Snippet #1525639

((Isobel's mother is among the party, is she not?))

Damien did not miss the desperate look Miss Marwick sent his way as the Lord blatantly opposed her wishes. A white flare of anger seared through him, and he was forced to take a moment to control it before he addressed the situation. It was obvious that Lord Rowley had not failed to notice Miss Marwick's charms, which was probably the reason that he had so attached himself to her. Begrudgingly, Damien was forced to admit that even the most repulsive recognized beauty and strength when they saw it. Unlike the Lord, however, Damien felt no desire whatsoever to break her spirit. Her independence and strength was admirable, not to mention enticing.

Clearing his throat, he glanced at Gerard, who did not miss the pointed look directed his direction, and promptly came to Damien's aid. Damien addressed Mrs. Marwick, all smiles and compliments, while his friend attempted, rather forcefully at this point, to extricate the unwanted noble from his victim. "Mrs. Marwick, I do hope your daughter is not engaged for the evening, as I would like to express my desire to retain her company for myself," he smiled. "It is far too early in the Season for her to have been snatched up already, is it not?"

Gerard seemed to be having mild success in luring Rowley away from Miss Marwick with promises of wine and food back inside the house. The man appeared torn. Damien glared at his back, willing him to release his grip on Isobel's arm, where, he could tell, there would be a mark later. The thought sent another flash of anger through him. How he would relish the opportunity to put this toad in his place if it ever arose.