ve invited you here to partake in the music, food and drink, I would also remind you that Miss Derry and I,” she said touching a jeweled hand to her large bosom, “would welcome your contributions.”

Caroline smiled awkwardly, not comfortable in asking for such financial assistance.

“Let’s raise a glass to Miss Caroline Derry and her Guild members,” Victoria raised a champagne glass.

“Miss Derry and her Guild members,” everyone said following suit.

She was tapped on the arm and she turned to stare into the face of Peter Davies.

“Mr. Davies! That was kind of Lady Lyttleton to invite you.” Caroline said smiling.