"They are what?" Lord Conall Maccon, Earl of Woolsey, was yelling. Loudly. This was to be expected from Lord Maccon, who was generally a loud sort of gentleman-- the ear-bleeding combination of lung capacity and a large barrel chest.
Alexia Maccon, Lady Woolsey, muhjah to the queen, Britain's secret preternatural weapon extraordinaire, blinked awake from a deep and delicious sleep.
"Wasn't me," she immediately said, without having the barest hint of an idea as to what her husband was carrying on about. Of course, it usually was her, but it would not do to fess up right away, regardless of whatever it was that had his britches in a bunch this time. Alexia screwed her eyes shut and squirmed farther into the warmth of down-stuffed blankets. Couldn't they argue about it later?
"What do you mean gone?" The bed shook slightly with the sheer volume behind Lord Maccon's yell. The amazing thing was that he wasn't nearly as loud as he could be when he really put his lungs into it.
"Well, I certainly did not tell them to go," denied Alexia into her pillow. She wondered who "they" were. Then she came about to the realization, taking a fluffy-cottony sort of pathway to get there, that he wasn't yelling at her but at someone else. In their bedroom.
Oh dear.
Unless he was yelling at himself.
Oh dear."
Pg. 1-2
A fun TT this week. Until now the book is as fabulous as its previous installment! Though very confusing at the beginning... I have no idea what's going on. What is happening in England? Where is Lord Maccon half of the time? And why is Ivy still wearing such ridiculous hats? Will surely find out!!
Books in the Series:
#3. Blameless by Gail Carriger (Sept 1st, 2010)
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