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"That Lady Whistledown and I are having problems, I tell you

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"That Lady Whistledown and I are having problems, I tell you." Griffin spoke to Edwina after speaking quite some time with her when Kate fell unconscious. "How could she write such a thing about my sister? My very own sister."

"I'm truly sorry about Eloise." Edwina spoke as she joined him near Kates couch.

"Has her fever gone up again?" Griffin looked toward the unconscious Sharma.

"No, it's only a matter of when she'll wake." she frowned, shoulders sinking.

"But, she will." Griffin smiled as he turned to her some. "No need to worry about her."

Edwina poured herself a cup of tea. "Would you like some?"

"I've almost forgot." Griffin had a moment of realization, reaching into his pocket. "Benedict gave me this. He says it's from Colin's trip and taste lovely in tea."

"I've never seen such a thing." Edwina spoke as she looked at the bag. "A sugar?"

"Not sure." Griffin rose his eyebrows. "Shall we do the honors?"

Edwina smiled, holding the two cups forward.




"I've never seen a sun look so beautiful." Edwina spoke as her and Griffin laid on the hill behind Lady Danburys home, staring at the sun. "So beautiful I feel as though I will cry."

"I believe I am." Griffin said honestly as his eyes leaked from the bright sun. "Are we still on the ground?"

Edwina touched her hand to the grass. "I believe so. Unless the hill is not on the ground."

Griffin gasped as he sat up. "The hill isn't on the ground!"

"What!" Edwina sat up quickly with wide eyes.

"We must get back to London!" Griffin helped her up as he took off down the hill. "Lower us back to earth!"

"Lower us back to earth!" Edwina mimicked his words, running close behind him before taking a tumble

"Miss Edwina." Griffin turned back, taking her hand. "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay." she held his hand as they ran down the hill again. "Who took the hill?"

"Benedict!" Griffin called, the pair continuing to run full speed. "He-"

His words were cut short by hitting water, the pair coming to the end of the hill just to fall into a pond. Griffin sat up fast, spitting out water as Edwina was close after, tossing her hand out of her face. She laughed, staring at him. "We are on the ground."

"No, we're in a pond." he corrected her, going to the side and helping her out as they collapsed onto the ground. "Did you get news of the Featherington ball?"

"Mama received the invitation." she turned her head as he did the same, the pair looking at each other, soaked in water, under a very bright sun. "You'll be attending?"

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒| Edwina SharmaWhere stories live. Discover now