The Viscount – Chapter Six

THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE

CHAPTER SIX

Paltier walked down the smooth stone steps that led to, what was the ground floor on one half of the property set on a hill, and what was the cellar in the other. The stairway was lined with dim light fixtures, which were ineffective when set against the large windows located at the landing. The stone walls held centuries-old deer heads, mounted on felt-covered wooden bases. The air was chilly.

His shoes echoed on the stone as he walked towards the old kitchen with its brick fireplace that took up one entire wall, and the wine room that was just off to the side.

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I am the daughter of a symphony musician who was raised in upstate New York, and I simply breathe all things classical, be it music or 19th century literature (English and Russian). I married Sir Renaissance in New York City, and before I knew it, he had swept me up and brought me back home to his own country. So here we are. Three children, a rather ordinary life in a rather exceptional place. I am now ‘A Lady in France.’

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3 comments on “The Viscount – Chapter Six
  1. Wow indeed.
    You will tell the story of Annie later right….
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    • ladyjennie says:

      What do you take me for? 😀

      No, seriously. You will know about Annie – she’s a small part, but she’s not random. Thank you so much for following along. I really wouldn’t keep going if it weren’t for the encouragement because plot is SO HARD! :-) I really appreciate it Tinne!

  2. Alison says:

    Now I can’t wait for the next chapter!
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I think I was born in the wrong era. I am meant to live in the 19th century. In England. Born into an aristocratic family that is independently wealthy and doesn't need to marry off its daughters to save them from becoming spinster governesses. ( To continue reading, please click here. )

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