Page 11 of Alessandra (Chisholm Manor #1)

Over the next week, Alessandra found herself being drawn into more conversation with Edward and both of his parents.

Even though they came from such different upbringings and lifestyles, she found that his mother and father were both friendly toward her.

They didn't seem to judge her for the quiet life that she'd had growing up.

As time passed, Alessandra also became aware that, inevitably, one day soon her father and mother would leave, and return to their home.

They would leave her behind, and she would not know when - or even if - she would see either of them again.

In pondering that, she found herself growing morose, even though she knew she should only be happy to have been accepted so well into such as family.

"You do not look happy, child," Alessandra heard someone say in the glass room that she had grown to enjoy solitude in.

When she turned, she saw Edward's father approaching her.

She took a moment to consider how to reply, before speaking.

"I know the time is approaching when my mother and father will leave, and I do feel sad about that," she admitted.

Edward's father sat down beside her and she heard him take a deep breath.

"Ahh.

One of the saddest things about marriage, for a young woman, is having to leave her family behind.

But, Alessandra, your parents are welcome here, and can come to stay anytime they wish to," he said with only kindness in his voice.

"Thank you, Sir, but they have little money," Alessandra said.

"Everything that was left in trust to me will go to Edward when we marry, so my mother and father will still have no means to travel this far."

When she considered what she'd just said, Alessandra regretted having done so, knowing the words could have been interpreted as an offence.

She was relieved when Edward's father only smiled and spoke softly again.

"I will let them know that whenever they wish to come, the estate will cover the cost," he said.

"There will be no need for you to not see them as often as you like.

Do not worry about such things." He sat in silence before continuing.

"I remember when Edward's mother came here - how upset she was when her father was leaving. Such is the circle of life, but it makes it no easier, does it."

They sat together in silence for a few minutes longer, before he stood up to leave.

As he approached the door, it opened and in walked Edward.

Alessandra saw his father whisper something in his ear before he left.

Remaining where she was, she watched Edward approach the bench she was sitting on, and sit down.

"I shall not tell you not to be sad about your parents leaving, as I know sadness is not something we can control, but, Alessandra, please believe that I will do my best to make you happy," he said quietly.

"I do believe that."

They sat together comfortably, until Edward took her hand and brought it to his lips, in a show of physical affection that moved Alessandra's heart unbearably.

When she looked at him, she started to feel such a longing for him.

It was something new that she'd never felt before.

As if feeling it also, and needing it to stop, she saw Edward stand up quickly.

"I think it is time I got you on your horse!" he said, grinning.

"Mother said your riding habit has just arrived, so what do you think? Are you feeling brave enough to get up on the saddle?"

Alessandra stood up as she laughed quietly, hoping her heart would soon slow down to a normal speed once again.

"I will certainly try, Edward."