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\u201cThat child has a name, Captain. His name is Daniel, or if you are a stickler for formality, Viscount Melton.\u201dThe captain turned and frowned down at her son, who stared back at him with blatant curiosity and a small amount of animosity, as forthright as any young and intelligent child. Even at his young age, Daniel was a shrewd judge of character, and had been instructed by his uncles to be careful about trusting strangers. When the Captain turned back to the tattered maps spread over his makeshift desk, Anne ignored his unspoken dismissal and used the time to observe the infuriating man without having his condemning gaze fixed on her, as it had been a week earlier at the Duke and Duchess of Richmond\u2019s extravagant Brussels ball. If she and Daniel were to travel with his group of wounded soldiers, Anne wanted to learn as much as possible about their leader. Her son\u2019s survival depended on her being well informed and prepared for any eventuality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dust filtered down through a gaping hole in the high roof and settled in the Captain\u2019s hair, turning it a darker brown than his normal golden yellow, though a bucketful of dust wouldn\u2019t make any difference to the state of his stained uniform. His left pants\u2019 leg had been sliced open to the knee, the two sides pinned clear of the large bandage winding down most of his leg, while a spindly wooden crutch was propped against the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His large physique had attracted her even before their dance at the ball, though his striking physical attributes didn\u2019t compensate for his belligerent attitude, or for his obvious displeasure at encountering her both in Brussels and near the battlefield. Still, the Captain had undoubtedly scowled in a similar fashion at many women he\u2019d met either in Brussels or at Waterloo, as she\u2019d heard him spout his narrow-minded view at the ball to his fellow officers. The Captain believed that in the vicinity of battles only men should be allowed. Not women, and especially not ladies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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