Dangerous Love

Derbyshire, the spring of 1838 She was so engrossed in the book she was reading that she didn't really hear the knocking on her door until it became pounding. Ariella started, curled up in a canopied four-poster bed, a book about Genghis Khan in her hands. For one more moment, visions of a thirteenth-century city danced in her mind, and she saw well-dressed upper-class men and women fleeing in panic amidst artisans and slaves, as the Mongol hordes galloped through the dusty streets on their warhorses. "Ariella de Warenne!" Ariella sighed. She had been able to smell the battle, as well as see it. She shook the last of her imaginings away. She was at Rose Hill, her parent's English country home; she had arrived last night. "Come in, Dianna," she called, setting the history aside. Her half sister, Dianna, her junior by eight years, hurried in and stopped short. "You're not even dressed!" she exclaimed. "I can't wear this gown to supper?" Ariella said with mock innocence. She didn't care about fashion, but she did know her family, and at supper the women wore evening dresses and jewels, the men dinner jackets. Dianna's eyes popped. "You wore that dress to breakfast!" Ariella slid to her feet, smiling. She still couldn't get over how much her little sister had matured. A year ago, Dianna had been more child than woman. Now it was hard to believe she was only sixteen, especially clad in the gown she was wearing. "Is it that late?" Vaguely, she glanced toward the windows of her bedroom and was surprised to see the sun hanging low in the sky. She had settled down with her tome hours ago. "It is almost four and I know you know we are having company tonight." Ariella did recall that Amanda, her stepmother, had mentioned something about supper guests. "Did you know that Genghis Khan never initiated an attack without warning? He always sent word to the countries' leaders and kings asking for their surrender first, instead of simply attacking and slaying everyone, as so many historians claim." Dianna stared, bewildered. "Who is Genghis Khan? What are you talking about?" Ariella beamed. "I am reading about the Mongols, Dianna. Their history is incredible. Under Genghis Khan, they formed an empire almost as large as that of Great Britain. Did you know that?" "No, I did not. Ariella, Mother has invited Lord Montgomery and his brother--in your honor." "Of course, today they inhabit a far smaller area," Ariella said, not having heard this last bit. "I want to go to the Central Steppes of Asia. The Mongols remain there today, Dianna. Their culture and way of life is almost unchanged since the days of Genghis Khan. Can you imagine?" Dianna grimaced and walked to a closet, pushing through the hanging gowns there. "Lord Montgomery is your age and he came into his title last year. His brother is a bit younger. The title is an old one, the estates well run. I heard Mother and Aunt Lizzie talking about it." She pulled out a pale blue gown. "This is stunning! And it doesn't look as if you have worn it." Ariella didn't want to give up on her sister yet. "If I give you this history to read, I am certain you will enjoy it. Maybe we can all go to the steppes together! We could even see the Great Wall of China!" Dianna turned and stared. Ariella saw that her little sister was losing patience. It was always hard to remember that no one, not even her father, shared her passion for learning. "No, I haven't worn the blue. The supper parties I attend in town are filled with academics and Whig reformers, and there are few gentry there. No one cares about fashion." Holding the gown to her chest, Dianna shook her head. "That is a shame! I am not interested in Mongols, Ariella, and I cannot truly understand why you are. I am not going to the steppes with you--or to some Chinese wall. I love my life right here! The last time we spoke, you were in a tizzy about the Bedouins." "I had just returned fromJoyce, Brenda is the author of 'Dangerous Love', published 2008 under ISBN 9780373772759 and ISBN 0373772750.