Lady Ivy and the Irishman (CLAIRVOIR CASTLE #5) by Sally Britton EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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JULY 2, 1821
“My friends say being an Irish baron isn’t as good as being an English
baron.”
Teague Frost blinked down the breakfast table at Fiona, his
eleven-year-old sister. She stared at him, her dark brown eyes inquisitive.
“Did your friends say why?”
“They say your heir cannot sit in the House of Lords when you die.”
Given that Teague was not anywhere near expiring, nor did he have an
heir or any way to obtain one as a bachelor, he stared incredulously at his
younger sister. At ten o’clock in the morning, already exhausted and not
looking forward to the day ahead of him, he was not in the best frame of
mind to discuss the drawbacks of being an Irish member of Parliament.
“Your friends are right enough. All Irish lords in the House of Lords
must be elected by the Irish peerage.”
“Why? All an English lord has to do is wait for his father to die, and
then he gets to sit in Parliament.”
Teague wrapped his hand around his cup of coffee. “It is complicated,
Fi.”
The child sighed and went back to her breakfast, humming softly to
herself between bites of egg and sausage. Her humming during meals
wasn’t the best of habits, but since it made her happy, Teague said nothing.
Neither did her governess, when she was about.
His mother would have asked her to stop, had she been at table.
Unfortunately, the baroness was in bed with a headache. His other sister
was a married woman, completely gone from Teague’s household.
Which meant the only person to converse with was Fiona. And Fiona
seemed of a mind to discuss politics.
“When will women get the vote, do you think?” she asked with a tilt to
her head. “Before I am grown?”
“That is unlikely.”
“Why? Máthair says that even though women may not have a vote, we
influence politics more than you men will ever know.”
His lips twitched. “Does she now?”
“She does.” Fiona adjusted her posture and pointed her fork at him. “I
think I’m as smart as any boy my age. Why couldn’t I run for the House of
Commons?”
He leaned back in his chair and regarded her with amusement. “It’s
complicated.”
She huffed. “You already used that answer once.”
“I’m certain this is something your governess ought to school you in.”
“Do you know why or not?”
“I know why, but sitting at my breakfast table, when I’m hardly awake
enough to enjoy a bite, isn’t the best time to be after explanations.
Especially when I know none of them will satisfy someone as stubborn as
you.”
Fiona considered his words a moment before she nodded. “Fair enough.
But you will explain sometime, will you not?”
“I will. Sometime.” He looked at the clock hung over the door. He
needed to leave to make his committee meetings on time, but his mind
remained in a fog of exhaustion from staying out late the evening before.
Keeping awake to attend the evening events of London Society was
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