dipped his head to speak to her. âItâs too soon to give me your answer, Jory. You promised me youâd think long and hard about it.â
âYou came to the garden hoping Iâd come to you. How can you deny it?â she whispered joyfully.
âIâve learned how impulsive you are, chéri . If you had been foolish enough to approach me in the hall, it would have aroused great speculation, so I went outside. Then I realized the garden was the only place that would give us privacy from prying eyes.â
âI want you to court me openly, Guy.â
âI cannot do that until I get permission from your guardian, John de Warenne, and your brother, Lynx.â
Her fingers sought the badge on his velvet doublet. âNot without rightâ¦you live according to your Warwick motto.â
âI try. I do not always succeed, sweetheart.â
âIâve thought about it quite long enough. If I thought about it for a lifetime, my answer would be the same. With all my heart, I want to be your wife, Guy de Beauchamp.â She tossed her hair about her shoulders. âIâve quite made up my mind! Will you offer for me?â Will you offer for me soon? she begged silently.
He placed his fingers beneath her chin, raised her face, and smiled down at her. âSo impetuousâ¦so impatient. I will offer for you Jory, my love.â He sealed his pledge with a tender kiss.
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âIâve imbibed more than my fair share of wine tonight. Canât this wait, Lynx?â John de Warenne held on to his chamber door to steady his balance.
âNo, it cannot wait. I have learned something most disquieting. We are about to receive an offer for Jory that is abhorrent.â He closed the door firmly and led John to a chair before the fire.
The earlâs brow furrowed. âYou are mistaken. There is nothing abhorrent about the offer we have received from de Bohun. I assure you the constable is an honorable man, and I am certain I can bring him to a more generous settlement on Joryâs behalf.â
âIâm not concerned about de Bohunâs offer,â Lynx said shortly.
âWell surely youâre not worried about Joryâs reaction. You saw how charming she was tonight. I am almost certain she will be amenable to the match.â
Lynx de Warenne gathered his patience. âWhere Jory is concerned, I have learned never to be certain . The little minx told me tonight we could expect an offer from Guy de Beauchamp.â
âWarwick!â John de Warenne sobered immediately.
âIt is unthinkableâabsolutely out of the question that Jory become the wife of Warwick,â Lynx declared.
âI agree wholeheartedly. His reputation with women stinks to high heaven!â
Lynx ran his hand through his tawny mane. âIf, or rather when, he comes with his offer, we must be ready. We will have to devise a plausible excuse that will not give offense to the noble earl.â
âAbsolutely. Under no circumstances must we give offense to such a staunch ally. Christ Almighty, we donât want Warwick for an enemy!â
âPersonally, I have always liked de Beauchamp. Iâve never given a tinkerâs damn about the dark rumors concerning the death of his wives. What happens in a manâs marriage is his own private affair. That is until he proposes to marry my sister. Then it suddenly becomes very much my business.â
âIt is our duty to protect Jory from a marriage that would prove disastrous to her future happiness. The age difference alone would be insurmountable. Guy de Beauchamp must be at least fifteen years her senior.â
âThat is not the greatest impediment. Warwick already has a son and heir. Any child he had by Marjory would receive neither his lands, castles, nor his noble title of Earl of Warwick.â
âMarjory would never entertain such a match!â
âWe must not give her any choice in the