Storm and Silence (Storm and Silence 1)

‘You promised to keep your mouth shut!’

‘Oh. Yes, indeed, I did. Sorry. I tried my best.’

‘All you told me,’ I said, shaking my head, ‘is well and good, but it doesn't change the facts. Even if he hasn’t wanted to marry any of the other girls before, he does want to marry Ella. He told my aunt so.’

Captain Carter’s eyebrows went up so high they almost vanished into his curly brown locks.

‘Really? What exactly did he say?’

‘Something about needing his own little sunshine in his home…’

I broke off, because he had started laughing. He was almost bent double, and people were starting to stare.

‘Captain Carter!’ I hissed.

‘I- I’m sorry,’ he chortled. ‘It’s just… his own little sunshine… that’s so… you know…’ Slowly, he brought himself under control again - but there was still a broad grin on his face. ‘He told me about that, too, you know. That he wanted sunshine in his home.’

‘You see? I told you he wants t-’

‘He’ll build the place on the south side of his manor house, I think. Where the sunshine is most abundant. Though he might have problems, since the ground drops off rather suddenly there.’

I blinked. ‘W-what?’

‘He’s planning to build a winter garden,’ Captain Carter told me gently. ‘He’s always been heartbroken that all his lovely flowers die during the winter, and, well, he’s just hit on this idea…’

‘A… winter… garden…?’

‘Yes. You know, one of those places with big windows where plants can grow all year round? They are very much the fashion at the moment. People are building them as house-extensions all over London, and even beginning to decorate them with tables and chairs, and have their tea parties there, I’ve been told. Though, personally, I prefer to take my tea beside a crackling fire in the har-’

‘Shut up!’

‘Yes, Miss. Of course, Miss.’

‘I’m going to kill him.’ Slowly, I turned towards Sir Philip, who was still whirling across the dance floor, my sister in his arms, a ridiculous grin on his ridiculous face. ‘I’m going to drag him into a dark alley and strangle him to death!’

‘I thought I had convinced you not to do that.’

‘I’ve changed my mind. I’m not even going to bother with an alley! I’m going to murder him, right here, right now.’

Captain Carter cleared his throat. ‘I’m not sure that is such a good idea.’

I whirled on him, for the moment forgetting about Sir blasted Phillip. ‘Have you any idea what heartache this man put my sister through? What kind of tragedy he almost caused?’

‘Yes, but I’m sure he didn’t mean any of it.’

‘And that’s supposed to make it better?’

‘No. It just means that maybe he doesn't deserve to be strangled.’

‘We'll see about that!’

I turned again and started towards the dance floor, but immediately my way was blocked by a wall of black velvet with glittering gold tigers on it. I hadn’t noticed before how tall and broad-shouldered Captain Carter was. Now I did.

‘Get out of my way,’ I growled.

‘Miss Linton,’ he said softly. ‘Has it occurred to you that if you kill somebody in the middle of a crowded ballroom, you might be thrown into prison?’

‘I don't care!’