My Dearest Pat,
Thank you for your very kind invitation to compose this “blog,” I hope I have that term correct, on the subject of Valentine’s Day celebrations. We call it Saint Valentine’s Day in my time, and it is a day of sweet joys when ladies and gentlemen share their deepest feelings.
There are shops along Bond Street where one can purchase Saint Valentine’s Day cards that have words already inscribed to give to those for whom we have a particular partiality, or, as is more common, we purchase special gilt paper on which to craft our personal messages.
This is also a day of gift giving, of sweets, jewelry, flowers, or, if adequate funds are unavailable for such luxuries, perhaps a simple love knot made of straw. I have heard that you have a wonderful sweet in your time called chocolates. I absolutely adore hot chocolate, that drink is my weakness. I can only imagine what it would taste as a solid, scrumptious comfit. I will not tell Lord Terrance of this, for if he ever discovered the secret of such a decadent pleasure, he would be sure to torment me with another game involving winning chocolate as a prize. It would be my Death by Chocolate for certain.
This blog would not be complete, however, if I failed to mention that there is a darker side to this festive day of love. This may no longer be the case in your time. Perhaps people have evolved past such petty actions, but there are a few in my society who take joy in inflicting pain on others. They send Saint Valentine’s Day cards with the deliberate intention of causing hurt, simply because a lady might not be as pretty or well spoken or from a suitable family background.
I am the granddaughter of a Marquis, and considered a beauty by some affectionate friends, yet I, too, once received a beastly Saint Valentine’s Day card. I share this distressing memory, dear Pat, to show that no one is immune to life’s arrows. My crime was that I have a knack to hear what most people cannot discern, and see what is opaque to others’ gazes. So people paint me as different, odd, leaving me open to being flayed by sarcastic wit.
My advice to others who might be the recipient of speech so atrocious in content on this day set aside for lovers, is to smile, for you have been commemorated on Saint Valentine’s Day for the very thing that made the saint infamous – he, too, was perceived to have behaved improperly, simply because he was a priest who believed his subjects were entitled to love, to marry and to live happily ever after, even if his Roman Emperor forbade such luxuries in a time of war. Sometimes, as with drinking (or eating) chocolate, forbidden conduct, especially if done for the purest of reasons, such as love, has an allure that’s simply impossible to resist.
I would be thrilled to hear from some of your readers about their feelings regarding this fascinating holiday. What do you like or dislike about Saint Valentine’s Day? I leave you with my Valentine’s gift for one randomly chosen commenter, a Kindle copy of A Beastly Scandal.
Lady Annabelle (Belle) Marchant
Belle Marchant is the heroine of
A Beastly Scandal by Shereen Vedam
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A BELLE OF THE BALL…
Lady Annabelle Marchant was a belle of the ball in London until she used her psychical senses to save a man’s life. She failed miserably, leaving him dead and her disgraced. All she wants now is a chance to comfort his widow by cleansing the woman’s home of her husband’s restless spirit. But the widow’s son, the beastly Lord of the Manor, accuses her of coming to the wilds of Cheshire to snag him as a husband. Thoroughly disgusted, she is bent on proving him wrong.
…BECOMES PERSONA NON-GRATA…
Lord Rufus Marlesbury, the Earl of Terrance, is suspected of murdering his father. He has come home to clear his name by finding the real killer before the new year or Rufus will be called in front of the House of Lords to answer for the crime. He does not have time to waste fending off a marriage-minded miss who has inveigled an invitation to his home by playing on his grief-stricken mother’s worst fears.
…WHEN A MURDERER IS ON THE RAMPAGE
With an unruly manor ghost terrorizing the occupants and corpses piling up in the village, Belle must find a way to see the man beneath the beast and Rufus must learn to believe in the love of a woman who has no reason to trust him. Only by working together can they stop a vengeful ghost before it torments the guests or before the killer strikes again.
A Beastly Scandal’s Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/TzFVC4czHOw
About The Author
Shereen Vedam was born on a tiny paradise island called Ceylon, later renamed Sri Lanka. After she arrived in Canada, she moved across the provinces until she landed in British Columbia where she found a new paradise all her own, filled with people and pets and plants (including an awesome giant Weeping Sequoia) that nurture her love of reading, writing and dreaming.
Shereen’s website: www.shereenvedam.com
Her upcoming fairytale-inspired Regency romances (from ImaJinn Books):
A Devilish Slumber – (a sleeping beauty inspired tale) – October 2014
A Scorching Dilemma – (a Cinder “fella” inspired tale) – December 2014
A Perfect Curse – (a Snow White inspired tale) – 2015