Though as a woman she should have kept silent, as Henry St. James heiress, she controlled the powers of the earldom. She would speak on behalf of her father.
John is lusting after the younger sis right now and here's her spin on it.
Alys hadnt gotten out of bed for three solid days, ever since Sean had escorted her back to their apartments following her afternoon with the king. She had decided that she wanted to be a royal consort and was convinced that the king was in love with her. When Sheridan had, not so nicely, told her she was mad for even entertaining such a thought, Alys had taken to her bed, miserable.
Still haven't figured out the age of the sisters, but here's older sister's attitude right before her first kiss:
The only tale of mens kisses she had ever heard had come from Alys, sloppy things that had left a chord of distaste in her mind.
Hero is having a secret meeting for more plotting and his conspirator realizes H has intentions of marrying h.
So you believe that your service warrants the earldom of Bath and Glastonbury? Not that I disagree, but you picked a mighty difficult goal. To aim for Sheridan St. James is, shall we say, reaching for the heavens. She is gloriously wealthy and well supported by the Bishop.
Now I have to run, but I'll leave you with this one (monitor warning). I'll get you the year later, but I believe it's just prior to the signing of the Magna Carta. Has to be winter, since the yard they were in was described as winter-dry.
You can trace your lineage back six hundred years to the ancient kings of Deira. Your father was Viscount Darlington and your elder sister married into the Umfravilles of Prudhoe Castle, heirs to Northumberland.
I haven't had a chance to google viscount yet, but I do wonder at that one.