A/N: Thank you so much for the alerts, favorites, and reviews…They all make me smile *Changes made to this chapter are the titles of Jack and Angela*
The ride to the town house did not take much time, 15 minutes at most. Thankfully it was late enough for most people to either still be out or already at home in their beds. Once in front of his residence, Lord Seeley jumped down, opened the door to the carriage, and assisted his mystery lady to the front door. The driver already received his instructions to fetch the physician, so once inside, Lord Seeley gave the order to his staff to place his guest in a room and make her comfortable. For once in his life, he was relieved that his brother Jared, whom also resides in the town house, was out with his friend gambling and wenching. He did not have the patience to deal with his inquiries at this moment.
Soon there was a knock at the door and the physician was being ushered in and up to the room. After 45 long minutes, he came back down and found Seeley in the parlor with a glass of brandy.
"Lord Booth, the lady appears to have no other injuries besides the bump on her head. There's nothing more I can do for her unfortunately. The mind is a fragile thing, and only time will tell if her memory returns."
Seeley breathed a sigh of relief that there were no other injuries, but still felt compassion for the beautiful lady, for she had no idea of her own history. The physician interrupted his thoughts with yet another problem that needed to be addressed. "Sir, may I remind you that she is a young woman and it would surely ruin her reputation if she were to stay in a house of two men whom she is not related to."
Of course Seeley knew he was right, he had already thought of a solution. "I quite agree sir, which is why I have sent for my friend and his wife and daughter. The lady will be properly chaperoned at all times. Thank you again and I will call upon you if needed."
With a polite nod, the physician left and therefore left Seeley alone, minus his staff, with his mystery lady. As he poured another glass, his friends were announced and appeared in the parlor. "Lord Seeley, may I present the Earl and Countess of Cantilever and Lady Caledonia."
As the butler retreated, Seeley was embracing his best friend and wife and thanking his lucky stars he had such faithful friends. "Jack, Angela, thank you so much for coming with so few details explaining my plight." After greeting his friends, he looked down at the curly headed angel that ended up at his side. As he crouched down, he tapped his cheek with his finger. Caledonia covered her mouth with her little hand, giggled, and then expectantly planted a quick peck on his cheek. He smiled widely at her and stood back up, waiting for her nanny to bring her upstairs before launching into his explanation as to why his friends were summoned.
Once the particulars were discussed, they were all shocked to see the subject standing in the door way of the room. With mouths gaped and eyes wide open, she rushed out the words that compelled her downstairs. "Bren. I think my name is something like Bren. I don't know why, but it just came to me. I apologize for intruding." Then, just like that, she was gone again.
The remaining three people looked at each other and Angela took that as her cue to go upstairs and find out more about this woman they will now call Lady Bren.