When writing my first villain in The Heir And The Spare, I gave Lord Phillip every possible vice and flaw I could think of. I wanted it to be very, very clear that he was bad. So he drinks, gambles, is a bad kisser and has allegedly ruined numerous women.
It was great fun fixing him up and making him a hero in The Rogue And The Rival. While it was easy to fix the drinking or bad kissing (don’t worry, that definitely gets remedied), explaining away the four women he ruined….now that was trickier. But if he was going to be a hero, it had to be done. And it could be done.
But there was one bit from my first book that made me think oh fuck. I took great delight in writing this scene in which Lady Palmerston tells Emilia all of Phillip’s greatest sins. In detail. Basically, it’s full of information that came back to haunt me as I was writing Rogue. I remember writing this, humming along, making up outrageous stuff and never thinking that I would one day have to explain it or deal with the consequences.
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“You promised to tell me what he had done to deserve his reputation, aunt.”
“I did no such thing,” she replied, taking a sip of tea.
“I know. But perhaps you could just tell me anyway.”
“Very well. I never did see the point of withholding information,” her aunt said, taking a long sip of tea before setting the cup down in the saucer. “You see, there are rakes and then there are absolute scoundrels. Lord Huntley is the latter. A rake keeps company with actresses and opera singers and is a tremendous flirt. An absolute scoundrel is worse. I have it on good authority that Phillip has ruined four girls. He should have only ruined one, and then married her. But the first one was the seventh daughter of a baron, and therefore fairly inconsequential. Rumor has it that he paid a sum of money to hush up the affair. Found her beneath him as a wife, but quite nice beneath him as a fling. She is now rusticating in the country.” Lady Palmerston paused for breath and a sip of tea. While she obviously enjoyed sharing such a salacious tale, the warning was unmistakable.
“Then there was the time he was caught with the daughter of a Viscount, Althorp, I believe. Ruined in the garden during her coming out ball! He refused to marry her, and departed for the continent. No one knows what has become of that poor girl. Rumor has it that while he was in Italy, he became betrothed to the daughter of the ambassador, and stood her up at the altar.”
Emilia felt a sinking, awful sensation in her stomach. She had not only kissed this man, who showed so little respect for women, but she had liked it.
“But those are just rumors, right? It may not all be true,” Emilia said hopefully.
“You are too smart to be such a fool. I haven’t even gotten to his most scandalous affair. All I shall say about that is common wisdom that the Duke of Grafton’s heir is not actually his son, but Lord Huntley’s.”
“But there must be some decency in him,” Emilia protested. After all, if he were such a debaucher of young women, wouldn’t he have taken more than a kiss from her when he had the chance?
“It seems you are the only one interested in finding it. If I cannot dissuade you, at least be very careful, dear.”
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Spoiler alert! Lady Palmerston was accurate in her reporting. She did not, however, know all the details of Phillip’s past, and I will say that he is not as guilty as he seems at first blush. But the truth does come out and all of these women reappear in The Rogue And The Rival.