“You only said that they wanted me to know that they are very pleased with me. We were never able to discuss it more once we left for the modiste after. And your day has been so full. Betweenthat and the callers, the opportunity never arose for me to ask as well.”
“Of course.”
Helena sat on her bed and motioned for her sister to join her.
“Papa and Mama are indeed very pleased with the results of your first ball. Lady Chapman spoke to Mama about it as well.” Helena took her sister’s hand. “Papa also approves of the list of suitors I presented to him. He asked me if you have a preference.”
A blush spread across Chastity’s cheeks.
“And what did you say?”
“That you seem to favor Lord Strong.”
Her sister’s blush deepened.
“And Papa?”
Helena looked down at their joined hands.
“You know Papa, he preferred Lord Fleetwood.”
“Oh.”
“It is only because the Fleetwood name is more illustrious.”
“Of course.”
“Papa will still take your choice into consideration, of course.”
Helena winced.
“My choice. How strange to assume that they will even propose marriage.”
A trickle of annoyance made Helena frown.
“That is where all this leads to, Chastity. You know that. The whole London Season revolves around the marriage mart.”
“You needn’t be so short with me. I was just worried that you are tired after taking too much upon yourself.”
Helena drew in a breath. She was tired of it all. But it was, indeed, unfair of her to take it out on her sister.
“I apologize; I did not mean to sound surly.” She shrugged her shoulders. “In truth, I have no choice, and it is my duty to ensure you, Faith, and Grace all secure a good future.”
“I would like to be consulted aboutmyown future,” Chastity said petulantly. “I follow everything you say, where to go, what time to go, who to meet, I would like to be able to choose for once!”
Helena could not speak for a moment; she felt hurt by Chastity’s words. Every effort she put in, every thought was for her sister, yet here she was, resentful of Helena. She schooled her voice to remain calm.
“I am only doing what is best for you, Chastity. It is my responsibility.”
“Yes, you keep saying that. We, Faith, Grace, and I are all your responsibilities.”
Where is this rebellion coming from?
“Have I ever led you astray, Chastity? Have I ever made a decision for you that turned out badly?”
“No.”
“Then why do you sound so resentful?”
