Damien stood off to one side, watching Eloise and Jane as they sat with the other ladies. The laughter from the ladies drifted across the market. His gaze only left them when strangers drew too close.
Damien was still waiting for a sight of the man named Peter, wanting to determine for himself whether he was the source of the rumours.
"I don't see him, Lord Hawthorne," Aiden informed Damien.
"It seems we won't see him until tonight. Still, if you catch a glimpse of him, let me know at once," Damien said, his gaze drifting back to Eloise and Jane.
"I should have dealt with him properly back then," Aiden said, the regret of having only frightened Peter evident in his voice. "Lady Hawthorne didn't want to cause trouble on your behalf. Apparently, this man has grown up in the countryside all his life, so he is well-liked here. She didn't want you to be hated."
