~Choppy but enjoy.~
In the year of 1805, the Theatre Royal was built and ready for production. Fifteen years later, the Theatre still thrives in the business of art.
On a Wednesday evening, August 1820, the Theatre Royal was still beaming in success. The residents of Bath all swarmed in black carriages waiting to see the new play.
“Sophia, are you excited to go to the Theatre Royal?”
“Yes, Helena. I've never seen a play before.”
“Oh, the Theatre is just amazing. And I heard this play was great when it came from London.”
“Girls, we're here.” The coachmen opened the door and Aunt Caroline went out. The girls came out and Sophia was amazed how beautiful it was. I've never see something so beautiful before. It's just magnificent.
While Aunt Caroline handed in their tickets, the Bentleys came by.
“Caroline, it's great to see you again.”
“Lady Bentley, what a surprise.” The conversations of the two went on when James came by with his father from handing in their tickets.
“Miss Ashworth. Miss Selwood.” James and the two nodded as so did his father.
“Captain, I didn't know you liked plays.” Helena said.
“I don't. I came here for my mother.” His voice was a monotone.
“Oh. How nice.” She said half interested.
“Come girls, the play is about to start.”
“Coming mama. Goodbye, Captain.” James smiled goodbye and glanced at Sophia who blushed several shades of red. How can I stop blushing when he's around?
They all departed and went their separate ways. When the got to their box, Sophia noticed that the Bentley's were right across from them. Oh, dear. How can this be?
The conductor raised his arm and the orchestra started. The tall, deep red curtain opened and the play started.
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“What a wonderful play. Don't you think so, Sophia?”
“It was quite amusing, Helena.” Sophia couldn't concentrate on Helena because all she thought about was James.
All through the play he stared at me! And I couldn't help but stare back. What was going on with me?
“Yes, I would like to talk to a Miss Selwood.” Reality hit Sophia when she heard someone say her name out loud.
“That is her over there, by the Ashworths.” Sophia looked around and saw a man coming towards her. It was no other than Lord Richard Covington.
“Miss Selwood?” His voice was low, deep manly voice that scared her a little bit.
“Yes, that's me.” Everyone around them stared, listening to their conversation.
“I'm Lord Richard Covington. Marquess of Ellsworth and I came here to find you.”
“For what, my lord?”
“To marry you.”
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The bedroom was dark but had a orange glow coming from the crackling fireplace. Helena and Sophia were in bed thinking of the day.
“Sophia?”
“Yes, Helena?”
“Was Lord Covington one of your suitors?”
“Yes, and so was Lord McCord.”
“Oh. I see.”
“Um, Helena. I need to tell you something.”
“What?” Helena turned to her side to face her cousin.
“I think I'm falling for James.” Helena's hazel eyes lit up at her statement.
“Why?”
“I don't know.” I can't tell her that he almost kissed me.
“We'll talk tomorrow morning, Sophia. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Helena.” Helena switched back to the other side and slowly went to sleep. Today, was very confusing for me. Today, at Lyme and at the Theatre Royal. Yet I somehow think that James is my suitor. Only time will tell.
But I guess, as she said, only time will tell what will happen next……
I would try to make it more real, with her like screaming out loud, or wanting her father back. That’s another thing, does she not miss her father? Or is her mind too consumed with her suitors to think about much else? Those are just thoughts to consider.
He is so perfect in like every way. And he’s not like all the other gentlemen that try to act all perfect. He is who he is and that’s why he’s my favorite. *hem* back to the review *hem* hehe But yeah, I really have no complaints about him so…
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