396

Quickly…

Angelique’s actions of late are peculiar even for her.  Weddings — even elopements — are hardly ala carte.  And yet she keeps ordering them and canceling them with a changeability that is dizzying.  I am attempting to do what I can all the while keeping the Governess Winters safe from Trask.  First Collinwood, then a stable, now here.  When will it end?  For a moment, I countenanced that she was the witch, but then I thought better of it.

This evening, she revealed to me that she (believes she) is from the year 1967, brought to this place by a séance.  A week ago, this assertion would have been absurd.  Now?  I certainly want to believe it.

It means that this wretched family has an endurance… indeed my namesake will endure, as well.  As fanciful as this seems, I am driven to fight for her.  Never before have I had a cause, the kind that makes the concerns of the self minute. But there is some intangible quality about her that stirs within me a will to fight that I’ve never felt.  Not even for Josette.

Love?  No.  Something else. Victoria Winters, mad or not, is a woman in need of a champion. Among all of my other concerns, I cannot turn my back against this one.

BC

Advertisements

2 Comments ↓

2 Comments on “396”

  1. mrsgreenhands May 28, 2013 at 2:38 pm #

    Reblogged this on Mrsgreenhands’s Weblog.

  2. mrsgreenhands May 28, 2013 at 2:39 pm #

    Barnabas is such a gentleman, coming to the rescue of Victoria!! No one I like him so much!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Chapters


%d bloggers like this: