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The next day had come quickly and after breakfast I had gone back to my room, to play some piano. After a night of thinking about everything that had happened the evening before, I came to the conclusion that Mr. Howard wouldn't show up and I told myself over and over again, that I didn't care. Sure that wasn't true, but I tried to convince myself by thinking it as often as possible.

I just started to play the Moonlight Sonata, when I heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?" I answered and Lizzy walked into the room. She looked confused, which confused me, so I asked:

"What is it?"

"The Earl of Suffolk is here asking for you…." Now I was just as confused as my sister.

"The Earl of Suffolk?"

"Yes… how do you know him?"

"I don't!" I answered truthfully, what could he want from me?

"He said you were awaiting him." Right then I realized that we were talking about Mr. Howard. He was an Earl? That couldn't be? Now it made even less sense that he wanted to spend time with me. Just thinking of who I was and of who he was. This was improper.

But it would be very impolite to just let him stand there, so I got up and said:

"I will go downstairs to greet him. Where do I find him?"

"He is in the Salon at the bottom of the staircase in the north." Lizzy replied and I immediately knew which salon she was talking about, because it was one of my favorites, a piano was also inside and I loved to play on it while watching the grounds of Pemberley through the window.

I quickly left the room and giggled a little when I realized that Lizzy wasn't following me, she was still too confused to comprehend the whole situation, but I was too. His title just confused me more and I couldn't understand why he would want to spend time with me. But now was the chance to ask him.

I reached the Salon and unconsciously I ran my fingers through my hair that I had pulled once again into the tight bun in my neck. When I realized what I did, I clasped my hands together to keep them from smoothing my hair or my dress.

When I stepped into the room I came face to face with the man who was an Earl, which I hadn't expected.

When his eyes fell on me, he smiled, again… this smile that made my knees go weak.

"Good Morning Miss Benett, I hope you rested well." he greeted me and walked towards me.

"Good Morning, yes I did, thank you." I replied, still unsure why he was really here and why he didn't tell me that he was the Earl of Suffolk.

"The weather is wonderful, so how about we continue our chat outside?" I nodded and when he offered his arm to me I took it, still not quite sure what to make of him.

We walked out of the front door and down the closest path towards the park.

For a moment we were both silent, though from time to time, I could feel his eyes on me, which made me feel uneasy. So when I couldn't take it anymore I found the courage to ask:

"What are you doing here?" That seemed to surprise him, because he looked down at me, which he had to do, because he was at least a head taller than me. The confusion was obvious in his blue eyes.

"I told you I would visit you today." he answered matter-of-factly.

"But why? I mean you are the Earl of Suffolk and I am no one."

"So you found out?" he asked, looking a little sheepish.

"Of course I did, after all my sister knows who you are." I explained to him and he nodded.

"I forgot about that. But to your question. I told you yesterday, that I enjoyed our conversation isn't that alone reason enough for me to be here? Oh and trust me, you are not no one."

I couldn't help but blush because his gaze was so intense that it made my insides squirm.

"But it is improper for you to even speak with someone of my social standing." I answered when we reached the first trees of the parks of Pemberley.

He seemed amused by my words, because he chuckled before answering:

"I never cared what's respectable and what's not, fortunately my mother is a distant relative of King George III and she is very dear to him. That gives me more freedom than others." His words surprised me, but I could somehow understand that, who would be brave enough to say something negative about his behavior, when his mother was close to the king? Probably no one, was the answer to that.

"You see, there is no reason for you to worry." I nodded, not quite sure what to reply and sometimes it was best to just be quiet. Even though my mother would never understand that.

"This park is really beautiful." I said after a moment to change the subject. It was pretty obvious but Mr. Howard just nodded before answering:

"You are indeed right, but you should see the gardens of Charlton Park, in my opinion they are far more beautiful than these!"

"Really?" I asked, I couldn't imagine a place more beautiful and perfect than Pemberley.

"Yes, you should visit the estate when you happen to be in Wiltshire."

"I would love that." I replied honestly.

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