’The beauty, I do not deny’ she enthused delighted, ’But I would much rather hear of your Amazonian Jaguar than just about anything else in the world right now.’. It was true, Maddie was over Russia, over Ana’s poking and proding and being thrown at any gentleman that stood still long enough to be harranged into a dance, or worse any old fart with a pulse. The Russian woman seemed to have taken the marriage clause as a challenge rather than a requirement either that or she was tiring of having Maddie around and wanted her gone from her home and marriage was the most convenient way to do that.

Before he could regale her with his story however, a thought struck the blonde, ’Excuse my asking sir, but are you related to Miss Zelda Fisk?’ under other circumstances asking if the shared surname meant they were related would be a long shot, but the shared surname, a rare one at that, and the fact that they were English meant the odds were significantly shortend.

Arven Fisk