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London, May 5, 1913

Subin strolled arm in arm through the garden of the family townhouse with her fiance, Vernon. "Thank goodness we're home at last." She sighed happily. "One more word of small talk, and I would've keeled over on the spot!"

Vernon hummed thoughtfully. "Now that you mention it, you did seem rather tired at the party. I hope everything's alright."

"Of course I'm alright!" Subin managed to paste a smile on her face but still glanced over her shoulder anxiously. "Why wouldn't I be?" She turned back to Vernon. "I'd much rather talk about our honeymoon plans. In fact, I was wondering whether we could leave earlier."

"Earlier?" Vernon furrowed his eyebrows. "But we're already leaving a few days after the wedding. The travel arrangements have already been made." He studied the omega's face, eyes full of concern. "You're sure there isn't something else on your mind?"

Subin quickly shook her head. "No, there's nothing, I prom-" She suddenly felt faint and dizzy. She let out a groan and put a hand to her head as the gardens swam around her. "Vernon…" She managed to mumble before collapsing.

"Subin!" Vernon caught the omega before her head hit the ground. Subin broke out into a fit of coughing as the alpha looked frantically around. "Joshua! Anyone! Someone ring for help!"

Knowing this could be her last chance, Subin desperately reached for Vernon's hand, squeezing it tightly with the last of her strength. "Tell…my brother…blood runs…"

"Blood runs?" Vernon repeated. "But you're not bleeding. I don't-Subin!" The omega shuddered in Vernon's arms as her lungs constricted, gasping in vain for air. "Subin please stay with me!" Slowly, the vast, empty sky above Subin turned black as she drew her last, ragged breath.

New York City, one month later

Jeonghan stared up at the ship that was to take him across the Atlantic and took a deep breath. He turned to face his half-brother, Chan, and leaned down to embrace him. "Don't leave us, Jeonghan." Chan pleaded.

"Be good, Chan." Jeonghan instructed with a warm smile. "It'll just be you and your little brother now." He then turned to say goodbye to his stepmother.

"I know this will be a big change for you…" The older omega sighed. "But with Subin gone, it's your duty to marry Vernon Chwe, the future Lord Ashbourne." She offered him an encouraging smile. "Try and look on the bright side! You'll be an heiress to a grand estate and a future viscountess!"

"Yes, yes, I know." Jeonghan said. "And our family will gain titles and social currency. In exchange, their bankrupt family gains our wealth." He swallowed down the anxiety bubbling up his chest. "Eunjung, you know I would do anything for our family. That's what Subin did, and it's what she would want."

"Thank you, darling." Eunjung brushed a stray piece of hair that had fallen from his bun out of his eyes. "I know it'll be an adjustment, but we'll only be a telephone call away if you need us." The airhorn blasted as the ship readied to depart. Eunjung wrapped Jeonghan in a warm embrace, and Jeonghan took the chance to deeply inhale as much of her scent as he could through the scent muting cream she wore. "Do take care, Jeonghan. Remember to be polite and reserved when you first meet the family. We'll be rooting for you every step of the way."

"Goodbye, Jeonghan." Chan pouted.

With one last glance at his family, Jeonghan headed toward the ship, ready to walk across the gangway and say farewell to life as he knew it.

***

Over the course of his week-long Transatlantic voyage to England, Jeonghan took to often standing on the deck, enjoying the feel of the wind on his face. During one of these moments, an omega approached him near the railing. "Why, dear, you look so glum." She mused. "Aren't you excited to be going to England?"

"I don't know if excited is the right word for it." Jeonghan answered honestly. The omega looked at him questioningly, so he sighed and attempted to explain. "My sister had gone over to England to participate in the social season and find an alpha. She got engaged to a noble but…" He swallowed thickly, forcing the tears away. "She recently passed and I'm the only remaining omega, so I must marry in her place."

"Ah…" The omega hummed understandingly. "I've heard of such arrangements. Bankrupt English peerage allying with newly wealthy American magnates. How do you feel about the engagement?"

"I feel pragmatic." Jeonghan said. "I'm the son of a businessman after all. I know this is a mutually beneficial transaction for our family, nothing more."

The omega smiled. "I'm surprised you're able to have such a level head about it. But that will serve you well." She gave Jeonghan a little wink and nod. "I wish you luck with your journey. Good day." She left Jeonghan to his thoughts and he turned back to watch the churning waters.

***

The sun dipped below the horizon as Jeonghan's automobile finally arrived at Windcroft Manor, the omega looking out his window at the lavish, illuminated estate. Family and servants were lined up in formation outside to welcome him. If only Subin had been there to greet him too…

With the chauffeur's help, Jeonghan emerged from the vehicle as gracefully as possible, and a handsome young alpha stepped forward to greet him. "Welcome to Windcroft Manor." The alpha smiled politely at him. "I trust that the journey treated you well. As much as a long, Transatlantic journey could anyway."

Assuming the alpha was his new fiance, Jeonghan curtsied politely and slightly bowed his head. "I'm Jeonghan Yoon. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The alpha gave a slight bow of his head in return, approval visible in his eyes. "Perhaps I judged our American cousins too harshly. You seem to have a semblance of decorum after all."

"I've long been curious about the alpha my sister was going to marry." Jeonghan said. "So it's a relief to finally put a face to the name."

The alpha's eyes twinkled with what seemed to be amusement. "And what do you think of your new fiance? Is he every bit as horrible and gruesome as you imagined?"

Jeonghan smiled a bit. "I would say he appears very intriguing indeed. I'm curious to learn more."

"Consider the feeling mutual, Jeonghan."

"Excuse me." Another alpha appeared next to them after belatedly emerging from the estate. "I apologize on his behalf for the confusion. I'm Vernon Choi." Embarrassment flooded Jeonghan and he could feel his cheeks growing hot as Vernon looked sternly at the other alpha. "You just met Seungcheol, my cousin who is too much of a rogue for his own good." He turned back to Jeonghan with an apologetic smile. "Despite his vices, he was taken in by the family at a young age and is one of us now."

Seungcheol chuckled as Jeonghan looked between them with wide eyes. "I am mortified." Jeonghan said. "Please accept my apologies. Subin never sent me a photograph of her fiance."

Vernon furrowed his eyebrows. "No photograph?" His face fell slightly. "That is to say…that's understandable especially sending post so far a distance."

"That surprises me." Seungcheol stated. "Aren't all Americans supposed to adore modern technology? Or just the ones not brave enough to cross the pond?"

Jeonghan wasn't quite sure how to decipher Seungcheol's tone. "Don't ask me, I would've sent a photograph of both of you right away just to gloat."

Vernon coughed in embarrassment while a small, unreadable smile appeared on Seungcheol's face. "If this type of commentary will become commonplace in our household, we may need to ready ourselves."

"We thank you for coming all this way from New York." Vernon quickly changed the subject. "And hope you come to consider this your second home. We know these are…unusual circumstances." Jeonghan gave a small nod. "And if I may say so, you look lovely in that dress. Wouldn't you agree, Seungcheol?"

Seungcheol's eyes met Jeonghan's, and the omega could swear there was a faint flush to the alpha's cheeks as he nodded his head. "I admit that I do find the fashions of New York to be more forward thinking than those of London."

"High praise." Jeonghan smiled. "I thank you, kind sirs."

Vernon cleared his throat quietly. "My parents, Lord and Lady Ashbourne, will be back tomorrow. We apologize but your transport was faster than expected."

"I'll be honored to make their acquaintance when they return." Jeonghan said sincerely.

Vernon nodded at some of the footmen to take Jeonghan's trunks inside. Seungcheol let Jeonghan go first, ushering him toward the door with what seemed to be a cheeky glint in his eye. "After you, Jeonghan Yoon…"

Jeonghan followed Vernon past the entrance hall and into a grand atrium. He swept his gaze across the room. "Welcome to Windcroft Manor, historic estate of the Viscount of Ashbourne and occupied by our family for generations. This is the great hall. My great great grandfather first built it in the 1810s though portions were heavily damaged during a fire in 1843. We've been steadily updating it with all the modern conveniences. Electric lighting, a telephone line, even a stocks ticker for Father."

"It's beautiful." Jeonghan mused as he took it all in. "I've never seen anything so grand."

"Your home in America isn't similar?" Seungcheol inquired.

Jeonghan shook his head. "My family's mansion is lovely but we live in the heart of the city. There's far less space, not to mention land."

Vernon escorted Jeonghan around the grand saloon, noting some of the décor. "My grandfather received this clock as a gift from the French ambassador-"

Jeonghan sat down on the ottoman to test it out. "How comfortable! It's not merely for show, is it? I can't wait to bring a book out here…"

Vernon's eyes widened in anger and his throat bobbed. "Jeonghan, please refrain from-" He cut himself off, recomposing himself as he turned away while Jeonghan watched on in surprise. "I'm sorry for the spell that came over me. It's just that…that's where Subin would often sit and read…"

"I'm sorry!" Jeonghan hastily stood up. "I didn't mean to remind you of her."

"It's not your fault." Vernon assured him. "It can't be helped, can it? I suppose we may as well lay out the situation for what it is."

Seungcheol quietly cleared his throat. "Perhaps we should wait until later-"

"No." Vernon refused. "We must speak of it now." He turned to Jeonghan again. "I consent to this marriage for my family, but you must know that I loved Subin. I still do. And I'm still grieving for her. We must play our parts for our families but I’m afraid that if I'm distant…that is why."

Jeonghan nodded sadly before speaking quietly. "I understand. I'm also grieving for her. I don't want to be in this situation any more than you do. I wish we hadn't lost her."

Vernon swallowed thickly. "Then at least we are together in that."

The clearing of a throat caused them to turn to the doorway. "Beg your pardon for the interruption." A servant omega around Jeonghan's age dropped into a hasty curtsy. "You asked me to report to you as soon as I heard back about the-"

Vernon cut him off sharply. "Yes, thank you!" He turned back to Jeonghan. "Forgive me, Jeonghan. I'm afraid I must attend to an urgent matter. Seungcheol, would you mind continuing the tour?"

"I will attempt to hold down the fort admirably in your stead." Vernon gave a curt bow in Jeonghan's direction, barely even glancing at him as he departed with the maid.

Jeonghan exchanged a glance with Seungcheol. "What was all that about?"

"If I knew everything that went on in my cousin's brain, life would be much simpler." Seungcheol sighed. "I hope you are not too offended by him. He has been quite scattered ever since…" He trailed off before putting on a wry smile. "I'll do my best to serve as a proper tour guide as long as you'll accept my somewhat less educational approach."

"And by that you mean…" Jeonghan raised an eyebrow.

Seungcheol tilted his head slightly. "As someone taken in by the family, I find the pomp and circumstance of this grand estate a little unnecessary at times. In truth, I've been away traveling for some time. I only returned so I could be of assistance to my family. Help with the wedding preparations and so on. The original wedding, I suppose."

Jeonghan nodded slightly, smiling softly at the alpha. "I get the feeling I would prefer your tour."

Surprise flashed in Seungcheol's eyes as he met Jeonghan's gaze. "You're most surprising, Jeonghan." He mused. "Are all Americans as forward as you are?"

"I'm merely expressing that I think you'll be a more favorable guide." Jeonghan said as his cheeks heated up.

Seungcheol hummed. "It sounds dangerous to be so in your favor…" He gestured toward the next set of rooms, dispelling the moment. "You probably had little interest in seeing the stuffier portions of the house. If you like, though, I could escort you somewhere more freeing."

Jeonghan bit his lip as a strange fluttering started in his chest. "What did you have in mind?"

"The gardens are peaceful this time of year." Seungcheol said. "We illuminate them at nighttime. I admit, I prefer them like this under the moonlight rather than during the day…I could take you to them after a quick tour of a few other rooms."

A smile spread across Jeonghan's face. "I'd love to."

Seungcheol offered the omega his arm. "Shall we begin the tour?"

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Seungcheol spread his arms out as he led Jeonghan into a room with green walls and gold furniture. "This is the drawing room. It's where we spend a fair amount of time sitting before proceeding to sit further in the dining room."

Jeonghan stifled a giggle. "Truly fascinating." He glanced around the room until his gaze landed on a strange vase on the table. "What's this? It looks like it belongs in a museum."

"One of our ancestors collected that." Seungcheol explained. "It's a Roman amphora, or a container. Much of our family is interested in ancient civilizations." He tilted his head. "Of course, I hope they took all of these artifacts fairly and didn't merely steal them in the name of scholarship but who am I to judge?"

The next room was dark with a cozy ambience and shelves full of books. "This is the study where Vernon spends time working on estate matters." Seungcheol paused before adding on, "Or brooding, more like, but whichever you prefer."

Jeonghan's lips parted slightly in awe as he took in the room. "It's quite grand." He spotted some kind of box with what looked to be a horn attached to it. "And that's an interesting object…what is it?"

Surprisingly, Seungcheol looked embarrassed. "I got that in a market in Istanbul. I thought it looked amusing. I suppose I'm no better than most tourists then."

"Nothing wrong with a souvenir." Jeonghan mused.

Seungcheol hummed quietly before gesturing for Jeonghan to follow him once more. "There's just one more place you should probably see…"

The final room was even darker and held even more books than the previous room. "This is the library." Seungcheol said before coughing, waving his hand in front of his face. "It's, um…rather dusty. And that's about all I have to share about it."

Jeonghan smiled a bit as he looked around. "I can't wait to read everything here." His smile fell as reality suddenly hit him. "I suppose I'll have ample time too since I am to live here…"

"Hopefully it'll be a more peaceful transition that you anticipate." Seungcheol said sympathetically as he led Jeonghan through a set of French doors to the moonlit gardens beyond.

Jeonghan stepped onto the garden path, taking in the sights as Seungcheol narrated. "And here you can see the, uh, riotous orange flowers in bloom right alongside the magenta and white ones…f I had to wager a guess, it's that they were roses gifted to his lordship for service to the Crown." Seungcheol's lips quirked. "There's a lot of that going on around here." Jeonghan laughed as the alpha escorted him down the path. A fountain burbled nearby, and a moth flitted through the evening light. "Oh and off at the garden's edge you can see folly. Which, by definition, serves no function whatsoever. A fitting symbol of all this opulence." He gestured to a Classical style dome with columns that rose up at the far end of the path. "I jest. But I enjoy the solitude of the gardens. It's one of my favorite parts of returning here to be honest."

"You mentioned you had been away recently…" Jeonghan mused.

"Yes, I took a few months away to travel and…" Seungcheol trailed off for a moment before finishing. "Determine my next steps. Most recently I visited Egypt for a spell on my way home from India. Have you ever been?"

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "To Egypt?" He asked incredulously. "I've traveled widely within the States, but this is my first time abroad."

Seungcheol seemed shocked. "I assumed with your family's wealth, such journeys would be commonplace. You must feel like a fish out of water here, then. How are you finding it?"

"I'm…a little homesick, to be honest." Jeonghan answered, trying to fight back a frown. "Especially after such a long journey. It feels strange to not have my family around."

"You're close to them, then?" Seungcheol asked. "I can see how that might be challenging for you. After losing your sister no less…" They strolled along the path, dragonflies darting around them as lamps illuminated their path. Seungcheol's voice went soft with a surprising sincerity. "Much as I love these gardens, I'll never forget the beauty of the lotus blossoms dotting the Nile and the peace I felt amongst them…" As though realizing he'd said too much, Seungcheol cleared his throat and shook his head. "Could do without all the mosquitoes though. Not quite my cup of tea."

"Was that the purpose for your travels?" Jeonghan inquired. "To see sights like the Nile?"

"No." Seungcheol answered a bit stiffly. "That would be far too pleasant, wouldn't it?" Jeonghan studied him as he cleared his throat. "Forgive me. I was serving in India as an officer of the British Army. It was no grand tour." He grimaced and fell silent.

Jeonghan bit his lip as he wracked his brain for a new subject. "I hope I can count on you to provide some diversions for me." He finally settled on.

Seungcheol looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What sort of diversions did you have in mind?"

"Surprise me." Jeonghan smiled. "I'm more use to the hustle and bustle of the city. I fear a remote estate may not provide the same entertainment."

"Then you've yet to meet our resident nobility." Seungcheol chuckled. "There'll be enough gossip and whispering to fill your yearly quota."

"I'll await that day with both trepidation and anticipation." Jeonghan giggled.

A small smile appeared on Seungcheol's face. "You'll need to be prepared when you do. Proper etiquette can make or break the most resilient of initiates."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "What should I keep an eye out for?"

"When my aunt and uncle return, the first thing we'll do is hold a formal dinner." Seungcheol informed him. "You'll want to be sure to follow my aunt's lead during it. For instance, no one can take a bite of food until the omega of the house does so."

"Follow the hostess." Jeonghan nodded. "Good to know."

"She also sets the tone of dinner conversation." Seungcheol continued. "When she turns to speak to someone beside her, everyone else will turn as well to mirror her actions."

"So if she turns to her left to speak to someone, we should turn to our left as well." Jeonghan sighed. "If only people would hold such high regard for an omega's example outside of the home."

Seungcheol grimaced. "I very much agree. This would be a more useful power in Parliament, for instance. Still you'll want to be careful. Once, I turned the wrong way and nearly planted a kiss on the Marquess of Bainbridge!"

Jeonghan couldn't help the laugh that escaped him. "That would certainly be a memorable way to introduce myself to society. I shall do my best to avoid that fate." They reached the end of the gardens where a wooden bridge curved over a stream below. Jeonghan smiled brightly at the sight of the water. "I should make a wish."

Seungcheol raised his eyebrows as the omega opened his coin pouch and withdrew a penny from it. "A wish? Whatever for?"

"It's an old tradition." Jeonghan explained. "Subin and I used to do this whenever we would cross a bridge."

"And what makes you think your American currency will work in England?" Seungcheol teased him.

Jeonghan gave him a flat look. "You won't spoil my fun, much as you try." He squeezed the penny between his thumb and fingers, closing his eyes to concentrate on his wish. "I wish to learn more about my sister." He tossed the coin off the bridge with a resounding plink. "I'd like to know more of what her life was like here in her last few months. I hope it might bring me peace."

