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  1. Charles Whitehurst

    Into the Depths Once More Wednesday Evening 4/13

    Stepping upon the trigger, Charles waited for the door to open. Moving inward with his lantern, he ushered Sam inside and closed the door. The expectation as that the room would not have been disturbed since the last time he and Susan had visited. Charles moved the lantern about to assure himself that such was the case. "I found the dagger here." He pointed to the ledge that had hidden it. "Here are the remains of the man that was murdered over his love for another man's wife," he explained. "His spirit has been trapped seeking some form of justice. Perhaps we can contact him again together."
  2. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    "A young lady?" He thought of Tamsin, but he had warned her of the danger of becoming too involved. Yet, women were hard to dissuade. There was the possibility that it could be Susan Herbert, but it would be unseemly of her being seen calling on him. That left Davina. She had assured him that she was well when it was obvious that she was not. Yet, she would have used the back stairs he imagined. "Show her in," he ordered. Perhaps it was some new damsel in distress.
  3. Lantern held high, golden dagger in his pocket, Charles led Sam down the narrow steps of the palace secret passage. It was not easy to find the trigger for the hidden vault; but, fortunately, he had made the trip on more than one occasion with Susan Herbert, so he was confident he would locate the release. As always, he was in uniform so he would be easy to identify for other soldiers of the Guard. "It is around here," he whispered to his captain, the words having a slight echo. Would he be able to conjure the spirit once more to prove the truthfulness of his story with Sam? They were about to find out.
  4. Somerset Palace Located off the Strand yet still with River frontage is Somerset Palace. Once a Royal Residence it had changed ownership several times and as currently being used by it's Steward Lord Langdon, as his headquarters for the London Law enforcement regiment. Captain Trentmont is in charge of the day to days. The Earl of Langdon sat in his office within Somerset Palace overlooking the Thames. Here he had three roles. He held the office of Steward of Somerset Palace. He was the Colonel of his own city militia regiment as part of his title of Lord Lieutenant of London. While Parliament had asked the regiment to have its barracks outside the city, the palace had been an "informal" gathering place for the soldiers on duty to rest and eat. His former commander of the Life Guard, Colonel Trentmont had taken over the day to day operations of the regiment, and he too had an office in the palace. Unlike Trentmont, Langdon still held the position of Major in the King's Life Guard. This was a role he carried wherever he went. On this day he pondered many things. While regretting his failure to capture the garden assassin, he had come up short on ideas to tracjk the killer further. The plans to confront and arrest Master Lewin had to be deferred. Since Darlene was having a dinner with others this evening, he was free to escort Sam to the secret room in the palace. There was less need to be careful since Sam was an officer in the Life Guard, as opposed to escorting Susan Herbert to dark places. With hands behind his back, he stared upon the river hoping for an inspiration. Perhaps his soldiers would hear something useful in their rounds. He say a woman that resembled Davina employing a water taxi. He wondered how long she had to live, given there last odd encounter. As for Darlene, he felt like he could not propose to her until he confessed his womanizing ways since she had last known him. He would rather she know before betrothal, than after.
  5. It seemed that his intimate disclosures would need to await another night. Darlene had other plans. Eventually she would learn of Catherine whether he confessed it or not. Maybe that would be better he mused silently. He had not been aware of an art exhibit. They were stuffy affairs in his opinion; but, if Darlene wanted to go, he was willing. "If I can get free of my duties, I shall be happy to do so." Maybe he could meet her admirers there. They kissed and kissed. He was almost certain that he had convinced her to stay; but, she pulled away at the end. "Have fun."
  6. Charles smiled inwardly at Darlene's pronouncement of bringing light to the lives of her friends. Given Darlene's gift for dramatic flair, she was probably correct, at least a far as he was concerned. It seemed that her idea of fun was a dress up with silver tiaras. Did ladies really do such things for fun.? He was so glad to be born a male. "It sounds like fun," he agreed insincerely, hoping to make Darlene happy. He was disappointed his love was unwilling to stay, but he attempted to hide it. Of course he was far less practiced in the art of acting as was the lady opposite him. She was gifted and he was still learning. "I shall call on you tomorrow then? Sleep well my love." He moved to kiss and hug her tightly. "And have fun with the Duchess." It seemed safer to call on her than the other way around. Better that she throw him out than she storm out in tears if she did not respond rationally to Catherine Sedley, and maybe the others.
  7. Charles attempted to disguise the disappointment he felt as Darlene deferred her story about Killigrew. She mentioned another appointment, making him wonder what was afoot. When Darlene mentioned Davina, a cold sweat threatened to appear on his brow. It was but a matter of time before Darlene coaxed Davina's secret from her. Darlene had a skill that way. Yet Davina was a lady that did not seem to gossip or reveal secrets, so there was hope. Charles told himself that he needed to encourage Darlene to expand her friendships in other directions. Charles stopped himself from gossiping about Davina, revealing that she was likely dying. "The Duchess of Ablemarle?" He was impressed. Her husband was the head of the Life Guard and his boss. As such, he was intrigued with learning more. Charles knew Sophia but did not know the French lady. He found it odd that Darlene would want to have anything to do with anyone French. It seemed as though he was doomed to wait for more details on that. "I know Lady Toledo." He had been attempting to reveal his affair with Catherine Sedley this evening, but worried that Darlene would rush off before he could allay any concerns she might have. He preferred not to rush the story and wanted it to be part of a longer conversation between the two of them. Charles had done many things that might shock Darlene. He was still debating with himself as to how much he would reveal. "Perhaps another night?" Charles teased back as she wanted to know the gossip. "Or perhaps you come back later tonight, after whatever errand you might have?" He was willing to stay up into the wee hours with her, if she was willing.
  8. Things progressed in good order, making arrangements with one of York's many clerks or secretaries. The only thing gnawing at Charles was the secret mission alluded to by the pair of Savoyards. As Manfred bade him farewell, Charles inquired "what would it be that Victor would want me to write to his mother?" Perhaps he could glean something from that.
  9. "I believe you," Charles replied, relieved that she liked his idea. "If I had a conspiracy, I would definitely want you to play a lead role," he flattered. On the subject of Killigrew, they had spoken about ways to explain her attack upon him, but she had never explained her motives. "You never told me," he confessed. "I should like to hear it." Indeed he would. It seemed a dark secret and one needed to learn all (or most at least) of the dark secrets of the one you planned to marry. He had some of his own to reveal. On the topic of her friends, Charles joined Darlene in finding it curious. "Ladies that do not gossip?" That was like a military man that never handled a weapon. "How odd. No one has gossiped about me to you then?" She seemed to know nothing about Catherine Sedley, drawing into question her own capacity to learn gossip. "Who are these friends of yours? It may be time to add new friends," he offered mostly in jest.
  10. Charles Whitehurst

