Marriage. Now that was a subject that excited Lady Jane Buckingham immensely. It was her first London Season and the prospects of finding love both thrilled her and frightened her.
Through marriage she would finally be free of her grandmother, the Dowager Duchess. Jane truly loved her Grandmother and as she had been raised by her and her alone, Jane owed her whole existence and prospects to her Grandmother. Lady Buckingham’s son, Jane’s father, was tragically killed during a hunting expedition and her mother shortly followed after suffering an unbearable labor with Jane. As a result of their unexpected deaths, Jane had become the prized possession of her Grandmother and as such had been kept hidden away from any harm or excitement.
They had an extremely close relationship, confiding in each other their general thoughts on the society they kept but Jane couldn’t quite broach the subject of her own captivity at the risk of hurting her only relative.
Jane had promised herself she would not be swayed by a pair of fine eyes. Yet, as George Henley guided her through the dance, gliding and elegant, she couldn’t help but feel drawn in to his charm.
Panic flickered through Jane. He would be leaving and she had only just met him, only just touched his hand and felt the instant desire to know him more. Jane’s disappointment must have shown as George leaned in and whispered, “But I plan on making it a memorable season before we depart.”
“Allow me to write to you for I have to see you again.” Jane had no idea how to respond. She was positive that this was not the normal course for courting but also felt the powerful desire of being wanted by a man for the first time in her life.