The Privy Suitor
Tabitha was sitting in her carved wooden rocking chair by her window, looking in the direction of the front gate. In all honesty, her gaze was to the horizon to where she knew the cooperage to be. It seemed a little folly that she had continued her vigil for so long. Some would say that two months is hardly long, but if they knew that she was engaged to be wed to Lord David Somerset, Duke of Beauport, of the house of Lancaster, then they would be seriously wondering why she would pine...