    Back in the Office Tuesday Afternoon

    As for the children, Charles had assumed they were foreign in someway. Their names sounded Dutch or perhaps Nordic. Those people adopted curious names with curious pronunciations, at least as far as Charles was concerned. There were greater mysteries to solve. His approach would have been simply to ask them about their nationality. "Yes, it is high time that you saw the secret room," he agreed. He trusted Sam completely and he suspected that she would always question his sanity or sobriety unless he showed her reliable evidence. He could have her speak with Susan Herbert, but Charles thought it best to protect Susan's role. "Shall we go tomorrow at the Witching Hour?"
  11. Charles was learning from Darlene. "The answer is obvious," he announced as he was trying to compose one. "You have been given a more secret assignment. Investigating the docks is hardly worth your talents you could explain," he offered, hoping she would pick up on the story and finish it. "Tell them you are sworn to secrecy so you are unable to tell them. Embellish the importance if you wish, but avoid anything that could be proven untrue." She loved the theater and Charles supposed this would be a role she would relish. "Maybe a clue you are working with the Life Guard." She was looking to reveal their relationship. "Any good puzzle is solved one piece ay a time. Let the court test their skill. We have been seen together many times. You visit my house and I visit yours. You rode behind me on my horse. We toured Dorchester House together and it was clear to the servants we are close. You are the wife of my former closest friend, If I escort you to church or a ball, even the slow-witted will come to see the evidence. We act coy, like it is some royal secret until we find an event worthy to keep it silent no longer. We make it sporting thereby," he attempted to explain. "That assumes , of course, that you still love me." There he had laid his own clue. There were things he needed to confess. They had always ignored the obvious discussion about former and current lovers. Was it relevant? Perhaps not. At least he needed to tell her about Catherine Sedley. She bore his child after all.
  12. Charles Whitehurst

