There was to be a ball at the estate later that evening, and I didn't intend to go. However the captain, being the gentleman that he is, asked me if he could escort me to the ball. I objected at first, but by the time the captain came up to get me I was already dressed and waiting.
The festivities had just begun as we stepped into the ballroom.
"Would you like to dance?" Asked the captain.
I nodded and he led me onto the dance floor.
As we danced, I overheard Lord Gen. Cornwallis scolding Ebony for her attire.
"Ebony Richelle Keira Ember Caden what are you doing dressed like that! I am a man to be respected, and I do not need my niece dressing like a harlot! Go to your room and change immediately!"
"As you wish, Uncle." Replied Ebony; however the tone in her voice suggested disobedience.
"Someone just got scolded." Whispered Capt. Bordon in my ear.
"Yes. It appears that even people with a lot of power don't always get their way."
Bordon nodded.
"It is getting a little stuffy in here. Why don't we go for a walk in the gardens."
"Yes. It is getting a bit much for one person to handle in here, so a walk sounds very nice right now."
As we took our walk through the gardens, the captain was summoned, leaving me alone while he was busy with other business. I decided to sit on a nearby bench and noticed that it was not to far from where the colonel had first kissed me. Instead of waiting for the captain, I decided to go to the spot in the gardens where the colonel had kissed me and sit down there and think about how it wasn't meant to be.
As I approached my destination, I heard a giggle that seemed to have been out of pure enjoyment. I got closer to investigate what I had heard. But as soon as I got there, I saw what I had heard, and the sight before me was almost more than I could bear to see. I stopped to see two dark figures silhouetted in the moonlight. I could see that it was Ebony and the colonel. At first I knew Ebony had her sights set on Col. Tavington. But I didn't think anything of it, until after breakfast on the day of her arrival.
Ebony had her back turned toward me, the colonel's lips on her neck. She let out a soft, low moan of pleasure as the colonel nipped at the flesh of her throat. I stifled a gasp as I saw Col. Tavington's hands reach behind Ebony's back and begin to undo her dress and expertly slid it off her shoulders.
Just before I turned to walk away the colonel lifted his head, saw me, and curled his lips into an evil grin. Then he continued to nip at Ebony's flesh as he slid her dress further downward.
I left the gardens as fast as I could, completely disgusted with what was going on, not even thinking of looking back, as tears began to sting my eyes.