Seungcheol watched Jeonghan thoughtfully as the penny sank to the bottom of the stream. "Then for your sake, I hope you get your wish."

Jeonghan pulled a second penny from his pouch and offered it to the alpha. "Are you sure there isn't anything you'd like to wish for?"

"I don't believe that's necessary." Seungcheol shook his head, but Jeonghan wouldn’t accept that.

"Go on, give it a try." Jeonghan encouraged the alpha. "What's the harm in it?" His hand lightly brushed against Seungcheol's as he handed him the coin.

The alpha's expression betrayed no emotion except furtive focus. "So I say my wish and then-"

"Oi there! Watch where you're going!"

They both turned at the sudden shout and spotted two servants bickering further down the path. And just like that, the spell of their privacy was broken. The coin went skittering out of Seungcheol's hand and slipped into the stream. "Well, so much for that wish." He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned back toward the manor. "You must be tired after your long journey. I'll call for Mr. Derrick to take you to your room."

They walked back toward the gravel driveway of the estate. "Thank you for showing me around, Seungcheol." Jeonghan said. "I appreciate it. At first I was hesitant to travel all this way but now I see a silver lining." He smiled. "That's the only way I'll be able to keep going. Besides, living on an estate so grand…it could be worse, couldn't it?" At Seungcheol's silence, Jeonghan looked over and noticed the alpha's expression had turned frosty once more. "Is everything alright, Seungcheol?"

Seungcheol cleared his throat quietly. "Yes, I'm just thinking about how you have much to benefit from this situation. Then again, I'm sure it's difficult for you too. It can't be easy to be serving as your sister's understudy." He cocked his head. "Is it difficult to live in her shadow? Or do you rather thrive on the challenge?"

Jeonghan was taken aback by the sudden change in the alpha's demeanor. "I beg your pardon?"

"I am merely stating the truth." Seungcheol said. "The truth no one seems willing to say aloud."

"Is provoking your guests a staple of the tour?" Jeonghan asked. "Or is it just for me?"

"It is neither one nor the other." Seungcheol stated. "It is a caution I think necessary when welcoming a stranger to our home."

Jeonghan narrowed his eyes at the alpha. "Your definition of 'welcome' is most curious." He crossed his arms. "Let me guess what's going on here. You think I'm using your family."

Seungcheol tilted his head and hummed. "I suppose there's some truth to that. But it comes from both sides. My family needs yours for their money just as much as yours wants our titles and property, after all."

"If not that, then what is it?" Jeonghan asked, blood running hot. "Are you insinuating that I'm happy that my sister died just so I could inherit all this?"

"Is the thought really that outlandish?" Seungcheol raised an eyebrow. "There is much to inherit, after all."

"How dare you!" Jeonghan exclaimed in anger. "I'm here out of duty! Not some ulterior motive. I didn't choose to come here. I don't want your titles or land or anything else. My sister chose to marry your cousin, and if it was important to her, then I will follow through on that. Even if it means sacrifice on my part by being around someone as infuriating as you!"

There was a long pause as the air between them crackled with tension. Then Seungcheol smiled. "I suppose I can be infuriating every now and then, can't I? At least once a fortnight."

Jeonghan wrapped his arms around himself. "That's the impression I'm getting."

"I apologize." Seungcheol said sincerely. "I'm overprotective of my family for they have given me much. I shouldn't have lashed out on you."

"I take it my performance was convincing then?" Jeonghan scoffed.

"I know it wasn't a performance." Seungcheol said. "I'm skeptical of human nature in general but I shouldn't have let that blind me in regards to you." He gestured with his head towards the house. "Come, let's go find Mr. Derrick so he can get you settling in your room."

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As Jeonghan followed Seungcheol up the stairs, they passed a painting of the alpha in an army officer's uniform. Jeonghan couldn't help but stare at it until it was out of his sight. When he faced forward again, he found that Seungcheol was already passing him off to Mr. Derrick, the estate's head housekeeper. "I hope you settle in well, Jeonghan." With a brief bow, the alpha was gone. Nevertheless, Jeonghan still gave a small curtsy, gaze lingering down the hall where the alpha had disappeared.

"Now then…" Mr. Derrick cleared his throat to pull Jeonghan's attention back to him. "Mr. Joshua Hong will be your omega's maid. He'll be the one looking after you. As he did your sister."

Jeonghan glanced at the maid standing just a step behind and to the side of the housekeeper and realized he was the same one who had pulled Vernon away. "Greetings, Mr. Yoon." Joshua gave him a polite smile. "A pleasure to be of service to you."

"What's the matter with you, Mr. Hong?" Mr. Derrick hissed. "You will curtsy before Mr. Yoon, as is custom."

Joshua's cheeks grew pink as he quickly curtsied. "My apologies! I was just surprised since you and Subin don't look much alike!"

"We have different mothers." Jeonghan explained. "My mother passed away when I was young."

"I see." Joshua frowned. "I'm sorry if I reminded you of that loss, and I'm glad to make your acquaintance."

Mr. Derrick cleared his throat. "I know you American omegas follow a different path, but I'll tell you what I told Subin. The surest way to make your stay pleasant is to behave. This is a high-ranking family with a long, noble tradition, and it wouldn't do to stick your nose where it doesn't belong."

Jeonghan bit his tongue and instead asked, "How long have you worked here, Mr. Derrick?"

The elderly omega huffed dismissively. "Longer than you could imagine, sir. And I pray a great deal more to come."

"How fortunate for us all…"

"I'll leave you two to get acquainted." Mr. Derrick said. "Let me know if there's anything further you require."

As Mr. Derrick departed, Joshua ushered Jeonghan into his new room. The space was large, filled with baby blues with cream accents and contained a giant four postered bed, a lavish vanity, and even a sitting area. "All of this is mine?" He asked in shock. "It's so extravagant."

Joshua smiled as he began unpacking Jeonghan's belongings from a steamer trunk in one corner of the room. "I hope it'll feel like home to you, Mr. Yoon. We're eager to make sure you feel comfortable."

"Please, call me Jeonghan." Jeonghan said.

The maid nodded but Jeonghan wasn't sure if he fully retained it as he was already moving on. "Before I forget, there's something I wanted to give you." He grabbed an envelope from the vanity and handed it to Jeonghan. Jeonghan's eyes widened as he recognized his sister's wax seal on the paper. "Before she died, Subin instructed me to give this to you. She wasn't able to post it to America herself. And then, in all the chaos of that night, I forgot all about it. By the time I found it again, you were already on your way here." Jeonghan quickly unfolded the letter from Subin and began to read it.

May 5, 1913

Dear Jeonghan,

I don't have much time to explain everything to you…

I've found out a terrible secret, and I fear that someone is after me.

I cannot write much more, as Vernon is expecting to meet with me soon, and I don't know what he wants. I must behave as though nothing is wrong around him, so I do not raise any alarms. I'm unsure who to trust…

If that unspeakable scenario comes to pass…

My dear Jeonghan, I want you to know how strong you are. And how much you fill my heart.

Your loving sister,

Subin

Jeonghan's lips parted in surprise as it sounded as though there was foul play involved in his sister's death. Could it really have been murder? He turned to Joshua who was still putting away his belongings. "Joshua, I knew the doctor said Subin died of natural causes, but I have to ask…did anything seem odd that day?"

Joshua shook his head, his lips turned down slightly. "Nothing is coming to mind, I'm afraid. But then I was very busy, especially since Subin had just returned from a debutante ball." He looked over at Jeonghan with wide eyes. "Why? Is there something in the letter that makes you think…do you think someone did something to her?"

Jeonghan glanced back at the letter, at its hastily penned words about a 'terrible secret'. He felt it in his gut that someone had been after Subin. But just like Subin, he was unsure who to trust. "No, I was just wondering." He held the letter close to his chest, willing his sister to hear his thoughts. I'm sorry for what happened to you, Subin. But I promise, I will get to the bottom of this and avenge your death.

***

Jeonghan stood in the middle of his room as Joshua helped him dress for his first formal dinner with the rest of the Choi family. While he tried to focus on the task at hand, Subin's letter and cry for help weighed heavily on his mind. "Jeonghan?" Joshua's voice as well as the sudden tug at his corset laces that had him gasping for air pulled him out of his thoughts. "I was asking if you've been finding your way around the manor alright?"

"Oh, sorry, Joshua." Jeonghan shook his head slightly. "I'm a little distracted."

"Well no wonder!" Joshua exclaimed as he finished tying the laces of Jeonghan's corset. "Tonight you'll be meeting the viscount and viscountess. You must be terrified. Although it's really the dowager viscountess you'll need to watch out for."

"That's good to know." Jeonghan murmured. "Anyone else I should keep in mind?"

Joshua hummed thoughtfully. "There's cousin Seungkwan. But I think you'll find a kindred spirit in him."

Jeonghan nodded. "Tell me more about the dowager viscountess."

"She's certainly the most traditional of the family." Joshua said. "And she doesn't mince words, so I'd suggest readying yourself for questioning."

"It sounds like she's an intimidating omega." Jeonghan said. "Was Subin afraid of her?"

Joshua pursed his lips. "I don't know. I've always considered her omegaship a strong matriarch in the family, not a cruel one. Besides, it is not my place to speak ill of the family."

Jeonghan bit his lip slightly. "What about this Seungkwan you mentioned?"

"He's a dowager duchess known to speak his mind." Joshua said. "Some people consider him controversial, but I think he's spirited and amusing. I suspect you'll take a shine to each other."

Once all the layers of undergarments were in place, Jeonghan brought the conversation back to his late sister. "Joshua, I know that the night of Subin's death, she had been attending a debutante ball in the city…"

Joshua hummed. "That's true. She was in Windcroft in the morning then we traveled to London to stay in the family townhouse for the party."

"May I ask who else stayed in the townhouse?" Jeonghan inquired.

"Mr. Vernon and the whole family." Joshua answered. "Some of the servants went too to make sure their London stay was comfortable." He paused for a moment, hands faltering a bit with Jeonghan's evening dress. "Why do you ask? Does this have anything to do with the letter she left you?"

"No." Jeonghan said quickly. "I'm just very anxious to meet my future in laws. I've heard it can be nerve wracking. Perhaps learning how Subin navigated it all will be useful to me."

Joshua nodded. "Perfectly understandable. However, to be completely frank with you…" He glanced around as though to make sure no one was listening. "Subin has often been on my mind as well."

"She has?" Jeonghan's eyes widened. "In what manner?"

"I hope you will forgive me, but it is all very unusual the way she died." Maybe Jeonghan could trust Joshua. "I felt like there was something weighing heavily on her mind, but she would not say. Suffice it to say…should you need assistance with anything…anything at all, I'm eager to help…if you catch my drift." He cleared his throat.

Jeonghan nodded slightly. "Thank you, Joshua. In that case, would you mind telling me what you and Vernon have been discussing?"

"Nothing that should trouble you." Joshua said. "A private matter for Mr. Vernon." Jeonghan hummed at that. "Don't be mad, sir. I wouldn’t' do anything to hurt you or Subin, it's just…" He trailed off.

"You're in a bind because he's your employer and told you not to talk about it." Jeonghan inferred.

Joshua nodded, giving Jeonghan a small smile. "Thank you for understanding." With that, Joshua helped Jeonghan into a green, black, and gold gown with matching black gloves.

Now fully dressed, Jeonghan headed downstairs, crossing the great hall to enter the drawing room. Beside the fireplace, the family enjoyed pre dinner drinks. Vernon was the first to notice him and immediately stood to greet him. "You look lovely tonight, Jeonghan." He said with a polite bow.

"Thank you, Vernon." Jeonghan responded with a small curtsy before turning to address the others.

Seungcheol approached him with a glass of sherry in hand. "Glad to see you're joining the tradition of trussing ourselves up like stuffed geese for our evening meal." The alpha mused.

"You're one to talk." Jeonghan retorted. "You look quite dapper in your formalwear."

"Is that so?" Seungcheol seemed a bit taken aback before smiling. "I don't mean to make a habit of it so enjoy it while you can.

Vernon cleared his throat and made introductions. "Mother and Father? Grandmother? May I present to you Mr. Jeonghan Yoon."

Jeonghan and the older Chois exchanged bows and curtsies. "A pleasure to have you with us." Vernon's father said. "I'm Simon Choi, the Viscount of Ashbourne."

"It is a pleasure to be your guest, Lord Ashbourne."

"And I am Melody." Vernon's mother introduced herself net. "The viscountess. And this is Simon's mother, the Dowager Viscountess of Ashbourne."

Jeonghan curtsied deeply before the dowager. "Good of you to arrive on time." Vernon's grandmother said. "Unlike some discourteous souls."

Melody sighed. "Our cousin, Seungkwan, the dowager duchess, is running late. But he always did march to the beat of his own drum."

"The drum of those raucous suffragettes, more like." The dowager viscountess scoffed.

"Now, Mother," Simon placed a hand on the elderly omega's shoulder. "No need to get into all that. I want to hear more about Jeonghan here."

Melody gave Jeonghan a sympathetic look. "We were terribly sorry we could not make the journey to attend your sister's funeral in America, but we held a small ceremony here."

"We bought the finest cemetery plot in Windcroft as a symbolic place to visit her." Simon informed him. "But we wanted her to rest with her family in New York."

Jeonghan gave them a sad smile. "You are family too." Melody smiled warmly and the dowager nodded as if approving of his words.

"We were blessed to make this partnership with your family." Simon said. "Your marriage to Vernon can only deepen it."

Melody clapped her hands together. "Let us not dwell on such sorrow."

The dowager nodded her agreement. "Come, have a seat with us, dear. Let us get to know you better. Besides, in just three months, at the end of the summer, you'll be wed on the same day Subin was meant to." Jeonghan ignored the slight churn in his stomach as he took a seat, the dowager leaning towards him. "We all know your father is an electric power industrialist…"

Jeonghan nodded. "Yes, his company provides power to textile factories, cotton mills, and the like."

"Yes, yes, but on the personal side, I understand your family is one of those very 'modern' ones whose parents divorce all willy nilly." The dowager said.

Jeonghan tried to keep his expression cool as disbelief filled him. "Hardly willy nilly. My father married Subin's mother after my mother died, then divorced her when Subin was a baby. He met Eunjung a few years later and they've been happily married since."

"Three children, three brides." The dowager scoffed out a laugh. "How very American."

"Sometimes divorce is for the best." Jeonghan stated. "I know there's still scandal attached to it, but it can be beneficial to families to end things before they get worse. Subin's mother is no longer part of our family, but we still remain on good terms. And everyone is much better off than they were. Besides, from the whole process, I've gained such wonderful half siblings."

The dowager raised her eyebrows appraisingly. "Put that way, I suppose divorce sounds almost strategic. Predicting your battles in advance and obviating them." Jeonghan didn't know how to respond to that, so he just smiled and nodded. "And how are things now? As I understand it, your father has very little time for you…"

"My father is busy because he has a young child to care for." Jeonghan defended his father. "He did his job raising me and I don't begrudge him affording my younger brother the same."

"You don't resent him for it?" The dowager asked in surprise.

Jeonghan shook his head. "Not at all. It's a blessing to have joy in our home."

The dowager hummed thoughtfully. "I see you're very family oriented. Glad to see that still means something in this day and age." Jeonghan noticed Seungcheol hovering nearby as the elderly omega grilled him, a tiny smirk on the alpha's face. Seungcheol gave Jeonghan an approving nod.

At that moment, Mrs. Lee, the butler, entered the room. "His Grace, the Dowager Duchess has arrived!" He announced.

The viscount and viscountess swiftly stood as a vivacious, surprisingly young omega bustled into the drawing room. Jeonghan felt the energy of the room crackle with his entrance. "At last!" Vernon's grandmother exclaimed. "Dear Seungkwan, I never thought I'd see the day when an American would upstage you in manners. But perhaps I've been too generous…"

"Might I introduce you to Mr. Jeonghan Yoon?" Simon gestured to Jeonghan.

"You most certainly may!" Seungkwan exclaimed with a bright smile.

Jeonghan curtsied politely to the newcomer. "It's lovely to make your acquaintance."

Seungkwan rolled his eyes good naturedly. "Please, none of that stiff nonsense. And don't even think of calling me 'Your Grace'. I don't care what these fuddyduds tell you." He looked Jeonghan over appraisingly, dark eyes glinting with mischief. "They did not warn me that we were going to have such a lovely guest. I might've made more of an effort to arrive on time."

"I'm flattered that you would alter your schedule for the likes of me." Jeonghan let out a small laugh.

Seungkwan tilted his head. "I admit, I've been looking forward to getting acquainted. I'm curious about the descriptions I've heard of you."

"Only good things, I hope."

"Only interesting things." Seungkwan corrected. "Which is even better."

Jeonghan bit his lip as his curiosity got the better of him. "I apologize if this is too forward but you're quite young to be a dowager. I'm very sorry for your loss."

Seungkwan blinked for a moment. "I'm not used to people bringing up my husband's death so early on…it being against social protocol and all…" Jeonghan started to feel self-conscious until Seungkwan smiled. "Perhaps you're not like other people I've met."

"I'm fairly certain I'm not." Jeonghan smiled. "I have something of a lack of respect for convention."

"Then that is something we share in common." He lowered his voice conspiratorially. "If you need a distraction during these times, you can count on me. Wine, mischief, conversation…I've been working hard to try to breathe some life into this dusty old estate of ours. Perhaps together it'll be an easier feat."

Jeonghan's smile grew. "That's the best proposition I've heard all weekend."

The dinner bell rang at that moment and the butler subtly motioned toward the viscountess who nodded in affirmation. "Everyone, shall we go in?"

As everyone began to shuffle towards the dining room, Jeonghan lingered for a moment and noticed that Vernon had pulled Joshua aside for a quiet discussion. Straining to hear, he managed to listen in on the conversation. "Joshua, have I received any correspondence as of late?"

"Not that I've been aware of, sir. Not since this morning."

"Blast! It's been days…"

"Why? Is there something you're waiting for?"

