Midnight. Kate crept down the hallway, candlestick in one hand and the other raised to shield the flickering flame. The stone floor was cold under her bare feet, but she was silent as a cat without the betraying shuffle of slippers. The distant rumble of voices sounded belowstairs. She slipped into the library. Safe!
Kate straightened and let her hand fall away from the light of the candle. The library smelled of old books and a faint hint of her father’s snuff. Kate rather thought it was the Virgil that was so musty. Anything that ancient could hardly smell any other way. It was a man’s space, with solid furniture and long velvet curtains in a color her father called claret and her mother crimson. Kate liked to think of them as scarlet, which made her mother, already nervous about Kate’s dubious attitude toward propriety, throw her hands up in despair.
Kate started to search. She had her aunt to thank for bringing it into the house. Her parents had immediately banished it to the back of the library, but at least they hadn’t consigned it to the fire. Finally. It seemed like everyone had read it but her, and Augusta Mainwaring had been a perfect pig about it.
There! She pulled out the slim volume and looked at the cover. Printed in thin gold letters was the scandalous name and the title: “THE CORSAIR.” Kate grinned delightedly, tucked it into her dressing gown, and stole back to her room.
I am having so much fun with the prompts this week, I decided to go for a second round with a little splash of Regency for Write on Edge‘s Red Writing Hood prompt. (Also, all the new books on hand available for reviewing are Terry Pratchett and I thought I’d give you guys a break. I swear, a shipment of all new books from Barnes & Noble is on its way. And none of them are by Pratchett. Seriously.) This week, in honor of the board game Clue, they asked for up to 250 words including the words “candlestick,” “scarlet,” and “library.” For those not familiar with the period, suffice it to say that Lord Byron’s personal life was known to be scandalous by the standards of the time and rumored to be quite scandalous even by modern standards, and his works were considered not appropriate for Nice Young Ladies’ eyes. Thanks for reading!