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Charlotte was summoned for a lunch with her father. The general had just arrived to Wilkins Manor before attending the ball later tonight. He had not spent much time with her since she got back from the militia and he was worried about her. She would barely leave her room; she would not play music nor read.

She sat down and their lunch was served. She took her fork and played with her food for a minute.

"Charlie, how are you?"

"Good."

"No, I can see you are not well. I will not force you to talk to me, but if you want to, I will listen."

She put down her fork on the table and looked at him. She was burning to ask questions about her husband reputation she kept hearing. They were alone and Tavington would not be here for some time.

"Father, since I came here, I have learned the reputation William has. Martin told me horrible stories about his behavior, and I thought he was messing around with me. When I confronted him about it, he did not deny it. Yesterday, I've hear a story about killing a whole village. Father, tell me, who is this man I married?"

"He is one of the best officers I have. He is willing to do what is necessary and what others won't do. The only thing I hope is that he is a gentleman with you. If I learn he would raise his hand on you, no one could stop me from killing him, you can be sure of it."

"So you do not deny his actions, you even point them out. To you, this is the conduct of a gentleman? I don't know if I can keep taking his defense anymore."

"Charlie, I know it is a lot to take in such a short time. You know you have two choices from now on. The first one: you go back to London, write to him a minimal amount, go back to you old life. Although I am not sure he will let you go so easily. If he is lucky, he'll go back in England in one piece. The second one: you forget those rumors and you stay loyal to your husband. You must find a way not to forgive him, but to see beyond those stories you hear. With luck, you get with child soon and build your family. Then you will have other things to occupy your head."

She looked down at her plate. There were indeed two options. When she was with him, she was not thinking a second about those rumors. She had to make up her mind on her own, and stop listening to other people opinions. How did she feel toward him? Did she still love him? Why had she been dreaming about another man if she was happy in her wedlock? Loyal or not loyal, that was the question.

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Florence was helping Charlotte to get change in her ball gown. She was tightening her stays when the Colonel entered the room. The maid lost immediately her smile and dropped her gaze to the floor as she finished tying the strings in her back.

Charlotte hearted almost skipped a beat. There were no doubt, she still loved him. Just his energy when he was in the same room as her left no second thoughts.

"Florence, go fetch my dress uniform, in the carriage downstairs," he ordered.

She left within the minute to do so, closing the door behind her. He came closer to Charlotte who did not move an inch. She still had some things to get off her mind.

"What is it now? What is on your mind again? Let me remind you that you are the one who wanted to attend this ball," Tavington said.

"Is the "no secret" rule still on?"

"Of course, what is it you want to know?"

There is no way she could not have known the ambush he had in his bedroom yesterday, but was ready to defend himself. After all, he had nothing to blame himself for.

"What about Pembroke?"

"What do you want to know precisely?"

"Did you kill the whole village?"

"No."

I ordered it though, he thought to himself.

"No?"

"Lily, you have to understand, you were kidnapped for days. When I finally found you, you were in a very bad shape, bruised and traumatised. The town was giving aid to Benjamin Martin and his rebels. I gave them the opportunity to speak to save themselves and they did not cooperate. Now, will you question every matter of this war every time you hear some nasty rumors? Will you doubt me? Your husband?"

"I am sorry," she said as she sighed. "You have done everything in your power to help me when I was in need, and all I could do was doubt you. I am deeply sorry. I don't care what the rumors are, or how many houses you've burned down. The only important thing is that you are here with me now."

"The only thing I am sorry is not to have arrived before this stays were tied on you," he said as he deeply kissed her.

A knock on the door interrupted their intimate moment. Tavington opened the door and took his uniform Florence held in her hands. He ordered her to come back later, closing the door in her face.

"What about my dress? She has to help me get changed."

"We still have time. And I know just what you can do to be forgiven."

He grabbed her waist and drew her close to him. He lowered down his head to nibble her lower lip.

"Yes, I have something in mind too."

His breathing became heavy with anticipation as she caressed his manhood through the fabric of his pant, his erection growing harder with every touch. Slowly, she unbuttoned his breeches, still holding his gaze. She kissed him lightly before kneeling in front of him, sliding his pants to free his member. His hands caressed the side of her face, knowing what was to come. Her hand grabbed the base of his shaft, getting her face closer to him. She opened her mouth, her tongue slowly licking his length. He sighed as he head felt back, his hands still on her face. Her tongue circled his helmet, then again along his length before taking him in her mouth. She heard him groan loudly as she began to suck him lightly.

His mind was blank, unable to think as he was lost in her rhythm. Gosh he enjoyed when she would indulged him like that. He thrusted back and forth in her mouth, as she sucked harder. She moaned around him and the vibration set his pace even faster. One of his hands moved from the side of her face to the back of her head as he sank in her. She knew when he normally did this; he was getting close to his release. Her hands moved to caress his thighs and buttocks. As she squeezed his balls in her hand, he let out a delightful sigh. He gripped his own shaft and touched himself fast and hard, as he still held her head steady, still coming in and out of her mouth. He spilled his seed in her as he groaned loudly. He caressed her face as she swallowed his cum. He reached for her and helped her to stand up. Looking deeply in her eyes and gave her a luscious kiss. He broke the kiss, out of breath.

"Gosh, Lily… I love you so much"

"Am I forgiven for doubting you now?"