Three’s a Crowd | Henry & Edward
“I believe then, for the benefit of our entire party, that you make plans to avoid my fiance for the evening,” Cordelia had teased, as Henry escorted her in to dinner.
“Oh, I intend to. The man means to murder me, after all.”
“No, but I find he didn’t have to. It’s all in his look, you see, it’s terribly frightening and I do count my blessings every time I make it through another encounter with him, unscathed. I am, as my brother says, an incredibly lucky young man, and as much as I do enjoy tempting fate, where Lord Lowry is concerned, I’ll not press it.”
Moments later, they assumed their seats at dinner and Henry found that he was seated near his own mother at one end ... and none other than Edward Lowry at the other.
“Hmm, it seems someone has a sense of humor,” He said, mostly to himself, as he took a seat.
He looked down the table to catch Cordelia’s eye and gave her a look as if to say Did you know? And although she had a rather amused look on her face when she caught his meaning, it was clear that she was surprised by the seating arrangements.
Exhaling, he turned his attentions back to his mother and Edward both, wondering how he was going to make it through the next hour without any brandy.