Vernon looked up sharply, suddenly suspicious. "Forgive me, Joshua, but I must ask you to remember your station and afford me my privacy." Joshua immediately curtsied in apology as Vernon stormed off, brushing past Jeonghan to enter the dining room.

Locking eyes with Joshua, Jeonghan hurried over and lowered his voice to a whisper. "What was that about?"

"I-I don't know, sir." Joshua seemed just as confused as Jeonghan. "He did seem a bit…fishy though…"

"Then this is a perfect opportunity!" Jeonghan exclaimed. "He was the last person with Subin when she died! He says he loved her but did he really?" His eyes widened as a thought hit him. "Do you think you would be able to investigate his room while we're occupied with dinner? Maybe Subin left something there!"

Joshua nodded. "Of course! What would you have me do?"

"Search his room for anything strange or misplaced." Jeonghan instructed. "It could be a notebook or a letter. Anything suspicious."

"Yes, Jeonghan." Joshua nodded again. "I'll do my best to not get caught." He hurried off and Jeonghan turned to finally enter the dining room.

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Joshua crept across the upstairs gallery, passing countless portraits of various Chois throughout history on his way toward Vernon's room. Suddenly, he heard someone coming around the corner and ducked behind a suit of armor. "I'll be a valet yet…" He heard one of the footalphas grumbling. "I'm sure of it." The footsteps eventually faded, and Joshua darted back out.

He slipped through Vernon's bedroom door, closing the door behind him with a soft click. He took a deep breath as he scanned the room. He pulled open each dresser drawer, but nothing was hidden beneath the shocks and linens. Next, he checked the stack of books on top of the dresser and found a folded-up piece of paper tucked inside one. The paper contained a list of names and dates but as Joshua looked at it longer, he realized they were merely the names and birthdays of the staff members' children. "Rather sweet of him…" He murmured as he replaced the paper.

He crossed over to the desk and rifled through the drawers, finding a stack of folded up correspondence. The first one looked like it was from Seungcheol.

Vernon, please do not feel at fault for my hesitance to return. I'm glad to hear you'll be settled and married soon…

Joshua shuffled to the next piece of paper, an unfinished letter from Vernon addressed to Seungcheol.

Seungcheol, be that as it may, this is my duty…we cannot all wander so freely in search of ourselves.

Hands on his hips, Joshua surveyed the bedroom. As his gaze fell on the bedspread, he noticed the two pillows weren't aligned properly. "That's quite slovenly work!" He couldn't help but huff out loud. "The chamber maids would never leave it like that." That lit a spark in his brain, and he hesitantly pulled back the pillow on the spare side--the side that would have been Subin's had they married. Underneath the pillow, he found a leather-bound notebook. He turned through the pages, pausing to study a few of the lines written within.

My dearest Subin, though we may not have chosen our path, I hope in time you will feel your heart bloom along it as I have felt mine…

Another entry contained a few scratched-out lines of poetry. Other pages contained what appeared to be rough drafts of love letters.

Though I am only away for a few short days, already I find myself missing your laughter and smile as I conduct my business in London…

On another page, Joshua found a sketch folded between the pages. He unrolled it to find a rather risqué image. "Good heavens!" He gasped at what very clearly seemed to be a nude sketch of Subin. Fascinated despite himself, he turned to the next few pages to see similar sketches of Subin in chemises, smiling demurely at the artist. Had she posed for him or were they mere visualizations?

He put everything back where he'd found it and bit his lip deep in thought. It seemed to him that Vernon had truly loved Subin. He may not have known how to show his affections, but those love letters and poems were so tender. No wonder he'd been so distant to Jeonghan. He probably reminded Vernon too much of Subin.

Peals of laughter from far off in the manor reminded Joshua that he was on borrowed time. He hastily checked that everything was in its place and exited the room. No sooner did he turn the corner, however, than he ran into Mr. Derrick. "Mr. Hong? What are you doing in this wing at this time?"

"I was returning something." Joshua said quickly.

"You were?" Mr. Derrick asked in confusion. "What on earth could you have been returning?"

"Mr. Yoon asked me to return a fountain pen he'd borrowed from Mr. Vernon." Joshua fibbed. "He wanted me to put it back before he knew it was missing."

Mr. Derrick huffed. "Causing problems already, that omega. Ah, well, it's no business of mine, I suppose. Just get back to your duties."

"Yes, sir!" Joshua curtsied as Mr. Derrick bustled off. Once he was gone, Joshua caught his breath by the staircase.

***

Jeonghan looked around in admiration at the sumptuous dining room. "We hope our guest of honor will enjoy the spread tonight." Simon beamed.

"I'm confident I will." Jeonghan smiled.

Seungcheol sat opposite Jeonghan while Seungkwan leaned towards the omega conspiratorially. "Oh, good, you're beside me. This way I can give you all the handy gossip."

A fleet of servants filed into the dining room all at once, each holding a plate of the first course. The meal looked delicious, but Jeonghan remembered Seungcheol's instructions from the tour of the gardens and waited patiently for the viscountess to take a bite first. "Let us enjoy this feast, then, shall we?" Melody smiled. She carefully cut off a piece of her dish and savored it. After an approving nod from her, everyone else including Jeonghan picked up their utensils.

As they worked their way through the meal, Seungkwan chattered away beside Jeonghan. "I'd like to hear about America. I now the suffragette movement is quite vibrant there."

"Oh, dear." Vernon chuckled. "Now we've set Seungkwan off."

Jeonghan smiled politely. "I'm not personally involved but I read the newspaper avidly."

"How unusual, Jeonghan." Seungcheol spoke up. "You are quite the modern American omega, aren't you?"

"I like to stay informed." Jeonghan said. "Even if I'm not directly involved in my family's business, I like to understand the wider world, the economy and such."

Vernon looked at him in surprise. "You don't find it a waste of your time?"

"I second that notion." The dowager viscountess said.

Jeonghan shook his head and smiled. "Not at all. I think it keeps my mind sharp."

Simon nodded in approval. "A well-informed young omega, are you? Honestly, you remind me a bit of Christina-" He stopped himself with an intake of breath and Jeonghan noticed Seungcheol look up sharply.

"Who's Christina?" Jeonghan couldn't help but ask.

Lord Ashbourne cleared his throat and shook his head. "It's probably best not discussed at the dinner table. In any case, I'm glad to hear, Jeonghan, that you read the news and do not sit and let the world pass you by."

Seungkwan nodded avidly and continued to chat at Jeonghan's right. "I should so love to visit New York. My husband promised to take me, but then, he promised many…"

His voice faded as Jeonghan caught sight of the viscountess turning from Vernon at her right to speak to the dowager at her left. He quickly turned to the viscount who smiled at him. "Lord Ashbourne, if you don't mind me asking, did you notice Subin having any difficulties here?"

"Perhaps at first but not for long." Simon answered. "She adapted rather seamlessly to new environments. But I'm sure you knew that already." His expression suddenly changed. "That reminds me…" He beckoned at the butler to make a request and a moment later, a footalpha came in to hand something to the viscount. "The night Subin and Vernon announced their engagement, she wore this." Jeonghan took the locket from the alpha and opened it, finding a photograph of a tree inside. Their favorite tree in New York's Central Park. "We haven't known what to do with it since she passed. Perhaps you should keep it in her memory."

Jeonghan nodded, blinking away tears. "Thank you so much, my lord. I am honored and will treasure it on her account." He looked over the locket again, a memory of the tree stirring deep inside him from when he was 10 and Subin was six.

New York, 1900.

Jeonghan and Subin laughed as they darted away from the family picnic in Central Park. "You can't catch me!" Subin taunted Jeonghan, running toward a big oak tree standing on its own in the park. She jumped, trying to catch hold of a branch overhead.

"Subin, what are you doing?" Jeonghan called to her. "Proper omegas don't climb trees!"

"Who cares what proper omegas do, Jeonghan?" Subin scrunched up her nose and took one more leap into the air, catching hold of the branch. She scrambled up into the branches then poked her head back out to grin at Jeonghan. "Are you coming or not?"

Biting his lip, Jeonghan jumped up toward the branch and managed to catch on. But then his grasp started to slip, threatening to send him crashing back to the ground. He swung his legs up and braced them against the trunk, regaining his hold. He pulled himself up into the tree and joined his little sister among the branches. Subin smiled at him. "Now you aren't a proper omega either."

"Yes, I am!" Jeonghan pouted. "I am going to be the most proper omega there ever was!" Subin started climbing higher up the tree and Jeonghan chased after her. "I can be a proper omega and climb trees! And I can do it better than you!"

"Subin? Jeonghan? Where are you? Come out of that tree right this instant!"

Subin laughed and turned to Jeonghan, holding a pinkie to him. "We'll be thick as thieves forever. I promise I'll always be there for you."

"I will too, Subin." Jeonghan smiled brightly.

Windcroft Manor, present day

A lump caught in Jeonghan's throat as he put the locket away. He returned his attention back to the viscount. "At times, I feel so guilty…what did we miss? How could we have not sent her to a doctor sooner?" Simon shook his head ruefully.

"Come now, Uncle." Seungcheol said. "It is hardly your fault."

Simon sighed. "All I know is that we are being punished by losing another daughter."

The viscountess cleared her throat. "Now, let's enjoy the rest of this dinner. We would honor her memory by cherishing our time together." She turned to her right-hand side, ensuring the subject would change as everyone followed suit.

Seungkwan winked at Jeonghan as their eyes met. "Why, hello, again."

"What was all that about?" Jeonghan asked. "I know the topic of Subin is somber, but I feel as though I'm missing something."

"I suppose no one else has told you…" Seungkwan sighed. "Lord and Lady Ashbourne always wanted an omega child of their own. They gave birth to one after Vernon, but she died in infancy due to illness."

Jeonghan frowned. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that."

"That was when they took in Seungcheol." Seungkwan continued. "But I'm not sure they ever overcame their grief. So losing Subin…it was like losing a second daughter."

"Was she named Christin-" He paused his sentence midway as the servants circled the dining table and collected everyone's plates in preparation for dessert.

The dowager viscountess leaned forward to address Jeonghan. "Well, Jeonghan, I had my doubts, but you have proven yourself a refined young omega despite your Americanness."

"What my mother-in-law means to say is that you shall make a fine addition to this family, Jeonghan." Melody smiled.

"Thank you." Jeonghan bowed his head slightly.

"Come now." Seungcheol said. "Decorum is hardly the only mark of good character. Surely Jeonghan has other traits worth mentioning."

Seungkwan tilted his head. "Would you care to catalogue them for us, cousin?" His eyes twinkled playfully.

Seungcheol cleared his throat, looking flustered. "I was merely suggesting a shift in priorities. How about that dessert course? It looks heavenly."

Jeonghan smiled. "It sounds like you're a bit distracted, Seungcheol. Are you sure you wouldn't like to tell me your thoughts?"

"Perhaps another time, Jeonghan." Seungcheol said quietly. Vernon raised an eyebrow at Seungcheol but said nothing more.

After dessert, Lord Ashbourne pushed back his chair and nodded toward the other alphas. "So, gentlemen, shall we retire for our port and claret?"

"And the omegas and I shall return to the drawing room for coffee." Melody said.

Seungcheol caught Jeonghan's gaze again and the omega swore he could see an approving smile on his lips. He returned it quickly before standing.

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In the drawing room, Jeonghan started to follow the older omegas toward the fireplace, but Seungkwan caught his arm and pulled him aside. "Games and drink for the alphas and stuffy gossip for the omegas. Wouldn't you rather do what the alphas do?"

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan smiled. "I've got a flask of the finest Scotch with me. We could sneak out to the hedge maze and have some fun."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "I'm amazed the dowager lets you get away with this behavior."

"Yes, well you get away with a lot when your husband is dead." Seungkwan stated. "And when you're disgustingly rich."

Jeonghan wasn’t' sure how much of his words were true or just a jest. "That makes sense. Although I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry."

Seungkwan sighed. "There's a cost to it all. They won't ever let me forget I'm a widow the way they push eligible alphas at me left and right. I need a grand escape. At least for tonight."

"What about the dowager viscountess?" Jeonghan inquired. "I don't want to lose her forever."

"Oh, she's already made up her mind about you." Seungkwan assured him. "Besides, we'll be back before you know it."

Jeonghan bit his lip warily but ultimately nodded. "I'll accompany you, Seungkwan."

Seungkwan clasped his hands together jovially. "Wonderful! Just follow me."

Jeonghan followed Seungkwan as he all but sprinted through the gardens and into the entrance to the hedge maze. "Stay close! I'd hate for you to get lost and eaten by a Minotaur!"

"Is that what you raise here in England?" Jeonghan joked. "Curious choices." Seungkwan darted around a corner and Jeonghan found himself at an intersection, unsure of how to follow. "Seungkwan?" He thought he heard a giggle deeper into the maze. "This is hardly fair! I've been betrayed and left for the Minotaur already?!" He heard the rustle of leaves to his left and a soft pattering sound on the ground to his right. He followed the pattering sound and saw a quick flash of Seungkwan's hair turn the next corner. "Got you!" He broke into a sprint as he followed the other omega.

Eventually he reached a well and saw Seungkwan leaning against it, pulling a flask out from his bodice and unscrewing it. "There you are. You didn't get lost, did you?"

"When I had the aid of your marvelous directions?" Jeonghan giggled. "Certainly not."

"I am an expert navigator." Seungkwan boasted. "Now for hydration." Jeonghan joined him by the well as he took a sip of his drink. "Much better. I prefer the night sky to yet another dreary drawing room." He offered Jeonghan the flask. "Would you like a sip? It's top notch. Double malt from my late husband's estate."

"Just what I've been craving." Jeonghan smiled and took the flask. "All that sherry and watered down wine…might as well be turpentine."

Seungkwan laughed heartily as Jeonghan took a swig, relishing in the blissful burn down his throat as he passed the flask back. "That's the spirit! I knew we'd get along." He took another sip. "I'm glad we got to get away. I love my family, but they suffocate me sometimes. Making sure I'm playing the part of the perfect widow." We're already wearing corsets, we don't need to be squeezed further."

"So you aren't very close with them?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan shrugged and took another sip. "I'll always love them, but the intimacy varies. Much like with any family."

"What was your relationship like with my sister?" Jeonghan inquired.

"I only met her briefly since I was often traveling." Seungkwan said solemnly. "Trying to expand my horizons with my ill gained inheritance, you know? But she seemed lovely. She was more modern than the omegas here, although that isn't hard to accomplish." He turned to Jeonghan with a frown. "I'm very sorry for your loss."

Jeonghan nodded his thanks. "And what of your husband? Should I be offering my condolences or congratulations on his death?"

Seungkwan choked on a startled laugh then took another drink, gaze turning wistful. "My marriage with Duke Ruben wasn't a love match. I tried to make it work but…" He shook his head slightly. "It has been almost five years since his illness and death. I've had time to make my peace. Besides, it remains that being married to him afforded me rare opportunities. I can't help but enjoy my prospects as a young dowager duchess."

"At least you have your freedom now." Jeonghan said softly.

"Precisely!" Seungkwan smiled. "And the financial security to do as I damned well please." He leaned toward Jeonghan. "And since I outrank the dowager viscountess, even she can't criticize me too loudly, try as she might!" He took another drink and handed the flask to Jeonghan so he could have one.

They sat in companionable silence, passing the flask back and forth as they admired the starlight and cool night air. "I know I come off as rather flippant." Seungkwan spoke after a while. "But I can afford to be. I understand you aren't yet in such a position. Such circumstances are unfortunately the plight of our subgender." He glanced at Jeonghan. "If I could offer one piece of advice, it would be to know your allies. Trust is hard won in le bon ton."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said sincerely. "I wish that weren't the case, but I'll take your advice to heart."

"Now, now, no frowning." Seungkwan softly scolded him. "You are set for life. Few people in the world can make such a claim. And I hope you know that you can come to me for help, should you require it." Jeonghan smiled and thanked him before gazing up at the stars again.

***

Jeonghan was heading back to his room after a long night when Joshua appeared and motioned him aside. Jeonghan joined him and Joshua leaned close to speak in hushed tones. "I was able to do as you asked, Jeonghan, and I did find something. Under a pillow, Mr. Vernon has a notebook of love letters, poems, sketches, all of them clearly regarding Miss Subin." He smiled. "Honestly, it was quite romantic! I didn't know he had it in him, the dear."

"That is most surprising." Jeonghan said with wide eyes. "Not what I was expecting but I appreciate you letting me know."

"Of course, Jeonghan." Joshua bowed his head politely. "I'm happy to help." He hurried off as Jeonghan frowned to himself, more confused to than ever.

If Vernon truly loved Subin, then it wasn't just a financial arrangement between their families…then again, people did crazy things for love. And there was no guarantee Subin loved Vernon back. With those thoughts, Jeonghan continued on to his room, ready to finally get some rest.

Then he passed by the butler and head housekeeper speaking in hushed tones behind a thick column. "…going around the way she did, as though she owned the place. Saying whatever she liked with no respect for the consequences."

"Hush, Mr. Derrick. I never approved of their dalliance, but don't speak ill of the dead that way. Especially in the open like this."

"Why shouldn't I, Mrs. Lee? We run the house, so we can express how we feel in it. Besides, she got what she deserved."

Jeonghan's eyes widened at the look of smug satisfaction on Mr. Derrick's face. Were they talking about Subin?

***

Jeonghan sat in the drawing room with Joshua, discussing in quiet tones what he'd overheard Mr. Derrick say to the butler. "Mr. Derrick certainly sounded as though he disapproved of Subin. And perhaps despised her enough to have wanted her dead!"

Joshua frowned. "I can't believe that! Do you really think he'd be capable of murder?"

"I think Mr. Derrick's our biggest lead so far." Jeonghan pointed out. "We have to follow up on it. I see no other way. What we need to do is find some proof."

"Proof of what?"

Jeonghan jumped and turned to see Seungcheol and Vernon stepping into the drawing room. Joshua quickly rose to his feet and curtsied, apologizing to them for sitting. "Beg your pardon, sirs. Proof that the tailor in the village is overcharging us for alterations. I compared prices and intend to ask her about it today."

"Very good." Vernon nodded. "In fact, perhaps Mr. Yoon should also visit Windcroft Village today. Wouldn't you like to get to know your new home?"

"I'd love to see the town." Jeonghan smiled. "From what I briefly saw during the drive over, it looked charming."

Joshua cleared his throat quietly. "Sir, don't forget you have an appointment today with the Voss family."

"That's right!" Vernon sighed. "I promised my father I would join him on his rounds of visiting our tenant farmers." He bit his lip, his gaze drifting to his cousin. "Perhaps Seungcheol could show you the town in my stead?"

"Called upon to play tour guide once again." Seungcheol said as if it were the last thing he wanted to do. Then he smiled at Jeonghan. "But I'm happy to show you around, Jeonghan."

"Do try to offer him some useful information about the town." Vernon requested.

Seungcheol clicked his tongue. "No promises, dear cousin." He nodded to Jeonghan. "I'll give you some time to get ready. Meet me downstairs in half an hour and the chauffeur can drive us."

As Jeonghan headed for his room, Joshua waved him toward the telephone. "It's your stepmother." He whispered.

Jeonghan quickly took the receiver and listened to the hiss and crackle of the line. "Eunjung?"

"Jeonghan!" His stepmother's voice rang through. "So glad I caught you, dear! I'm at the clubhouse with time to spare so I thought I'd say hello. How are you settling in? I know I need not remind you how important the Chwe family is to us…"

"No." Jeonghan gritted his teeth and smiled even though he knew she couldn't see him. "You certainly don't need to remind me."

"I'm actually calling about something a little more pressing." Eunjung said. "Not that your happiness isn't important to me, dear. As you know, my lovely sister, your Aunt Seohyun, lives in London."

Jeonghan hummed. "Aunt Seohyun is such a riot! I miss her! It would be great to see her while I'm here!"

"Oh, yes, my sister is ever the charmer. Just don't let her ways influence you. I'm surprised your sister was able to get engaged at all with a chaperone who would rather run around with her own lovers. But I'm calling because I just found out that she actually saw Subin a few days before her death."

"She did?" Jeonghan asked, eyes widening.

Eunjung hummed. "Apparently Subin borrowed some money from her. My sister 'doesn't want to be a burden' but she could use the loan back. No doubt for a romantic trip or perhaps to throw another extravagant party."

Jeonghan frowned. "Why would Subin have borrowed money? Wasn’t her allowance sufficient?"

"I'm sure I don't know, dear. The point is, I'll try to get your father to cover the loan, but in the meantime…you might want to buy your aunt a gift when you get the chance. I'm certain she'll expect you to call on her soon."

"I'll see what I can find." Jeonghan assured her.

"Wonderful. She won't be back or a few days but she's looking forward to hosting you in London!" Eunjung sighed. "Anyhow, I must dash. I hope your adjustment goes smoothly, dear. For all our sakes."

Jeonghan hung up the receiver and headed toward the staircase to ready himself for the day. As he did, he caught sight of Vernon hard at work in the study, poring over various documents.

***

Jeonghan looked out over the lush fields and greenery as they drove past. "I apologize again that my brother couldn't make the time for this." Seungcheol said. "He has many duties to attend to."

Jeonghan turned to him in slight surprise. "You don't have some smart remark about his noble traditions?"

"I do respect Vernon's honor." Seungcheol said. "He may be distant, but he is an alpha of his word and will always do what's right for his family. Not that I envy him his position."

"Your family seems important to you." Jeonghan mused, thinking back to dinner the night before. Particularly his reaction when Lord Ashbourne had mentioned a Christina. "If you don't mind me asking, who is Christina? At dinner, your uncle said something, and it was as though it cast a pall on the entire room. Was she close to the family?" Seungcheol's face darkened a tad. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry, truly."

Seungcheol shook his head slightly. "No offense taken, although I see you're quick at picking up information in new surroundings." He casted his gaze out upon the passing landscape of hills. "Christina was my fiancée. She isn't any longer. That's about all I wish to say."

Jeonghan frowned, feeling his heart tug for the alpha. "I understand. Of course."

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "You may think I am overprotective of my family but…suffice it to say that I prefer to navigate the world carefully. For human life, and human nature, are fickle."

A silence spread between them after that. Although Jeonghan could feel a new tension buzzing between the two of them.

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The automobile reached the village and Seungcheol helped Jeonghan step down. The village of Windcroft surrounded them, a cluster of quaint stone and whitewashed cottages and businesses. Seungcheol led Jeonghan to the center of the square. Shopkeepers lined the bustling square, hawking wares from their storefronts. "Books! The latest novels from America and France, all at a discounted price!"

"What a lovely town." Jeonghan mused, smiling as he took it all in.

"The bookstore's a favorite of mine." Seungcheol informed him. "And there we have the school, although both Vernon and I attended boarding school at Fulton of course…A privilege not afforded to most townsfolk, which at least spares them rubbing shoulders with the most infuriating sort of peerage." He shook his head and gestured to more shops. "The tailor, the baker, and conveniently the public house and the physician's office right next door to each other. That way, the drunks can just stumble over."

Jeonghan let out a small laugh at that. "What a thoughtful layout."

"Not that I have personal experience of course." Seungcheol assured him. "But I've wiled away a few afternoons at the pub." He pointed in the distance at an ancient stone cathedral currently surrounded by wooden scaffolding holding dozens of workers. "Our cathedral is still undergoing repairs so I'm afraid it won't be suitable for your wedding venue. We'll have to find a substitute. And that's the gist of Windcroft. Small but quaint."

"Did you miss Windcroft while you were away?" Jeonghan inquired.

Seungcheol pursed his lips. "I wouldn't say I missed it, but I have many fond, formative memories of this place. I feel grateful for my childhood but have no desire to repeat it, I suppose."

Jeonghan nodded as another shopkeeper called out toward them. "Antiques and curios! Rare objects you've never seen before!"

"I'm meant to buy my Aunt Seohyun a gift." Jeonghan said, and Seungcheol nodded, leading him toward the shop. As they stepped inside, they paused to allow their eyes to take in the mysterious vials, masks, and treasures. "What a collection. It seems nearly as eccentric as Seohyun herself."

The shopkeeper smiled at him. "Looking for anything in particular, love?"

Jeonghan gave a small nod. "I'd like to buy a gift for my aunt."

"An American!" The shopkeeper gasped. "You must be Miss Subin's sister. And I'm sorry for not recognizing you immediately, Mr. Seungcheol."

Jeonghan's eyes widened a bit, breath catching slightly. "Did you know her?"

"Oh yes." The shopkeeper smiled. "I once sold her an alpha's antique pocket watch. A fine, golden one with a long chain."

"For Mr. Vernon?" Jeonghan asked.

The shopkeeper lowered her voice with barely disguised glee. "I don't think so. She asked me to 'keep it to myself'. So I had to assume it was a gift for a different fellow, if you know what I mean."

Seungcheol cleared his throat, voice coming out a bit harsh as he spoke. "Jeonghan, have you decided what to get?"

Jeonghan quickly perused the items before settling on a rose necklace. "This is just her style." He purchased the gift and, as they returned outside, he sensed that Seungcheol was a little disturbed by what the shopkeeper was insinuating. "It sounds like Subin spent some time in town." Jeonghan said. "Do you know if she had friends who lived outside the estate?"

"If she had any close acquaintances, I would not be familiar." Seungcheol said. "But she was a friendly, outspoken type. I would not be surprised to hear she had admirers in town."

Jeonghan frowned. "Seungcheol, what the shopkeeper said, I'm sure there's an innocent explanation. Subin wouldn't-"

"Don't worry about it." Seungcheol cut him off.

As they reached the other end of the village square, Jeonghan noticed a cluster of tents surrounded by a small crowd. Bright banners announced the Windcroft Village Fair. "Come one, come all! The village fair will only be here for one more day!"

An excited child ran by Jeonghan, a huge grin on her face. "I can't wait to play!"

"You didn't tell me there was a fair today, Seungcheol." Jeonghan said, turning to the alpha in surprise.

Even the alpha seemed taken aback. "I nearly forgot about these. I haven't been to one in years, but I remember them being quite amusing."

Jeonghan smiled. "Shall we have a look?"

Seungcheol shrugged wryly. "I suppose, once upon a time, I had quite a knack for the game of coconut shy."

"Then let's go!" Jeonghan exclaimed. "Perhaps it'll be like Coney Island back home."

"Alright." Seungcheol agreed. "But just because I promised Vernon, I'd entertain you. If nothing else, we can see if it lives up to my childhood memories." He purchased their admission from a cheerful vendor and ushered Jeonghan into the cluster of bright tents.

The people of Windcroft milled around the different booths where vendors sold everything from snacks to fortunes. "Care to have your palm read?" Jeonghan asked in amusement.

Seungcheol shook his head. "Even if I believed in such things, I'd rather not know."

"Why?" Jeonghan tilted his head. "Are you afraid?"

"No." Seungcheol snorted. "But I'd rather live my life than hear about it from someone else."

"Test your skill, win a prize!" A vendor caught their attention. "Head on down for coconut shy!"

Seungcheol gestured to the game tent. "Let's give that a try. If you don't think it's too unomegalike to toss a ball."

"Unomegalike?" Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. "I bet I can toss better than you."

"Forgive me if I require a demonstration." Seungcheol chuckled. They approached the tent where the game was set up. "It's quite simple. All you have to do is knock the coconuts off those sticks in the back." He handed Seungcheol a small wooden ball.

Jeonghan drew back his arm and tossed the ball into the air. The ball hit the coconut smack dab in the center, and it tottered and fell off the stick. "Told you." Jeonghan smirked at Seungcheol.

Seungcheol returned the smirk, a glint of competitiveness in his eyes. "My turn." He readied his toss, squinted, pitched the ball, and struck the coconut solidly.

"We're far from finished." Jeonghan promised him. He took up the ball for the second round, jaw set with determination. He tossed the ball with just enough force to knock the second coconut off the stand. Seungcheol picked up his second ball and took aim, but his toss went wide. "So was that all just big talk, Mr. Seungcheol?" Jeonghan taunted the alpha.

Seungcheol shook his head, and Jeonghan could tell from how tight his lips went that he was holding back from cursing. "It's your last chance."

Jeonghan flung the ball in a perfect arc, and it struck square in the center of the third coconut, knocking it off the stick. Seungcheol readied his last pitch but missed again. "Told you I wasn't just talk." Jeonghan boasted, smiling triumphantly at the alpha.

Seungcheol clenched his fist but managed to plaster a smile on his face. "Well, that's a winning score for the omega. How about his prize?"

The carnival barker pulled out Jeonghan's prize from behind the counter. "A toy magic lantern to project shapes and images!" Jeonghan gasped as he accepted it. "How charming! I've never seen such a thing before."

They left the coconut shy booth and continued along the fair's main path, enjoying tufts of candy floss as a snack. "Thank you for accompanying me today." Jeonghan said sincerely. "I'm glad to know my new home can be so lively."

"It would not do for you to languish at home just because Vernon can't drag himself away from work yet again." Seungcheol said.

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean by 'again'? Did he not make time for Subin?"

"They did the expected courtship activities together." Seungcheol answered. "Strolls in the garden, dinner parties, and so on. Subin struck me as quite independent but I'm sure she felt the lack of something more. Still, Vernon wasn't nearly so busy then as he's been lately."

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol shrugged his shoulders slightly. "He's making phone calls to Oxford University. We both attended there but he's never kept such close ties before. I wondered if he and Uncle were in the process of making a donation but we're in no state to do such a thing."

"Oxford University…" Jeonghan hummed. "I wonder why."

"I don't pay much attention to the affairs of the estate." Seungcheol said. "Fitting, I suppose, for the cousin who will most likely never inherit. Now where shall we head next?"

Soon they were both riding on the carousel, cheerful music filling the air as their steeds glided up and down. "These are faster than I remember." Seungcheol said with wide eyes.

Jeonghan giggled. "Don't tell me the world traveler gets sick on a carousel."

"I'll have you know I'm an accomplished equestrian." Seungcheol insisted.

Finally the carousel came to a stop and Jeonghan stood on wobbly legs. Seungcheol offered the omega his hand and helped him step down from the carousel. "I admit, our little fair detour has been more diverting than I expected." Seungcheol mused.

Jeonghan nodded slightly. "Indeed. It has been so diverting, in fact, it's almost like you're the one courting me."

The corner of Seungcheol's mouth twitched in amusement although he did not meet Jeonghan's gaze. "I'm only standing in for Vernon. And rather poorly at that." He gestured for Jeonghan to follow him. "Come, we still have to finish up your tour." They wound their way to the end of the fair and left the tents and crowds behind to return to the village.

As they strolled down the village street, someone called out to Jeonghan. "Mr. Jeonghan Yoon? That is you, is it not?" Seungcheol and Jeonghan both turned as the young, yet tall alpha caught up to them at a slow jog, his hat in his hand. "Apologies for the calisthenics but I had to meet you. I'm Mingyu Kim, the Yoon family solicitor. I'd heard Miss Subin's brother was in town and I recognized you from your photograph, although it's nice to not see you in two-dimensional form. Your photo hardly does you justice."

Jeonghan stared at Mingyu in surprise. "You knew my sister?"

Mingyu nodded with a solemn expression. "I manage your family's legal and sometimes financial matters here in England. Your sister and I grew to be close friends. I actually meant to pay you a visit but here you are and thus…here I am." He smiled sadly and bowed his head. "I'd like to offer my condolences though I'm sure you're rather tired of hearing that trite sentiment. But I do mean it."

"I didn't know you and Subin were close." Jeonghan said. "But I'm happy to meet any friend of hers."

"Miss Subin was a lovely soul." Mingyu said. "Full of verve and quick witted…some sunshine in our appalling grey weather."

Seungcheol extended a hand to Mingyu, and they shook firmly. "A pleasure to see you again, Mingyu."

"You two are acquainted then?" Jeonghan assumed.

Mingyu nodded again. "We've met a handful of times when I attended to Subin's business at the estate. I wouldn't say I was a fixture at christenings or anything. That's more for the inner circle."

"Mingyu, you know you're always welcome." Seungcheol said. "Although you should be thankful to be spared such tedious affairs."

"Ah, the exclusion was a gesture of altruism!" Mingyu exclaimed humorously. "If that's the case, consider my grievances settled."

Seungcheol chuckled. "Rightly so." He turned to Jeonghan. "Might you excuse me a moment? I need to post some mail. But perhaps Mr. Kim can finish up the tour while I do so?"

Mingyu offered Jeonghan his arm as Seungcheol bowed his head and left for the post office. "Shall we then?" He led Jeonghan down the street at a steady pace. Eventually they made their way into a peaceful park filled with vibrant flowers. "I often go for walks here whenever I need a break from my demanding clients and their documentation." Mingyu informed Jeonghan. "Nothing like a statue of a regal monarch to reinvigorate one's spirit, eh?"

Jeonghan let out a small laugh. "You speak with a mocking tone, Mr. Kim."

"So I'm told." Mingyu mused. "Alas, given my solidly middle-class station, I can only air my complaints if I cloak them in humor."

"So, Mr, Kim, how long did you know Subin?" Jeonghan asked.

"I met her when she first arrived about a year ago." Mingyu answered. "She had a shrewd mind for business, although it sounds like your father wasn't keen on involving her in the family trade."

Jeonghan frowned. "I didn't know she had any desire to be more involved."

"I think she resented being left out merely for her subgender." Mingyu said. "She would have liked to learn more." He sighed. "I'm sorry, there's probably no point in my bringing this up now."

"No, I understand." Jeonghan said. "Both of us liked learning and would have liked to continue higher education but our family was intent on marrying us off."

Mingyu frowned sympathetically. "I'm sorry. I tis hard to feel shackled by family tradition."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "And are you originally from Windcroft?"

"No, I'm from London, and I went to university at Oxford." Mingyu answered. "Which makes me sound a lot stuffier than I actually am, I hope." Jeonghan giggled at the joke. "I moved here when I was working for a firm, and after that, I became a sole practitioner."

"London and Oxford?" Jeonghan mused. "I hope Windcroft doesn't feel too boring in comparison."

Mingyu nodded. "I have to bow and scrape and kiss a lot fewer rings out here. Maybe not fewer per capita but fewer overall." Jeonghan laughed again. "I went to university on scholarship, so my experience was largely that of an observer. Like an anthropologist doing research." He paused as they neared a break in the hedges, checking his pocket watch for the time.

Jeonghan couldn't help but wonder if that was the gift Subin had bought, as it matched the shopkeeper's description. "Mr. Kim, do you mind if I ask where you bought that pocket watch? It looks finely made."

"Oh this?" Mingyu lifted it more. "It was a gift from Subin. She wanted to express her thanks for my working on your family's affairs."

"How thoughtful of her." Jeonghan said politely while inside he wondered if that truly was the case or, he hated to think about it, had his sister been having an affair with the alpha next to him.

Mingyu slipped the pocket watch back into his pocket. "It looks like I've got plenty of time before my next engagement if you'd like me to show you one of your sister's favorite places. There's a beautiful country stream nearby that Subin liked to walk alongside. Would you like to visit it together?"

"I'd love to." Jeonghan quickly accepted the offer. "I came out today to learn more about Windcroft, especially those parts that were dear to my sister."

Mingyu smiled. "We'll get a bit off the beaten path but it's only a minute or so down the road here." He gestured toward the pathway leading into greenery beyond the village proper.

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Jeonghan took in the idyllic forest Mingyu had led him to and sighed. "I can see why Subin liked it here. She loved the city, but she always found respite in the peace of nature. There's something wild in it that matches the way she was."

Mingyu nodded, surveying the area with a sad smile. "She had two sides to her. One a proper omega who knew the perfect fork for every dish…and then a fiercer side, one that wasn't afraid to debate foreign affairs. Once, she got into a lively dispute with a viceroy. She wouldn't back down and ended up talking circles around him."

"I'm sure that would have been quite entertaining to see." Jeonghan said with a tiny laugh before looking around curiously. "This certainly is a peaceful place to escape. But I wonder what was she escaping from?"

"From what I could tell, navigating the shark infested waters of high society." Mingyu said. "Anxiety about her engagement. That sort of thing."

Jeonghan turned to Mingyu with a frown. "Anxiety?"

Mingyu nodded. "She seemed to like Vernon from what I could tell but perhaps she would have liked more time to get to know him."

"What about you?" Jeonghan asked. "In your line of work, do you have time to devote to personal matters? Matters of the heart, let's say?"

The alpha glanced at him sideways. "That was tactfully done. Perhaps I should have you join me as my legal assistant the next time I Have a tricky negotiation."

Jeonghan smiled. "I assure you, I'd be an asset in such a situation."

"I have no doubt." Mingyu mused. "To answer your very impertinent question, no, there's not much time in my day to devote to scribbling love letters to a paramour. It's my clients that get all of my attention…in the form of romantic legalese."

"My favorite form of prose." Jeonghan said teasingly.

Mingyu chuckled. "You jest but you haven't seen the way I draft a recital."

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. "I have no idea what that means but I'm sure the execution is most skillful."

"In all seriousness, my family has put a little pressure on me to wed." Mingyu admitted. "I come from a long family line of solicitors and there's not much to be gained from a marriage, especially since I already have a practice."

"It sounds like your class, despite its difficulties, affords you some freedom." Jeonghan mused.

Mingyu pursed his lips thoughtfully. "Perhaps you're right. It also helps that any proper omega with a large amount of money is unlikely to consider me a suitable match." He let out a quiet sigh. "Eventually my family will hound me to make future little solicitors but I'm probably in the clear for at least a few more years."

"You're sure nobody caught your eye?" Jeonghan pressed, not even trying to be subtle as Mingyu had caught on to his earlier questioning quite easily. "Not even…my sister perhaps?"

The alpha looked at Jeonghan as if he'd just asked him to murder King George himself. "Certainly not! We were just friends. I treasured Subin's companionship, to be sure, but I never viewed her that way. She was a good ally to have, seeing as both felt out of place in the company we kept."

Jeonghan hummed quietly. "I can empathize with that."

"I'd like to hear more about you." Mingyu turned the tables on the omega. "You've certainly had a sudden shift in scenery. How has it been really?"

"It can be exhausting to be the outsider." Jeonghan said. "And a new one at that. Especially because I'm American. I don't know all of the rules that must be followed, and I'm treated as if they expect me to be crass because of it. I'm learning as quickly as I can, but this was never part of my life's plan. Subin was the one who was expected to marry well."

Mingyu tilted his head. "From where I'm standing, you seem to be doing admirably thus far. Granted, in the upper tiers of American society, attitudes aren't so different from the peerage. Snobbery transcends borders, does it not?" Jeonghan managed a small smile at that. "All told, though, I do not think I envy the nobility. All money ever seems to bring is endless rotating sets of dinner jackets, after all. I'd wager that most of them don't even know what a 'weekend' is, seeing as they don't necessarily work during a 'weekday'."

The frown returned to Jeonghan's face. "It does seem that Vernon's work is never finished." He looked at Mingyu curiously. "Mr. Kim, I know neither of us originally belonged to the peerage, but I hope you don't resent my new place among them. I'll always know where I came from."

Mingyu smiled. "How could I resent you when you offer such a refreshing deviation from the usual?"

"You are too kind." Jeonghan said, brushing off his compliment.

"Kindness is a true rarity around here." Mingyu mused. "I'm glad I can offer you some solace." His gaze grew more serious. "I know it must be difficult to adjust to this new life but if you need any assistance navigating it, I'm glad to help. And if you ever wish to talk about your sister, I'm here for you." Jeonghan gave him a grateful smile. "The Chwe family is kind, but they are private, not the most expressive about their grief…although I do not blame them for it." Jeonghan gazed out over the stream for a moment and tried to imagine his sister standing there, taking comfort from the same surroundings. "If I may speak plainly with you, Mr. Yoon, in the last few months of Subin's life, we grew more distant. She was always busy with something or other. I assumed that she was just growing weary of navigating high society."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "But you never found out for certain?"

Mingyu shook his head. "I sensed that something was worrying her. But she would not say what was on her mind. I was sorry for the loss of our easy friendship, but I wanted to give her space."

"I'm sure it was nothing to do with you." Jeonghan said. "Perhaps she took on more of a burden than she knew what to do with."

Mingyu nodded and sighed before gesturing the way they'd came. "I suppose we'd better get you back before Seungcheol worries."

"Very well." Jeonghan gave the alpha a small smile. "Thank you again. I feel more at peace knowing where my sister spent her time away from home."

They returned to the park, but Mingyu stopped Jeonghan before they could go any further. "Before you go, Mr. Yoon…you wouldn't happen to know if Subin had incurred any large debts or expenses before she died? I don't mean to pry but she tried to make a withdrawal that your father hadn't authorized, and I had to turn her down. I always regretted doing so, in case she was in need during those final days."

"A withdrawal?" Jeonghan repeated, furrowing his eyebrows. Then he remembered what his stepmother had just informed him of that morning. "Actually, I just found out that she asked my Aunt Seohyun for money recently. Perhaps she resorted to that instead?"

"Seohyun?" Mingyu asked. "Would that be Seohyun Yoon?"

Jeonghan shook his head. "Seohyun Moon. That's my stepmother's maiden name."

"I'll look into it." Mingyu said. "See if that turns up anything. Thank you for your help, Mr. Yoon." Jeonghan nodded. "In any case, I must be off. But it was a pleasure to meet you. I hope to see more of you soon."

"Likewise, Mr. Kim." Jeonghan waved him before heading off to find Seungcheol.

***

Jeonghan was heading up to his bedroom when he spotted Vernon on the telephone, speaking in a furtive whisper. Frowning, Jeonghan cautiously approached the alpha, careful that his steps didn't reverberate in the great hall. Vernon didn't notice him as he continued his conversation. "And what of the other lab reports…no, of course I didn't tell him! Do you think me a fool? I can't let him know the truth. Not when he and Subin are of the same blood…"

As Jeonghan leaned closer, he caught the eye of Mr. Derrick coming down the stairs. "Yes, Mr. Yoon?" The older omega called out to him with a scowl. "May I help you with anything? Provide you with directions?"

"Actually, Mr. Derrick, I think I can manage navigating." Jeonghan replied. "I've been here long enough to know my way around."

"Very well." Mr. Derrick looked him up and down. "Please see that you limit your exploration to your own personal chambers."

Jeonghan hurried upstairs and immediately rang for Joshua so he could catch him up on his day. "I hope your tour went well, Jeonghan." Joshua smiled as he entered the room.

"I met Mr. Kim, my family's solicitor." Jeonghan said. "But I actually had some questions for you." He patted the seat next to him, prompting the other omega to sit. "What can you tell me about Mrs. Lee?"

"She's served the family for most of her life." Joshua said. "She keeps everything running, though she can be a bit stern and old fashioned. I've never had any trouble with her, though she does expect us all to follow traditions to the letter and shouts at the staff sometimes."

Jeonghan nodded slightly. "And Mr. Derrick?"

Joshua frowned a bit. "He's been with the family a long time. Very old fashioned and concerned with the household's image, almost possessive of it. I know he dislikes Americans, but I just cannot imagine that he would do something as drastic as…you know."

"What do you know of his background?" Jeonghan asked.

"He's from a neighboring town and has worked in service all his life." Joshua answered. "Before this, he worked in a smaller household. Since it was only him and a butler, he got used to being in charge. Here, he has to contend with a much bigger pond even though he's at the top with Mrs. Lee."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Perhaps he felt the need to prove his authority…" He shook his head slightly, moving on to his last question. "What do you know about Mingyu Kim?"

Joshua blinked, then a smile appeared on his face. "I used to see him around the house from time to time. Discussing legal or financial affairs with Subin. He was one of the few people she seemed truly herself with. I feel more comfortable around him too since he's one of us and not a noble."

"Thank you for your help, Joshua." Jeonghan said gratefully.

"Of course." Joshua nodded. "By the way, Lord Ashbourne asked to meet you in the stables as soon as you return."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "Really? I shall go see what he wants."

He left the house and headed toward the stables only to spot the viscount coming back in from the fields. "Jeonghan!" The alpha beamed. "I'm glad to see you got my message."

"Is everything alright?" Jeonghan asked.

"Certainly." Simon nodded. "Although I think I know something that might catch your interest…" He led Jeonghan into the very polished stables where a beautiful palomino gelding leaned over a door, watching Jeonghan with wide eyes. "This fine boy was one of Subin's favorites. He's a few years old, so he's got a lot of energy, but he's well trained for an omega's riding horse."

The horse nudged Jeonghan with his velvety nose then shook his head with a soft snort. "What a beauty!" Jeonghan gushed. "Look at that luscious mane! And those flowers!"

"His name is Claudio and he's yours if you want him." Simon said, causing Jeonghan to look at him in surprise. "I know you took equestrian lessons in the States. He was to have been Subin's mount, so he's really been languishing since her death."

Jeonghan thought he saw a wistful look in the alpha's eye before he forced a smile back on his face. "Where did she like to go riding?" He asked.

Simon seemed a bit taken aback by the question. "I assumed around the fields or into town to do shopping, although she did seem to take him out more frequently in those…last weeks."

"It'd be lovely to have a companion…" Jeonghan mused as he turned back to the horse. "And my own transportation as well."

"Excellent!" Simon beamed. "Then Claudio shall be your new steed."

Jeonghan gently rubbed Claudio's neck. "You and I are going to become very good friends." Claudio whinnied as though in agreement. Jeonghan stepped into the stall and grabbed a curry brush, brushing the horse out to brighten his coat. "That's looking much better, isn't it?" Claudio tossed his mane in response. "I'll come tomorrow to take you for a ride."

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As Jeonghan was preparing for bed, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

"It's me!" Recognizing Joshua's voice, the omega quickly let his omega's maid in. "You have a telephone call. From Mr. Kim."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "At this hour? What could he possibly want?" He rushed to the telephone in the great hall and picked up the line.

"Mr. Yoon." Mingyu's voice came out. "I'm terribly sorry to call so late but I think you'll want to hear this. I did some digging based on your aunt's name and it's true. Your aunt deposited a very large sum into your sister's account before her death. It was done in multiple installments, so I thought it was part of the wedding gift money your sister was receiving."

Jeonghan's heart started to beat faster. "Was there anything strange about it?"

"It looks like Subin transferred the full amount right away." Mingyu said. "As though she was acting with a sense of urgency."

"But where did the money go?" Jeonghan asked.

"Subin's account is a joint family one so I'll be able to trace the money eventually." Mingyu assured him. "But it'll take a bit more time to sort out the details. I'll keep searching, however. I'm going to do whatever I can to make sense of this, Mr. Yoon."

Jeonghan nodded even though Mingyu couldn't see him. "Thank you. I greatly appreciate it, Mr. Kim." He hung up the telephone, still reeling. Was someone blackmailing Subin? He couldn't think of any other reason she would need to acquire and transfer such a large amount of money in such a short period of time. And if that was the case, did the money end up not being enough?

***

Jeonghan was panicking as he pulled on his stockings, Joshua standing by with Jeonghan's shoes in hand. "How do I focus on charming people at a party when I still don't know why Subin transferred all that money before her death?" With his stockings on, he held out his hand for his shoes so he could slip them on and lace them up while his mind churned through the possibilities. "Do you suppose she had some kind of contingency plan in place? Or was someone putting pressure on her?"

"I don't know, Jeonghan." Joshua shook his head with a frown. "I-I already told you, I don't know why Miss Subin would have sent that money." Joshua grabbed Jeonghan's corset as he stood up. "But maybe someone at the dowager's garden party will know." Jeonghan made a small noise as Joshua began tightening the corset. "Youll meet a lot of people there. Perhaps you can use it as an opportunity to learn if anyone had a vendetta against your sister."

Jeonghan gasped, both from the dressing and from realization. "You're right! Today I should focus on eavesdropping. There will be so many people there. I'm sure I'll overhear some useful gossip!"

"As long as you're careful to not get caught." Joshua said, tying the laces of the corset.

Jeonghan watched Joshua as he grabbed his corset cover. "Who'll be attending anyway?" He asked, holding out his arms to slip the garment on.

"There's a wide variety of nobles close to the Chwe family who you'll want to impress." Joshua said, helping Jeonghan button the cover up. "Off the top of my head, I can think of Earl Otis, Baron and Baroness Lee, as well as the Marquess and Marchioness of Huntsbury."

"A lion's den indeed." Jeonghan murmured.

Joshua offered him a smile as he held out his petticoat to slip over his head, settling it into place at Jeonghan's waist. "The good news is, you're a blank slate to them. You can choose whatever image you want to present to society. Subin was able to work a room with a balance of genteel grace and American zest. I'm sure you'll have your own unique blend."

Jeonghan tilted his head thoughtfully. "I prefer to stand out. Everyone is here to meet the American curiosity, aren't they? I'd so hate to let them down."

"Then I am sure you'll entertain them." Joshua chuckled, stepping back now that the petticoat was tied properly. "Whatever you choose, I'm sure you'll find kindred spirits at the party. Once they're on your side, perhaps they'll give you the information you need. I'm certain you'll make a splendid impression." Joshua retrieved the lacy white dress that he had already laid out. "Now let's finish getting you ready."

Once the dress was in place with a light green ribbon tied around Jeonghan's waist--as well as a matching hat on his head--the omega headed downstairs to leave for the Dowager Viscountess' home. On his way out the door, he noticed Mr. Derrick watching him with narrowed eyes.

With some time to spare, Jeonghan decided to stop at the stables to visit his new horse, Claudio. "Hello, Claudio." He smiled brightly. " You're looking rather spry today. Have you been eating well?" Claudio tossed his head, mane rippling, then shoved his nose toward Jeonghan, eager to be petted. "Alright, alright." Jeonghan laughed. "How about we let you run in the field?" He led the horse out to the field and unhooked his lead. Claudio immediately set off at a canter, moving in a broad circle around the field before whizzing past Jeonghan as he started on another lap. "I think you're getting faster, Claudio!" Claudio snorted loudly as he passed Jeonghan again.

After yet another lap, Claudio slowed down and stamped at the ground before Jeonghan. "Good boy." Jeonghan patted his neck fondly. "I promise we'll go for a ride very soon." He led Claudio back to the stables and fed him some oats from his hand, which he slurped up merrily.

He headed back to the front of the manor where he met Lord and Lady Ashbourne. They greeted him warmly once they spotted him. "My mother lives in the dower house on the estate grounds, not too far away." Simon informed Jeonghan.

"The rest of the family went ahead to help her set up the party." Melody added on. "Shall we go meet them?" Jeonghan nodded and followed the older couple.

Soon, they reached the dower house, a quaint, well-appointed separate building. In the back, guests in spring colors milled about the lawn, playing croquet and enjoying finger sandwiches. Jeonghan took in the lush gardens before stepping forward to greet Vernon, Seungkwan, and Seungcheol. "There you are, Jeonghan." Vernon smiled. "A pleasure to have you join us."

"I hope you like croquet." Seungkwan said. "We've all been looking for someone who can take Seungcheol down a peg or two."

Seungcheol ignored him, nodding politely to Jeonghan. "You look…decent for the occasion."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "Decent, is that all?"

"You look radiant." Seungkwan complimented him. "Which is why Seungcheol is completely reticent."

The dowager marched toward them, a determined set to her jaw. "Mr. Yoon. I do hope you're ready to make everyone's acquaintance? We absolutely must make the rounds." Before Jeonghan could react, she took his arm and steered him toward the crowd. First, the dowager brought him to a couple. The alpha gazed at his omega with a doting smile. "Baron and Baroness Lee, please allow me to introduce Mr. Jeonghan Yoon."

"What a delight to meet you!" The baroness smiled brightly. "You're quite the intriguing mystery around here, and I do so hate to miss out."

"I'm Lord Seokmin Lee and this is my bride, Lord Soonyoung." The baron introduced themselves.

Soonyoung waved his hand dismissively. "But enough about us. We want to hear all about you!"

Jeonghan smiled. "For starters, I'm the troublemaking American." He said with a slight joking tone.

The baroness laughed heartily though the dowager pursed her lips. "Oh, you're a cheeky one, aren't you?" Soonyoung said. "We could use a bit of entertainment around here."

"Then I'm happy to do my part." Jeonghan said.

"Not too well, I hope." The dowager said stiffly.

Jeonghan cleared his throat quietly. "Were the two of you close to my sister, Subin?"

Soonyoung, as though sensing a kindred spirit in Jeonghan, leaned in closer. "We saw her often at parties. How she would hold court sometimes!" He pursed his lips. "Although I daresay some of the other omegas her age weren't always kind…"

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan asked.

Seokmin put a hand on Soonyoung's shoulder. "We mustn't indulge in idle gossip."

"But I must prepare Mr. Yoon, shouldn't I, in case he faces the same thing?" Soonyoung argued.

"Best to let him form his own impressions, don't you think, my dear?" Seokmin insisted.

The dowager cut in. "I see Lord and Lady Huntsbury over there. We must go say hello." Jeonghan managed to curtsy before he was pulled away, dragged over to a stylish couple who regarded him with sharp smiles. "Lord and Lady Huntsbury, the Marquess and Marchioness of Huntsbury. Allow me to present Mr. Jeonghan Yoon."

"A pleasure to lay eyes on you at last, Mr. Yoon." The marquess smiled at him.

"You have been settling in at Windcroft, I hope?" The marchioness inquired.

"I imagine the dowager has already put you through the wringer." Lord Huntsbury chuckled.

The dowager let out a chuckle of her own. "All within reason, I assure you."

"The Chwe family has been perfectly hospitable." Jeonghan said. "The Dowager Lady Ashbourne, especially, has welcomed me most generously. I am quite grateful."

Lady Huntsbury smiled. "Then I am glad to hear it."

"Did either of you spend much time with my sister, Subin, during her final days?" Jeonghan asked. "I would so love to become acquainted with those who were close to my sister."

The dowager made a scandalized noise. "The final days indeed! There's no need to bring up something so macabre during a garden party!"

Marchioness Huntsbury tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear, her hands folded primly in her lap. "It's not a bother, my lady. He was quite polite in his request, after all." She turned her attention back to Jeonghan. "We did see Subin, in fact, as did everyone here. We attended a debutante ball that night in London."

The marquess let out a laugh. "That circus! I was wondering what happened to my briar pip from Spain. Just remembered I lost it in a game of cards that night!"

"You did?" Lady Huntsbury frowned. "That was a gift from my father, Alfred!"

Alfred waved his hand towards his bride. "Don't worry, dear, I'll buy another one. Easy solution to an easy problem."

The dowager cleared her throat. "Alfred. Taeyeon. Always a pleasure."

"The pleasure is all mine, Dowager Lady Ashbourne." Alfred said before nodding his head towards Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon."

Once again, the dowager tugged Jeonghan away. "What was that for, bringing up your sister?" She hissed. "I want them to focus on clotted cream and scones today, not cemetery plots!"

"I'm sorry, my lady." Jeonghan said. "I was merely curious."

"Yes, well…" The dowager sighed. "Try to control yourself better." She led Jeonghan across the garden, sharp eyes combing the crowd of guests.

Jeonghan cleared his throat quietly. "My lady, what's your take on the baron and baroness?"

"The baron isn't the best conversationalist, frankly." The dowager said. "Though he means well. Worships the ground his bride walks on. Better than he deserves…" She shook her head and scowled. "Be careful with Soonyoung, by the way. He can be a bit nosy, especially under the influence of one too many sherries." Jeonghan nodded. "Now, there's one more person I'd like you to meet." She led him toward an older alpha seated at a table who was feeding a cucumber sandwich to a bloodhound cradled in his arms.

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "Is that dog wearing a formal suit?"

"It is too formal for a garden party, isn't it?" The dowager huffed. "Much more suited for evening attire."

"That's not quite what I meant-"

"Mr. Yoon, may I present the Earl of Otis?"

The alpha beamed at him. "Mr. Yoon, a delight! I am glad to make your acquaintance. And this is the bright light in my cursed life, Arthur!"

Jeonghan smiled at the dog. "Arthur's quite a proper name for a dog, if you don't mind me saying so."

"Well, he's a quite proper specimen, isn't he?" The earl chuckled. "Perhaps I can prevail upon your American sensibilities to recommend a refreshment. What do you suggest?"

"I would recommend a mint julep." Jeonghan said after looking over the options on the table.

The earl raised his eyebrows. "Liquor? A bold choice, if I may say so!"

"This was all the rage when I went to a derby in Kentucky last year." Jeonghan explained. "I think you'll enjoy it."

"They were serving this despite the Prohibition?" The earl asked.

Jeonghan smiled. "Not all counties have voted themselves dry yet."

The earl hummed and picked up a glass. "Bottoms up!" After drinking, he stood up, setting Arthur lightly on the ground. "I have to take him for a walk, or he'll get restless. However, I hope we'll get to speak later on in the party, Mr. Yoon."

As he left, the dowager turned to Jeonghan. "Percy is quite an…eccentric character who doesn't hesitate to speak his mind. But I expect he has enough power to do whatever he wishes. He used to work for a viceroy in India." She smoothed down the skirt of her dress. "That's everyone of importance to the Chwes. I expect we'll get to know their impressions of you before today is over."

"I'll do my best to dazzle them." Jeonghan assured her.

Chapter Text

After mingling for a bit longer, Jeonghan spotted Seungcheol speaking to th earl beside the croquet court. "Might I suggest a game of croquet instead, Earl Otis?" He overheard the alpha offering as he approached them.

"We're hardly done with our discussion!" The earl huffed. "We're bringing culture and civility to these lands and offering them new opportunities!"

Seungcheol's jaw tensed. "We're forcing ourselves on the existing order they already had, you mean."

The older alpha scoffed. "Nonsense. When I was working for the viceroy, you'd never seen such a sad and backward land in such desperate need of our guidance."

The Marquess Huntsbury cleared his throat and smiled. "There now, good Percy. I empathize with you as a former lieutenant myself, but this hardly sounds like proper garden party talk. Let's play croquet as Mr. Seungcheol suggested."

"Yes, precisely." Seungcheol said stiffly.

"You'd take his side over mine, Alfred?" The earl asked incredulously. "Seungcheol cut his tour short! It's hardly as though he's informed on the matter."

"The British Empire did not need my assistance doing what it does best." Seungcheol said. "We've been over this, my lord."

Percy shook his head. "It doesn't change the fact you left your unit in the lurch. While I was terribly sorry to hear about Christi-"

Seungcheol cut him off. "That's quite enough."

Jeonghan politely cleared his throat to make his presence known. "I'll play a game of croquet with you, Seungcheol."

The alpha looked at him in surprise. "You would?" He quickly schooled his expression. "I mean, wonderful. I could use the challenge, Jeonghan."

"But my boy-"

Seungcheol cut the earl off again. "I can hardly turn down the request of an omega, can I, Lord Otis?"

Percy cleared his throat and nodded. "Very well then."

As Jeonghan and Seungcheol departed from the earl and the marquess, the alpha let out an audible sigh. "Pleasurable company?" Jeonghan asked with a slightly amused tone.

"As I'm sure is apparent." Seungcheol let out a small chuckle. "Although I now find myself in the troublesome position of being in your debt."

Jeonghan smiled. "Not so much that you plan to go easy on me, I hope?"

"Certainly not." Seungcheol agreed.

"What were you discussing anyway?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol shook his head. "The usual drivel about the glories of Empire. Shall we get started?"

Hearing the reluctance in his voice, Jeonghan digressed and picked up a mallet. "It appears there's only one way to get you to speak plainly with me. Although I can't decide if that means beating you or letting you win."

The alpha raised his eyebrows, lips quirking. "Surely you know a pity win is not the way to my heart. Not that I have any fear you might beat me."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "What makes you think I want a way to your heart? I don't recall giving any indication of that desire."

"Then what would you call sweet talking someone to get them to reveal all their secrets?" Seungcheol retorted.

"I'd call it conversation." Jeonghan smiled innocently.

A small crowd began to gather on the sidelines to watch their game. "A match? How delightful!" Soonyoung gushed.

"My money's on Jeonghan." Seungkwan said. "Don't let me down, Mr. Yoon!"

Seungcheol gestured for Jeonghan to go ahead. "Omegas first, then."

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. "Is that how you play croquet in England?"

"It is when I'm scoping out the competition." Seungcheol smiled.

Smirking, Jeonghan lined up carefully and hit the ball, passing it perfectly through the first hoop. "I believe that just earned me another turn." Jeonghan boasted.

"Don't expect to keep the lead for long." Seungcheol said.

Alfred turned to his bride next to him. "Mr. Yoon has excellent form thus far, don't you think?"

Taeyeon bit her lip, hiding her face. "I'm too nervous to look."

Jeonghan took his second turn and passed through the second and third hoops. Then he missed on his next attempt. "My turn." Seungcheol smiled.

"That's fair." Jeonghan said. "You were waiting long enough."

Seungcheol lined up and readied his hit. His ball went smoothly through the hoop. During his second turn, the ball went cleanly through again. "I did warn you, Jeonghan."

"I don't need your feeble warnings." Jeonghan said. Adjusting his stance, Seungcheol readied his next shot. "So how long have you known Earl Otis anyway?"

"Since I was a pup." Seungcheol answered. "Which is as long as I've known most of them. I had the unfortunate pleasure of running into him a few times during my tour, however." He hit the ball with more force than intended and it sailed away. He cursed lowly under his breath. "Overshot it."

"Alas." Jeonghan smiled. "Looks like you aren't infallible after all, Seungcheol."

Seungcheol cocked his head. "I don't recall promising to be infallible. Merely a distinguished champion of the game."

"And both accolades seem to now be in question." Jeonghan said. "Don't worry, there's still time to redeem yourself." With just the right amount of pressure, he hit the ball with the mallet, sending it flying through the next two hoops. He missed on his next try but he was still two hoops further along. "How is that for proper form?"

"An exemplary display." Seungcheol hummed. "But feast your eyes on this show."

As Seungcheol went for his tour, Jeonghan spoke. "If I may ask, why did you cut your tour short?"

Seungcheol's shot hit against the hoop, clanging loudly. "Damn." The curse came louder that time. "You seem intent on sabotaging me."

"I just want to get to know you more." Jeonghan said innocently. "The sabotage is an unfortunate side effect."

"A cunning ruse then." Seungcheol's lips quirked as he rolled his shoulders. "I left early because I could no longer be party to what I saw there, duty be damned. I had the privilege to be able to pull some strings and then I left. After a brief stint at home, I spent a long time abroad. Perhaps the most lonely yet freeing period I've yet to experience."

"That does sound quite formative." Jeonghan mused, stepping forward to take his last turn.

In the end Jeonghan won, the alpha smiling despite very clearly being a bit peeved over his loss. "Very well, Jeonghan, I stand corrected." Seungcheol said. You're quite a formidable opponent after all. I'd hate to face you on the field of battle."

Jeonghan smiled. "I will accept my win with grace and aplomb."

The onlookers murmured from the sidelines. "Mr. Yoon is quite talented, is he not?"

"I knew he'd succeed!"

Jeonghan and Seungcheol stepped further away from their audience for a more quiet moment. "Thank you, Jeonghan." Seungcheol said sincerely. "This game was what I needed to ease my mind."

"I'm sorry I couldn't intervene sooner." Jeonghan said. "Earl Otis seemed quite relentless."

"You've nothing to apologize for." Seungcheol shook his head. "His way of thinking is all too common amongst the aristocracy, I fear. It does rather beat one down." He clenched his jaw and looked away. "In India, I'd hoped that I might change things and guide us to a better course. But one could sooner change the course of the wind than the Empire."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "If you don't mind me asking, why was the earl offering his condolences?"

Seungcheol glanced at Jeonghan and was quiet for a moment. "I had no sooner returned than I learned that my fiancée, Christina, had passed away." Seungcheol said quietly. "We never got to be reunited. That was about a year ago now."

"That must be why you traveled for so long after." Jeonghan frowned sympathetically. "To get away." He stepped a bit closer, gently resting his hand on Seungcheol's arm and squeezing it. "I don't know what else to say, what a terrible loss."

The running commentary on the sidelines drifted over to them. "He's getting quite close to Mr. Seungcheol there, isn't he?"

"Hush, Soonyoung, that's none of our business."

Jeonghan quickly dropped his hand. "Ignore them." Seungcheol said. "They're full of hot air. And…" He looked at the omega thoughtfully. "Thank you, Jeonghan. Anyway, I'm hardly the only one here who has faced tragedy. I find it best not to dwell on it." He straightened up with a shy smile. "We should return to the others. Without me there to provide controversy, I fear the party will become witheringly dull."

"Then we must provide the controversy together." Jeonghan smiled. Seungcheol offered his arm to the omega to return to the party, although Jeonghan felt him glance sidelong at him as he did so.

The pair made their way along the perfumed garden path when Mingyu suddenly called out to Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon! There you are." He beckoned to Jeonghan from the edge of the garden.

Jeonghan excused himself from Seungcheol and hurried over to the solicitor. "I didn't realize you were invited to this party. What a pleasant surprise."

Mingyu smiled. "I have a standing invitation to all family functions. They can hardly afford to be rude to the alpha who manages your family's affairs, now, can they?"

"You have a good point." Jeonghan chuckled. "That does sound like begging for trouble."

"Most of the time, the parties seem a bit superficial." Mingyu said. "But I thought today might be an exception since you're in attendance." He stepped closer to the omega, lowering his voice. "And I have some updates for you."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "Truly?"

Mingyu nodded. "The sum your sister transferred…it appears there were actually two transactions. A smaller amount but still large was transferred to someone named Allie Rivers."

"I wonder who that could be." Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows.

"Unfortunately, I'm having trouble tracing her identity given the number of Allie Rivers about." Mingyu said.

Jeonghan sighed. "I feel as though I'm chasing after ghosts."

"But the remaining, larger amount of money was transferred to yet another person." Mingyu continued. "And this one seems…highly suspicious."

"Who was the recipient?" Jeonghan asked.

Mingyu's nose wrinkled with distaste. "Garland Tevin Womack. A fake name if ever I've heard one."

"Are you certain?" Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "The English people I've met thus far…"

Mingyu gave him a mischievous smile. "You have a point. It's just a hunch for now but I strongly suspect this Mr. Womack doesn't exist."

"And when was this payment?" Jeonghan asked.

"The bulk payment was all at once in late April." Mingyu said.

Jeonghan frowned. "So soon before her death…"

Mingyu nodded solemnly. "It could be that it was a payment to a blackmailer or merely a generous gift."

"They're both possible." Jeonghan sighed. "I only wish I had further evidence."

"So do I." Mingyu said. "What a strange and ominous circumstance this all is…" After a moment, he continued. "I'm going to keep digging, Mr. Yoon. I feel I owe it to Subin as well as to you."

"I do appreciate that, Mr. Kim." Jeonghan said sincerely.

Mingyu smiled sadly as he glanced around. "Looks a bit overwhelming, like bait before the sharks. They're not eating you alive, are they?"

Jeonghan let out a small laugh. "I'm tougher than I seem. I can handle this."

"You seem plenty tough to me." Mingyu said. "But I’m glad to hear it."

"I appreciate you stopping by." Jeonghan smiled. "It's good to know I have a friend in this fight."

Mingyu nodded solemnly and inclined his head. "A friend you shall have. Please let me know if there's anything more I can do."

Soonyoung appeared next to them, smiling at Jeonghan. "There you are, dear! And who is this friend of yours? He looks awfully familiar."

"This is Mr. Mingyu Kim, my family's solicitor." Jeonghan introduced.

"How do you do?" Mingyu bowed his head slightly.

"Only a solicitor?" Soonyoung raised an eyebrow. "You can tell me if there's more to the story. I do so love a good story."

Jeonghan held back a scowl. "There's nothing more to the story."

Mingyu cleared his throat. "Perhaps I'd best take my leave." He turned back to Jeonghan. "Should you need anything, I'm only a ring away." He bowed his head, put on his hat, and took his leave.

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Jeonghan was mingling some more when the dowager suddenly pulled him aside. "I've been speaking to the other guests about you." She said. "While I would be much more comfortable if you made an effort to control your uncouth American tendencies…something about your 'spunk' seems to have won them over anyway. The wine helped, no doubt."

"Come now." Jeonghan smiled. "The wine and I deserve at least equal credit."

"The guests seemed particularly impressed by your gumption in participating in a game of croquet." The dowager mused. "Many also had kind words for your dress today." She looked at Jeonghan with a sad little smile. "Watching you out there, so elegant in that gown, it was almost like having her back for a moment…" She gazed off into the gardens, looking pensive.

If there was ever going to be a time to ask her about Subin, that was it. "My lady, do you know if Subin needed money for something?"

The dowager furrowed her eyebrows. "Whatever would she need money for when she has her father?"

"I don't know." Jeonghan shrugged. "Perhaps something she couldn't get his permission for."

The elderly omega scowled at the implication. "I don't think I would care to associate myself with that sort of business."

Jeonghan nodded. "Of course."

"In fact, if anything, Subin always seemed to have an abundance of money." The dowager added on.

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan asked.

"My grandniece had incurred a lot of debt." The dowager said. "Subin convinced your father to help her out of that hole she had dug herself into."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "And what is your grand nephew's name?"

"Lady Hapsborough." The dowager said. "Also known as Allie Rivers."

The familiar name had Jeonghan's mind whirring. "Subin did this of her own accord then?" Jeonghan asked. "She wasn't…pressuring her in some way? No blackmail or anything?"

"Heavens no!" The dowager exclaimed, clearly scandalized by the thought. "Subin's generosity--and powers of persuasion--prevented Allie from needing to let most of her staff go. As someone who has had fiscal troubles of my own in the past, I do not take such kindness lightly." She gestured back toward the gardens. "I must go but thank you for making an effort today and dressing the part. It will go a long way toward strengthening the Chwe name."

Jeonghan curtsied slightly. "Of course, my lady." Before she could walk off, Jeonghan asked one more question. "If you don't mind me asking, did you and Subin grow close during her time here?"

"I would not say close…" The dowager frowned. "Still, I like to think we understood one another and appreciated our given roles." She moved to leave but paused. "By the way, I believe Marquess Huntsbury and Baroness Lee both wanted to speak with you." She pointed off in the distance before sweeping away.

Jeonghan spotted the nobles in the distance speaking with Seungkwan and walked over to greet them. "Look who it is." Seungkwan smiled. "Someone's been busy."

"All in a day's work." Jeonghan chuckled.

"And what a day it's been!" Soonyoung exclaimed.

The Marquess Huntsbury nodded. "Yes, Baroness Lee and I both think you'll be a fine addition to our circles. I expect much humor and mischief in our futures!"

"I expect the same." Jeonghan said.

Seungkwan raised his eyebrows. "It seems your reputation already precedes you, Mr. Yoon."

"You could say that." Earl Otis entered the clearing to join the group, stepping neatly around a hedge. "I've been looking for you as well, Mr. Yoon. Seeing you flit around the party in that dress reminded me…I wanted to ask you where you purchased it. I've been looking for a seamstress of a similar caliber to dress my dear Arthur."

"My omega's maid, Joshua, ordered it for me." Jeonghan said. "I'll be sure to put you in touch."

Soonyoung smiled. "Our point being, we're happy to welcome you here. Let us know if you're ever in need of a favor. But only if it's a fun one."

"Actually, I was wondering something." Jeonghan said. "I'd like to know…did Subin love Vernon?"

Marquess Huntsbury frowned in sympathy. "My dear Mr. Yoon, it's natural to fret about your fiance but you shouldn't worry!" I’m sure you and Vernon will make each other very happy."

"That hardly answers the question, Alfred!" Soonyoung scolded the alpha. "From what I could see, and I see a lot, Subin's attention span…was lacking. I heard she was always sending packages at the post office. Perhaps gifts to someone she cared about?"

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "That's very strange…"

"Personally, I wouldn't know anything about all that." Earl Otis said. "Subin and I were similar in being independent. I don't need anyone, I just need Arthur. I think she found better companionship in animals. I heard she was always riding her horse into town late at night."

Before Jeonghan could ask anything further, Seungkwan clasped his hands together. "My, what a line of questioning! Quite scandalous but intriguing all the same."

"I just wanted to know if Vernon had earned her heart." Jeonghan said. "Since I hold her opinion in high regard."

Alfred hummed. "Understandable, I daresay."

Soonyoung smiled warmly. "We hope you feel right at home. I’m absolutely peckish, by the way. I'll be by the food if you need me."

As the nobles headed back toward the tents, Seungkwan turned to Jeonghan. "I hope you have managed to enjoy yourself. Your eyebrows are frightfully furrowed, you know."

"It's nothing." Jeonghan suggested. "Just a bit tired from so much socializing."

"I should hope that's it." Seungkwan mused. "Otherwise-"

Two nobles Jeonghan hadn't met yet strode past, looking him up and down curiously. "They just keep multiplying. We must take the threat of the Yellow Peril seriously."

"I heard he's been flaunting his American individualism all day. It's only a matter of time before he gets himself in trouble and sent back home where he belongs!"

Seungkwan took Jeonghan's arm and wheeled him over toward the two gossiping nobles. "I won't let you talk about Mr. Yoon this way. Although I can't say I'm surprised. You're so close minded and imbecilic that even the smallest introduction to a new thought would completely eviscerate you."

"Duchess! I-I'm sorry!"

"Thank you, Seungkwan." Jeonghan said. "Let's take our leave. There's nothing more here for us." Seungkwan continued to glare at the pair as they walked away, heads held high. "Sincerely, thank you for that."

"Of course!" Seungkwan said. "It was one thing for me to go through that before I gained my title, but I couldn't let something so blatant and nasty happen to you! Are you alright?"

Jeonghan let out a small sigh. "I only hope I've made more allies than foes today. I get the feeling I'll need them."

Seungkwan frowned. "Truer words have never been spoken. As I said, I know how it feels to be an outsider here too. Many of us do. Now my money protects me along with my marriage to the duke, but it doesn't mean that their words don't eventually take their toll."

"How do you cope?" Jeonghan asked.

"I try to remember that for every fool out there, there are two more decent human beings somewhere else." Seungkwan said.

"Just two?" Jeonghan giggled. "Not three?"

Seungkwan laughed. "I'm optimistic, Mr. Yoon, not impractical. For better or worse, I'm not one to bite my tongue, and their comments do get my blood boiling so."

"Then we must stick together as best we can." Jeonghan determined.

"I daresay you're right." Seungkwan smiled.

At that moment, Jeonghan noticed Vernon sneaking along the outskirts of the party before disappearing out of sight. "I'm so sorry, Seungkwan, I've just remembered something. May I find you later?"

"Of course." Seungkwan nodded. "I'll be here."

Jeonghan rushed toward where he last caught a glimpse of Vernon. As he drew closer, he noticed the alpha was speaking with someone in hushed tones. "You've heard back? I must hear what was said…"

Jeonghan creeped forward as Vernon continued down the path toward the pond. Drawing nearer, he peered around the flowers and found that Joshua as the person Vernon was speaking to. "I took a message for you." The omega said. "They wanted me to tell you that the test came back positive. Does that mean anything to you, sir?"

"Joshua, this is hardly within your purview." Vernon said.

Summing up all his courage, Jeonghan charged around the hedges to confront Vernon. "Enough is enough! What are you hiding?"

Vernon jumped, eyes wide. "Jeonghan! You were listening?"

"Tell me what you know. Right now." Jeonghan demanded, crossing his arms over his chest. "The secrecy, the lies, this can't go on any longer. If you're up to something concerning my sister, I have a right to know." Vernon let out a long exhale and exchanged a look with Joshua. "Joshua stays too. He has my confidence."

"Very well." Vernon nodded. "It didn't make any sense to me that Subin died from natural causes. Her death was too sudden to make any logical sense."

"You suspected foul play?" Jeonghan asked.

"I did." Vernon confirmed. "The illnesses the doctors mentioned should only happen in people much older than Subin. I suspected a poison might have been involved." He looked out across the water. "Because of these suspicions, I've been sending Subin's belongings for testing. I recruited Joshua's help to take things from her vanity."

Joshua chimed in at that moment. "But he never told me what it was for, just that I should be careful and wear gloves to avoid damaging the objects."

"But really he didn't want you to come in contact with poison." Jeonghan said.

Vernon nodded. "I sent the objects to a fellow I know at Oxford University laboratory. He was about to start testing the last item." His face scrunched in anger. "So according to Joshua's message, Subin's perfume bottle came back positive for poison."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "What?"

"He found a suspicious compound on the perfume bottle but couldn't identify it." Vernon said. "When he gave it to the lab rats, they keeled over. He hasn't been able to identify the toxin yet, but it seems to mimic an entirely natural death. He also said it could take several hours to spread, which means Subin may have sprayed the perfume hours before she fell."

"Hadn't she gone to a debutante ball that night?" Jeonghan asked. "That's certainly reason enough to wear perfume."

"That's what I was thinking as well." Joshua said.

"Vernon, why haven't you told anyone your suspicions?" Jeonghan inquired. "Me or anyone else?"

Vernon sighed. "I didn't know you yet or whether I could trust you."

Jeonghan scoffed in offense. "She's my sister!"

"And yet, admit it, Jeonghan, you would have a lot to gain as the omega sibling who could become a viscountess." Vernon pointed out. "Besides, even if you weren't involved, I wouldn't want to worry you prematurely, not unless I had concrete answers."

"Is that what you meant on the phone?" Jeonghan frowned. 'When you said I couldn't know the truth because me 'and Subin are of the same blood'?"

Vernon looked at him in surprise. "You were listening?" He shook his head slightly. "I guess that doesn't surprise me, given your current eavesdropping antics. But yes. That's what I was referring to. And I knew if I started speaking widely about it and making speculations, people would write me off." He let out a breath. "They'd say I'd gone mad with grief or was in denial. I wanted scientific proof before I let anyone know."

"And what are you going to do now that you have it?" Jeonghan asked.

"Now I’m not so sure." Vernon admitted. "Anyone could be the culprit."

Jeonghan pursed his lips. "We should investigate until we know more. This might not be enough to convince people. Besides, we don't know who could be in league with the culprit."

Vernon nodded. "My thoughts exactly. We move in very powerful circles." He looked at Jeonghan imploringly. "I swear, Jeonghan. I truly loved Subin. I just want to do right by her. And if someone killed her…I want them brought to justice."

"I'm glad she had people who cared." Jeonghan said. "It heartens me to know that she wasn't truly alone in her final days. I'm sorry I couldn't have been there too."

"None of us could have known." Vernon said. "But if there's a murderer amongst us, we'll find them. I swear it."

"What about this bottle of perfume you mentioned?" Jeonghan asked. "Where did it come from? Could someone have come into her room and poisoned it?"

"I believe she received it as a wedding gift, one of many." Vernon said. "I remember most came the same day she died."

Windcroft Manor, May 5, 1913, Morning.

Subin sorted through an avalanche of letters and small parcels as she sat next to Vernon on the garden bench. "Isn't this fun? I had no idea we were so popular."

Vernon smiled. "What are we even going to do with all these trinkets?"

"I've no clue…" Subin shook his head. "I can only drink so much tea but I'm ready to die trying!" She opened up a box with a crystal perfume bottle nestled in tissue paper. "Congratulations. Best wishes for your future." She read off from the note before frowning. "Strange, I don't see who it's from.

"Can you make out the handwriting?" Vernon asked.

Subin giggled. "It's typed. Who bothers writing by hand these days?" She put the gift aside with the others. "How strange…" She shrugged with a tiny, secretive smile. "Maybe it's from a secret admirer…"

Present day.

"An anonymous wedding gift from a charitable soul…" Jeonghan said pensively. "That's the perfect way to sneak the poison into her room."

"The way she was teasing…" Vernon pursed his lips. "I wasn't sure if she thought the perfume was from me…or from someone else."

Joshua frowned. "But who?"

The three of them shared an uneasy look. Jeonghan stood taller, feeling a flood of determination course through his veins. "I won't rest until we learn the truth. I’m going to keep digging. We will find out what happened to her, I swear it."

Chapter Text

Jeonghan joined Vernon in his study the day after the garden party. "Might I have a word in private?" He asked.

Vernon quickly nodded. "Of course."

"I was hoping to talk with you further about what we discussed at the garden party." Jeonghan said. "Now that we've both had time to think on it."

"Yes…" Vernon cleared his throat. "I've been planning to speak with you." He put his work away, gesturing for Jeonghan to take a seat by the fire while he paced.

"I know we've decided to not go to the authorities." Jeonghan said. "But at least we have Joshua and each other. Between the three of us, we should be able to do something."

A small smile appeared on Vernon's face. "Yes, it does bring me comfort to be able to discuss this openly with you."

Jeonghan gave a tiny nod. "Our next step should be to combine our knowledge and share what we both know."

"Is there something particular you want to ask about?" Vernon asked. "I-I'm not entirely sure how much you already know."

"I'd like to know the general timeline of that day." Jeonghan requested.

Vernon took a breath as he recalled the day in question. "We were opening wedding gifts that morning and strolling the grounds. In the afternoon, she ran some errands in town but I'm not sure what those were. Then we went into London to attend the debutante ball." His face fell. "She died that night, in our London townhouse."

Jeonghan swallowed thickly. "Did she say anything important before she died? Or was there no time?"

"Actually…" Vernon furrowed his eyebrows. "Now that you bring it up, she did say something. Something she wanted me to tell you." Jeonghan's eyes widened, and he held his breath in anticipation. "Her last words were 'blood runs'…do you have any idea what that means?"

"Blood runs…" Jeonghan repeated, mind working overtime to figure out what Subin could have meant.

"She had no external or internal bleeding." Vernon informed him. "The poison affected her respiratory system."

Jeonghan bit his lip as something came to mind. "Subin's mother used to say something to us…'Blood does not run thicker than water.' She' negate the original saying."

Vernon frowned. "What for?"

"Because although Subin and I are only half siblings, and I and Subin's mother aren't related, we were still family." Jeonghan explained. "We make our own family. Although I don't know why Subin didn't negate the saying here…"

A sigh escaped Vernon. "Unfortunately, I'm not sure what that tells us about the investigation. Perhaps it will become clearer in time." He cleared his throat. "I want you to know I will see justice done. Because I loved your sister." He stopped pacing, settling heavily down beside Jeonghan with a grave expression. "I loved your sister too much to just move on. I-I don't wish to trap you into a marriage where I cannot love you back."

Relief ran through Jeonghan. "I'm relieved you feel the same way. You're a kind alpha, Vernon, but it's hard for me as well." He gave the alpha a small smile. "For what it's worth, it sounds as if you cared for my sister deeply and would have made her very happy."

"I'd certainly like to think so." Vernon murmured.

"We can still investigate together." Jeonghan said. "It may be difficult though if we're not engaged. If we did manage to end the engagement with the blessing of our families…wouldn't I need to go back to the States?"

Realization filled Vernon's features. "It would look odd if you stayed…" His eyes widened. "I've just had an idea if you'll hear me out." Jeonghan nodded. "If we continue as though we are engaged, we will have ample opportunity to take part in the social season and assess potential suspects. The culprit might think we've moved on from Subin's death and accepted it as an accident. That might make them lower their guard."

"So we'd use the cover of a fake engagement to flush out Subin's killer." Jeonghan summarized.

"Precisely." Vernon smiled. "After we've solved the crime, then we can worry about ending the engagement."

"Sounds like you should get down on one knee!" Jeonghan exclaimed. "This may all be a fake arrangement, but I still expect to be wooed."

Vernon chuckled. "I'd need a ring to do that. Although that brings me to my other idea…let's spend the day together today in town." He suggested. "Flaunt our relationship, make people believe we're happily engaged."

"All while we investigate the town and the people there." Jeonghan smiled. "Brilliant." He extended his hand and Vernon shook it. "Ver well then. Let the charade begin."

After talking for a few more minutes, catching each other up on their findings, they both stepped out into the great hall. "One more thing…" Jeonghan stopped. "Should we tell others about the investigation? Your family, for instance?"

Vernon sighed. "Unfortunately, my parents are not willing to listen to my concerns. They believe the doctors. My grandmother is the same. She sees no use in dwelling on the past, when we must prepare for the future."

Jeonghan's heartrate picked up slightly as a certain alpha popped into his head. "What of Seungcheol?"

"He mustn't know." Vernon said firmly. "If Seungcheol knew anything about it, he'd become a target for the murderer. I see no reason to involve him."

"And the engagement?" Jeonghan asked. "Might we tell him it's all fake?"

"I will let Joshua know but otherwise we must be discreet." Vernon said. "The more people who know, the more tenuous our story becomes."

Jeonghan bit his lip as Seungcheol remained in his mind. "I think Seungcheol could be useful." He insisted. "He's smart and could bring a fresh perspective to things. Besides, he might get suspicious that we're up to something."

Vernon shook his head. "My whole life, I've protected him. From himself, from what people might think of him as someone taken in by the family…I don't want him brought into this."

Suddenly, Jeonghan spotted Seungcheol approaching and turned to face him. "Oh, hello." Seungcheol greeted them. "What a surprising duo. Although I suppose I shouldn't be that surprised considering the impending nuptials."

"Yes, we've just been discussing the details of the wedding." Vernon said quickly. "Haven't we, Mr. Yoon?"

Jeonghan nodded. "Yes, I'm ever so excited. Especially for bringing our families together. I'm certain they'll find they have much in common once they're all celebrating together."

Seungcheol raised an eyebrow. "If you mean a shared interest in the transactional benefits of such a union, then yes, I agree."

"You're ever the cynic, Seungcheol." Vernon smiled. "But even you'll be touched by the wedding we have planned."

Seungcheol analyzed Vernon's face carefully. "I expect we'll have to see."

"Mr. Yoon and I are actually planning to head into town." Vernon turned to Jeonghan. "Shall we meet back here in an hour, dear?"

"Sounds perfect." Jeonghan agreed, smiling after Vernon as he left.

Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan with raised eyebrows. "Did my eyes and ears deceive me or were you and Vernon actually exchanging words of affection? And terms of endearment?"

"Of course we were." Jeonghan said. "We're engaged, aren't we?"

"You'd be surprised." Seungcheol snorted quietly. "Many people are stuck in engagements they don't want to be in."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "And you think I'm in that category?"

"I don't know what to think." Seungcheol said sincerely. "I'm unsure what to make of you."

"Well that must frustrate you." Jeonghan mused. "I hope you're not straining yourself."

Seungcheol smiled. "Hardly. But thank you for your concern. It's only a matter of time before I figure it out…" He trailed off for a moment before continuing. "Still, what do I know? I'm off to read in the library anyhow." He hesitated a moment, clearly still curious. Then he turned away, far too deliberately casual as he added, "There's a secret passageway I could show you in there if you want to join. That is, if you think you could crack the hidden entrance."

Jeonghan couldn’t deny he was intrigued. He knew Seungcheol was seeking answers of his own, but surely Jeonghan could use that to his own advantage. After all, he truly believed Seungcheol would make a good ally in their investigation, and not just because he was beginning to grow fond of the alpha's presence. "That sounds like a challenge." He finally said.

"I thought that would catch your attention." Seungcheol said.

He led Jeonghan into the manor's library, a room encircled with bookshelves and filled with old tomes. "I haven't had a chance to read in here yet." Jeonghan mused. "Do you spend much time in here?"

"I never had as much patience for my studies as Vernon." Seungcheol said. "But I admit that I found the journals and accounts of various expeditions quite intriguing."

"Any particular favorites?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol shook his head. "Not since it became clear how many of those stories were not 'expeditions' but 'conquests'." He cleared his throat and changed the subject. "Anyway, there's a bit of a family legend surrounding the secret passage."

Jeonghan tilted his head curiously. "What's the tale?"

"A long time ago, one of the lords of the manor built it to house his lover during visits." Seungcheol said. "Only the two of them knew how to get into it. Since then, every generation of children has tried to figure out the puzzle."

"That's ingenious, really." Jeonghan said. "And quite romantic."

Seungcheol's lips quirked. "See if you can solve the puzzle.'

Jeonghan scoured the room when he eventually noticed an inscription hidden under the fireplace mantel.

At dawn in Dover, rising in the east,
dazzling on the sea.
Then heading west to our bonny lands,
into warm the fields of green.

The omega studied the mantelpiece which was decorated with elaborate tiles. Some bore markings that looked like symbols of elements. He figured the poem was giving a clue as to the order of which ones to press. Rising in the east…that had to be the sun, so fire would have been the closest element, so he clicked the orange tile, smiling when it clicked and locked into place. Then the sea was mentioned, so that was clearly water. The blue tile was clicked next, also locking into place. And finally, Jeonghan pressed the green tile, for the warm fields of green. As the third tile locked in, there was a matching click deep in the library's walls and then the nearest shelf swung inward.

Seungcheol's eyes widened in disbelief. "You mean to tell me it was those tiles on the fireplace?"

Jeonghan smiled as he turned to the alpha. "It matches the poem, doesn't it? The sunrise, then the sea, then the fields. Fire, water, earth. I thought you said you knew how to open it?"

The alpha laughed sheepishly. "I never quite figured out the puzzle, actually." He admitted, rubbing the nape of his neck. "But you solved it in a flash!"

"Oh, really?" Jeonghan put his hands on his hips and lifted his chin proudly. "So I've bested you, is what you're saying? In record time, no less?"

"That you have, I’m alpha enough to admit it." Seungcheol nodded. "Now let's see where it leads." He grabbed a kerosene lamp from the mantel and Jeonghan followed him into the darkened passage.

