Trouble In Paradise?

Beth immediately understood her worries. Lady Marjorie worried she might be leaving Charles. She would never. "Yes, I have, and Charles has agreed to it."

A pause. "Charles? You call him affectionately now." Her hand went to Beth's face. She smiled. "I had not mentioned the glow you have as I did not want to pry, but I must now." She leaned forward and whispered, her brows furrowed. "All is well between you and him?"

Beth's smile deepened as her heart rejoiced. She had never been happier than she was at the moment. Her husband was the kindest of men and the most patient. He was a wonderful man and a wonderful lover. She was surprised and ecstatic to find that there was a part of him that wanted her. A mighty part.

"All has never been better, Lady Marjorie." She replied, choosing to indulge the woman. Beth did not think she could call her Mother, but she could do away with the excess civilities.

It gladdened the older woman.