Hey! Here's chapter three. I'm sorry for it being a little on the short side. I hope that you will enjoy this chapter!

Chapter Three: The Party

Much to my chagrin, I will be attending a stupid ceremony and party to celebrate Lord Morgan's promotion. I would rather stay home, but considering he practically gave me no choice, I guess I'll go. Maybe it won't be so bad. After all, it is a party, how bad could it be.

After a few minutes, my attendant is helping me get dressed. Much to my chagrin, Lord Morgan chose a dress for me to wear tonight. While I don't like that it is from him, I must admit, he does have good taste and it fits me perfectly.

"You are one lucky girl," my attendant Lucy says as she helps me put on my dress.

"How so?" I ask. Truly, I know the answer she is going to give, but I want to hear her say it.

"Lord Morgan personally invited you to his promotion ceremony and party," she says. I wish I could hand the invitation off to her instead. I really have no desire to go to this tonight.

"I suppose you're right," I say.

"And rumor has it, he's going to ask you to marry him tonight," she says. "If I do say so myself, I think that you two would be a smart match."

"I hope the rumors are false," I say. There's no way that I'm going to marry that man. Yeah, he's rich and fairly attractive, but he's not someone that I'm interested in at all.

"Why?" she asks. She seems astonished that I would say such a thing. However, you would think that she would know me better than that.

"I don't love him, and I barely know him," I say. "I would never want to marry someone just for status or money. I will only marry someone that I truly love."

"I don't understand you're thought process Miss Turner," she says. I laugh a little.

"Very few people do, Lucy," I say. "Even though Lord Morgan is the most eligible bachelor in Martinique, that does not mean that I want to marry him. I'm sure that he could find someone else. There's tons of girls that would love to marry him."

"You're right. If I do say so myself, Miss Turner, you sure are one crazy girl," she says. I laugh a little. I really like having Lucy around. While she doesn't always understand me, and we rarely see eye to eye, she is someone that I feel comfortable talking to.

After a few minutes, I am ready to go. I take a quick glance at myself in my mirror before descending down the staircase. Once I am downstairs, I see both of my parents talking with one another. They to were also invited to the ceremony, thankfully. I do not want to have to spend any more time with Lord Morgan than I have to. He drives me crazy, and not in a good way.

"Sarah, you look beautiful," my father says with a smile on his face.

"You're my father, of course you are going to think that," I say.

"Well, while it is true that you're my daughter, I still do think that you look beautiful tonight," he says.

We talk for a few minutes and then head off to the ceremony. The whole way there, I try to think of some way to get out of going. Unfortunately, within a few minutes, we are at the ceremony. Now, there's nothing I can do. I guess I'll just fake being happy and delighted to be there. What else can one do?

Next time: The ceremony and party. Will the rumors be true? If they are, how will Sarah respond?

...Find out next week