    Back in the Office Tuesday Afternoon

    ?Blazing cannons," Charles muttered in frustration. There were no good choices. They could delay the confrontation and run the risk that Lewin escaped. Thety could confront him and arrest him without evidence other than that of a ghost. They could confront him and kill him, again without evidence enough to satisfy suspicions. Though he was an earl and the King's officer, there were some limits on his power. There was no connection with a threat upon the King's life other than that which they could fabricate. "Let us wait a day or two, for the palace security to return to normal and then we confront him," Charles concluded. It was a way to protect himself against accusations of dereliction of duty to chase other villains. Perhaps another visit to the ghost was in order. Why was Lewin so interested in the dagger?
  13. Charles pondered briefly the wisdom of intervening between mother and son, but supposed he would aid Victor since the Duchess misrepresented the danger. Victor would be Duke one day and would like to further curry favor. " We can go into the outer chamber beyond this door. You can leave your present with the Duke's man and request a meeting. He will need a way to contact you when he is able to meet. It may be a day or two, so he will need to know which inn you are staying at. I will try and see if I can convince him to see you. Without my assistance you might need to wait for weeks for an answer, as His Highness is a very busy man. Are we agreed then?" He paused to see if they would agree and he would escort them to York outer chambers. During the subsequent wait, he would make sure that some of York's gentlemen would be in attendance as well, for security.
  14. "I assume his predicament is his mother," Langdon jested, knowing how cunning and manipulative she was. She would attempt to control her son up until the day of her death, Charles supposed. "I will help you and Victor get the message to His Highness. The difficulty is that he is unlikely to meet anyone who has not had a meeting scheduled far in advance with his secretary. I can assist, but I cannot ensure that he will meet with you. If nothing else, I could deliver a sealed letter into his hands, or the hands of one of his gentlemen. He is certain to read it."
  15. Charles had arrived at court knowing very little about women, let alone ladies. He still had a good distance to travel before he could claim to have gained a good understanding. Yet he knew three truths about ladies. One, they enjoyed flattery. Two, the word "love" meant everything to them. Third, no lady could resist a man in uniform. Since he wore his uniform most every day, the third truth was always on display. He was gifted with flattery, so he was well-armed for that battle. As for the mention of love, he felt more judicious about such things. He had used the word with Darlene and Davina. He had playfully avoided any such proclamation with Catherine Sedley, and the other ladies in his life to date had been little more than friends. He had no hesitation with the term with Darlene because they had a connection ever since they first met in 1675. She had demanded that he write her a love poem. He had dutifully complied. While they were both married to others, she wrote him a letter saying that the two of them should have married. Who would have thought that the deaths of both spouses would have made that possible? They were not alike at all, but they fit well together. "Very well, you are banned from visiting the docks unless in my company," he pronounced as some sort of solemn judgment. Frankly, he had never thought she would go at night. Rather, he imaged that she would wander about aimlessly until she tired of negative responses, and then go home, having felt that she had contributed mightily to his investigation. "Now that I have given you an order," he asked playfully, "what command do you have for me?"