Over a month had passed and the dragoons still had not returned. I was just finishing my supper when a servant came up to me.
"Are you Lady Tavington?"
I nodded.
"These are for you." Said the servant handing me a couple of letters.
"Thank you."
I took the letters from the servant, finished the last of my, supper, then went up to my quarters to read them.
As soon as I reached my quarters I sat down in the armchair, broke the seal of the first letter and began reading.
Mary,
The captain and I should be returning back to the estate within the next couple of days; I have had very little rest within the past couple of weeks. We know who "The Ghost" is now. His name is Benjamin Martin; he served as a captain for the Crown in the French and Indian War.
Yesterday evening, I led the dragoons on a raid to the home of his sister-in-law, who was caring for five of his children; we didn't find them, but we did receive an unexpected surprise appearance from Martin and his men. Unfortunately, we were unable to catch them. Damn rebels! The land is foreign to us and they know it! Well, hopefully the next time Martin and I meet, the outcome will be different. That is all I have to say. I love you and miss you terribly, for you are constantly invading my thoughts when I should be thinking about military business.
-W.G.C.T.
I sat for a moment, looking at the content of William's letter. I was bothered greatly by them. I knew Benjamin Martin from attending political conferences with my father and brother. I thought him to be a man of honour, but William's letter changed my thinking; Benjamin Martin was "The Ghost"; he had my father and brother hanged for treason.
My face grew tight in anger as I restrained myself from crumpling up the letter; instead I broke the seal of the next letter that I knew was from Bordon, and began to read.
Mary,
I suppose you already heard from the colonel that we know who "The Ghost" is, so I will skip that topic. I haven't much time to write, but I decided to anyway. I apologise for the length or lack thereof. I hardly have time for anything except work now. And Col. Tavington has been in a strop with certain military concerns for quite some time, so that doesn't make it any better. Well I've got to go eat supper, but I hope to see you soon.
-Capt. Bordon, British Green Dragoons
Part 2. A Kiss In The DarkNearly two days had passed since I last received letters from William and Bordon.
I got dressed in my nightdress and sat down in the armchair. I felt restless, for the contents of William's letter still upset me. I sat in the armchair, allowing my thoughts to consume me, and eventually fell asleep in the chair.
Hours later I was startled as I felt someone reach out and pick me up off of the chair.
"What's going on! Let…"
I was silenced by warm, enticing lips.
"William," I said pulling away; "you're back."
William laughed lightly, carrying me over to the four-poster and tucking me in; he was already dressed in his nightclothes. He climbed into bed next to me enveloping me in his arms and kissed me deeply.
I felt his lips travel down to my neck and closed my eyes as he gently nipped at my flesh.
"I've missed you." Said William, a seductive undertone in his voice.
"Really? How much have you missed me?" I replied silkily.
"Would you like me to show you?" He asked.
"I thought you were tired."
"I never tire of you." Replied William.
"Oh, really is that so?"
William unbuttoned the back of my nightdress and slid it slowly from my shoulders, down my arms and past my hips to my ankles.
"Yes, that is so." Replied William, stroking my bare skin, causing shivers to run up and down my spine.
I kicked free of my nightdress and whispered," Prove it."
William kissed me passionately, causing my body heat to rise with his fire, and replied seductively, "As you wish, my lady."