Inside, a spiral staircase led upward past walls with chipping blue paint. They slowly climbed up until they exited the tunnel. Seungcheol swept the light over the chamber they'd emerged into, revealing stacks of records, discarded antiques, and walls full of portraits. "It's like a treasure trove in here." Jeonghan said in awe. "Look at these antiques and knick knacks!"

"Seems like we're not the first ones to solve it." Seungcheol mused. "People must have been stashing things in here for generations since figuring out the code." He glanced at Jeonghan. "I admit, I wanted to show you this room for another reason. And not just to test you or badger you about Vernon."

"What is it then?" Jeonghan asked.

"I think Subin might have been in this room once." Seungcheol informed him. "I was in the library one day when I heard raised voices. I recognized Subin's but the other person's voice was stifled. Either way, it was clear she was arguing with someone."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "When was this?"

"Only two weeks or so before she died." Seungcheol said. "We had been throwing a large dinner party…all the usuals plus more that I'm less acquainted with. When I turned around in the library, Subin suddenly appeared, as though from this secret chamber. She seemed…frazzled and frustrated. Do you know if she had any enemies during her time here? Or perhaps it was just an intense spat."

Jeonghan hesitated for only a moment before sighing. "The truth is, Vernon and I think Subin was murdered."

Seungcheol's eyes widened. "What?" He sat heavily on a stack of records as Jeonghan gave him the brief version of everything he, Vernon, and Joshua had learned. "Of all the words to come out of your mouth, I was least expecting those. What possible motivation could someone have for murder?"

"That's what we're trying to figure out." Jeonghan said.

"If what you say is true…and someone did harm your sister…" Seungcheol's jaw clenched with determination. "Justice must be served. And we must get to the bottom of this."

Jeonghan's heart fluttered as he looked at Seungcheol. "So you'll help?"

Seungcheol nodded. "Of course. Just be careful. Pursuing this course may be dangerous. And if they targeted your sister and you're to marry Vernon in her stead…you may be their next target."

"I'll be vigilant." Jeonghan promised him.

The alpha's gaze softened as he looked at Jeonghan. "I can tell." Jeonghan bit his lip, opting not to tell Seungcheol about the fake engagement. That might show cracks in their story too early, so he had to hold off for the moment. No matter how big the urge to come clean about everything was. "I wonder if there's anything here that can give us a clue about who she might have been arguing with." Seungcheol then said, getting up to poke around the room. Jeonghan followed suit, looking through the various items an even behind some of the portraits. "I recognize this alpha…" Seungcheol walked over to a portrait of a female alpha in a pith helmet and khakis, posing beside a moss-covered ruin. "This was a distant cousin, Linnie, who traveled the world. I loved hearing her stories when I was a boy. I think I wanted to be her when I grew up."

Jeonghan looked at the different faces of Chwe ancestors and relatives. "Seungcheol, do you mind telling me about your natural parents?" He asked softly.

"My father had a reputation for being a black sheep of my family, always in debt and gambling away his share of the family fortune." Seungcheol said. "I'm not sure where he is now. He deserted my mother after learning she was pregnant. As for my mother, she died of eclampsia while giving birth to me."

Jeonghan couldn't help but regard the alpha in sympathy. "I'm so sorry."

Seungcheol gave a small shrug of his shoulders. "As am I. But I'm luckier than most to have been able to make a good situation out of a bad one. Mother and Father have always been very loving to me. I'm forever in their debt and wish to always look after them. They may not always be able to relate to me or the difficulties of being in my skin, but they do their best."

After a few more minutes of searching, Jeonghan's eyes caught something glittering at the top of another pile. "This belonged to Subin!" He gasped as he picked up the compact.

"So she was in this room." Seungcheol said.

Jeonghan opened the compact, finding a mirror, powder puff, and face powder. "But why would she need to pretty herself up for someone here?"

"Perhaps she was meeting with someone for whom she wanted to look her best." Seungcheol mused.

Jeonghan tucked the compact into his pocket. "At the very least, I'm glad it's back with me."

Seungcheol turned to Jeonghan. "I expect I've taken up enough of your time. We should return. Vernon will be waiting for you."

Jeonghan thought he caught a sad glint in the alpha's eye. "Yes but thank you for showing me this room." He said sincerely. "It really is beautiful."

They both turned toward the stairwell then went for the narrow archway at the same time, their bodies nearly pressing up against each other. Jeonghan was suddenly aware of how close Seungcheol was to him, the heat of the alpha's body merely a breath away. Despite Jeonghan being warned constantly since he'd presented as an omega about what could happen if he'd been caught in a situation just like that and to do his best to avoid and get away from it, the omega found himself slowly leaning closer to the alpha. Seungcheol sucked in a breath and his hand reached for Jeonghan's cheek as if drawn magnetically towards him.

The banging of a servant cleaning in the library reached their ears and they both jumped away guiltily. Seungcheol cleared his throat as he smoothed out his jacket. "My apologies."

"N-No, it's I who should apologize." Jeonghan said, avoiding looking directly at the alpha.

With a nervous cough, Seungcheol held his arm out to Jeonghan and gestured toward the stairs. "After you."

Chapter Text

Once Jeonghan was safely alone in his room, he looked around for what he might want to bring into town. Joshua arrived moments later with an armful of fresh linens. "There you are, Jeonghan!"

"Joshua!" Jeonghan smiled. "I was hoping I would catch you. Do you know anything about Subin sending packages? Baroness Lee said that Subin was always sending packages at the post office. Were you there when she sent them?"

"No, I must not have been there." Joshua shook his head. "And I'm afraid they might not give you information since she was a customer. But I remember she received a lot of mail from the county of Dorwick. I wonder why…"

Jeonghan frowned. "Perhaps those letters were from the person she was sending packages to?" He tilted his head. "What about Subin taking late night rides? Toward the end of the garden party, Earl Otis let slip that Subin often rode her horse into town late at night. Any idea why she would go so late?"

Joshua's shoulders slumped a bit. "To be frank with you, toward the end, Subin kept a lot of her activity private."

"I'll try and ask around then." Jeonghan said. "Perhaps I can retrace her steps." He bit his lip. "Do you know a Garland Womack? Garland Tevin Womack, to be exact. Subin transferred money to this person, although Mingyu and I suspect it's an alias."

"I'm sorry, that doesn't ring a bell for me." Joshua frowned.

"That's alright." Jeonghan said. "I'll keep digging." He sighed. "I must prepare now to go into Windcroft Village. Vernon wanted to visit it together."

Joshua smiled a bit. "Of course. Mr. Vernon told me everything. You mustn't worry. I'll be discreet." He then cleared his throat. "You know…Subin often insisted on going into town without a chaperone. I didn't think anything of it given she sometimes went unescorted in the States and might have missed it. But she could be emphatic about it."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "I wonder how she spent her time."

"Well, if you're going to be nosing around, looking for people to confide in you, you ought to look your best." He moved to the wardrobe to find a new outfit to help Jeonghan change into. "People love to talk to a beautiful omega, you know. Nothing too fancy, just enough to make you look fresh and innocent." Soon enough, Jeonghan was wearing a blue, lacy day dress. "Elegant but understated enough not to intimidate the townsfolk. I think it suits you quite well."

"I agree." Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you, Joshua."

Joshua bowed his head slightly. "Shall I send for the chauffeur to drive you?"

Jeonghan shook his head. "I actually thought I might take Claudio for a ride. Perhaps, out of habit, he'll take me where Subin used to go. Would you be able to tell Vernon that I'll meet him shortly in the village square? He can take the automobile."

"Very well." Joshua nodded. "I look forward to hearing what you find."

Heading out to the stables, Jeonghan greeted Claudio with a carrot. "Hello, you. We're going to learn what my sister was up to. Feel like having a bit of an adventure?" Claudio whinnied in response, chomping away merrily on the carrot with an excited glint in his big eyes. Once he was done with his treat, Jeonghan saddled him up and mounted him, steering him toward the direction of town.

"Whoa there!" Jeonghan exclaimed with a laugh as Claudio took off running. "I'm glad you're enjoying the ride but slow down!" He clung tightly to the reins, wind rippling through his hair as Claudio galloped towards his favorite road.

After a bit, they came to a halt outside a barn. "This might be one of the places Earl Otis meant when he said Subin went on late night rides…" Jeonghan murmured to himself, patting Claudio's neck. "But why here? It's so remote and secluded." He hopped off of Claudio, who neighed and trotted toward the barn interior. He nudged his head against the closed barn door. Jeonghan looked both ways hesitantly before opening the unlocked door.

The barn was empty. But if Claudio brought him there, Subin must have gone there often. For what purpose, Jeonghan had no idea. But perhaps he would find out soon. "Thank you, Claudio." Jeonghan stroked the horse's nose. "You've been very useful today." Claudio happily accepted another carrot.

***

After arriving in the village square, Jeonghan tied Claudio to a hitching post. "You be good and don’t get into too much trouble, alright?" He smiled at the horse. Claudio snorted in response.

Jeonghan found Vernon waiting for him by the fountain. "Ready to play the part of a perfect couple?" Vernon smiled, holding his arm out for Jeonghan to take. "You're looking the part already."

"They won't see what's coming." Jeonghan grinned as he looped his arm around the alpha's. "Joshua mentioned that Subin often insisted on going into town unchaperoned."

Vernon sighed. "Another thing she hid from me. Perhaps we can figure out how she spent her time. All while we convince the world of our impending union."

"Yes." Jeonghan nodded. "We must persuade others that we're in love."

They first entered the dusty bookshop. It was crammed full of overflowing shelves, books piled on the floor all around with barely room to move. "Hello?" Jeonghan called out.

There was a shuffling somewhere among the shelves and the storekeeper emerged. "Oh! Lord Vernon!" The omega exclaimed in surprise. "We're honored to have you here."

Vernon smiled. "I'm not a lord quite yet but I thank you for the hospitality."

Jeonghan fluttered his eyelashes, leaning against the alpha. "You're already a lord in my eyes." He tried his best to convey complete adoration with his gaze. "Windcroft Manor will be lucky to have you."

"Thank you, Mr. Yoon." Vernon patted his hand. The bookstore owner smiled at the display of affection. "I assume you've heard about my fiancée, Mr. Jeonghan Yoon?"

"Of course!" The omega nodded. "What a pleasure to have you both. And don't you look stunning."

Jeonghan curtsied a bit. "Good day to you. I heard my sister, Subin Yoon, used to frequent this shop. She loved to read…I imagine she spent a lot of time here?"

The owner smiled. "Oh, yes! Miss Yoon was quite the voracious reader! I'd have to order custom shipments just for her."

"How often would she come in?" Jeonghan asked.

"At least once a week, sometimes more." The owner said. "Usually after lunchtime."

Jeonghan pursed his lips. "If you don't mind me asking…did she ever stay past closing hours?"

The omega hummed thoughtfully. "I suppose there might have been one time. I had a rare novel loaned from a friend and I didn't want it leaving the shop. A very swoon worthy romance about a princess who fled her obligations to be with the highwayman who'd stolen her heart…"

Vernon frowned. "That doesn't sound like Subin's sort of book at all…"

The owner shrugged. "As I said, it was only the once. She usually came during the day."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said. "You've been most helpful."

The shopkeeper grinned. "Anytime, dearie. Let me know if you need anything for yourself!"

Next, they went to the tailor's. The tailor looked up from the sewing machine she was pumping with her feet, and it shuttled to a stop. "Oh, hello there, love!" Her gaze drifted over Jeonghan's dress and her whole face lit up. "What an exquisite piece! Demure yet eye catching…functional but stylish." She seemed to just notice the alpha's presence next to Jeonghan. "And Mr. Vernon is here as well! How might I help you? Some lovely summer fabrics catch your eye?"

"Actually we hoped to find new clothes for our honeymoon travels." Jeonghan said. "It'll be the tail end of summer then, barely autumn. Summer fabrics would be perfect."

Vernon nodded. "Yes, we're excited to go on a trip together. Venice at that time of year will be very romantic."

The tailor put a hand over her heart. "Oh, to be young and in love! I would give my right arm to see Italy."

"Did you ever meet my sister, Subin Yoon?" Jeonghan asked. "Was she one of your patrons? She loved fashion deeply."

The female omega sighed. "A sad business that was. It comforts me to see new love emerging from that grief. What would you like to know?"

"Was Subin ever with someone?" Jeonghan asked.

The tailor plucked a pin from between her lips as she thought about it. "I think she came in with her omega's maid for a fitting or two. Oh, and there was an alpha who escorted her once, but he waited outside."

"An alpha?" Vernon asked in surprise. "Do you remember what he looked like?"

She shook her head. "'Fraid I couldn't say. I only saw him through the window, and I was a bit focused on the fitting at the time."

Jeonghan nodded while trying to hide his disappointment. "Thank you anyway for your help."

"Glad I could be of assistance!"

Finally they visited the schoolhouse. "Perhaps Subin was involved in a program held after school." Jeonghan mused as they entered the building and slipped into the back of the classroom. A handful of older boys and girls hunched over writing assignments while younger children wrote multiplication tables.

The young teacher caught sight of them and hurried over, wiping a smudge of chalk from his nose. "Hello, there! I'm surprised to see you, Mr. Vernon! How might I help you?"

"My fiancée and I wanted to check in on the pupils." Vernon said. "He hasn't visited the schoolhouse yet."

"How kind!" The young alpha gushed. "And how lovely you look as well."

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you for having us."

The smile on the teacher's face faltered. "If you don't mind me saying, it's strange to see a new face alongside Mr. Vernon so soon. The students and I became accustomed to seeing Subin around the school."

"I know the engagement seems fast but we're taking our time in growing our love." Jeonghan said. "We don't have a say in whether or not the engagement happens, but I promise we're going at our own pace emotionally. Both of us will always respect and revere Subin's memory."

"Well said." Vernon murmured.

"That's admirable of you." The teacher mused. "It's wise to let things develop naturally. I wish you and Mr. Vernon the best."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "Were you well acquainted with my sister?"

"I wouldn't say I was close friends with Miss Yoon, but she stopped by often." The alpha said. "She helped the children practice their songs for the village play. And I think the freshly presented alphas liked to show off their rugby prowess for her."

"Did Subin ever have trouble with the staff?" Jeonghan asked. "Anyone who disliked her helping out with the school or the village, perhaps?"

The teacher shook his head. "I can't imagine anyone would. We're rather understaffed around here. Sometimes, Miss Yoon was a bit forthright, but she got along well with the students because of it."

"Thank you all the same." Vernon said. "You've been very helpful, sir."

"Always!" The teacher beamed. "Anything for Subin's loved ones."

They returned to the fountain and sat on the edge. "Perhaps we didn't find out anything too specific but at least we were able to make the rounds around the town." Jeonghan mused.

Vernon nodded. "My thoughts exactly. There's just one more thing I think we should do in order to really sell our story."

"And what's that?"

The alpha suddenly got down on one knee. Passersby in the village gasped and began to crowd around. "Oh my! Is that Mr. Vernon Chwe?"

"Jeonghan," Vernon took the omega's hand in his. "I know we haven't known each other long…and that our families are the ones pressuring us to get married. But I didn't need any time at all to fall for you. You took me by surprise and brighten all of my days with your spirit and laughter." Jeonghan could see a hint of sadness in Vernon's eyes and wondered if those were words he wished to tell Subin. "Although we're already engaged, I wanted to make it official…and on our own terms." He slowly pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a gorgeous engagement ring. "Jeonghan Yoon, will you marry me?"

Jeonghan covered his mouth, feigning glee. "A thousand times yes! This is the happiest day of my life!" He and Vernon embraced as the crowd around them cheered.

"How romantic! It truly seems like a fairytale to live up at Windcroft Manor."

"You didn't warn me about this." Jeonghan whispered to Vernon.

"I thought the surprise would make the acting more believable." Vernon whispered back. "We've already convinced those shopkeepers. I'm certain we've persuaded the whole village now."

Jeonghan smiled. "Word will get around too, I hope."

They separated as the cheers started to dwindle and people began to go about their business again. "I must return to the estate now." Vernon said. "Shall we head back?"

"I'd still like to check the pub." Jeonghan said. "I wouldn't put it past Subin to sneak a pint once in a while."

"Good thinking." Vernon nodded. "I'd join you, but I have a meeting with my father. Catch me up on anything you learn later." Bidding the alpha goodbye, Jeonghan headed toward the pub.

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The Wandering Stork was well kept with wooden booths and benches offering plenty of space for quiet conversation. Which was perfect as a familiar face smiled at Jeonghan as soon as he entered the pub. "Mr. Yoon!" Mingyu waved Jeonghan over from a corner booth where he was nursing a pint. "What brings you to this testosterone abundant watering hole in the middle of the day?"

Jeonghan smiled as he sat across from the alpha. "Only you could make a pub sound unpleasant."

"It's a special skill." Mingyu chuckled. "Besides, you haven't tried their mince pies yet. I swear, they come out of the oven raw." The owner scowled at Mingyu from behind the bar. "Sorry Mr. Jones!" He turned back to Jeonghan, his gaze traveling down to the omega's hand. "New engagement ring? Bigger rock than what my budget would allow but it's quite beautiful."

"Ah, yes, thank you." Jeonghan said, twisting the ring on his finger as he still wasn't used to the feeling of it. "I just got it today."

Mingyu leaned over the table and spoke in a hushed tone. "I'm afraid I've gotten no further in my hunt for the missing money. But I'm leaving no stone unturned and no snooty noble unharassed." Jeonghan filled Mingyu in on how he learned from the dowager that Subin's loan to Allie Rivers was aboveboard. "A gift to the dowager's grandniece then. Good investigating. I suppose this Ms. Rivers isn't our alpha then."

"But the real one is still out there somewhere." Jeonghan sighed. "I appreciate your efforts. Truly. Your dedication is remarkable."

"Don't worry." Mingyu smiled. "There's nothing I enjoy more than harassing snooty nobles." He sat back. "It's been a while since I've sat at this pub with a member of the Yoon family. Subin and I used to review finances here while having a bite. I live next door to the pub, you see, so it's quite convenient."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "Was that not a bit scandalous? Subin meetin gup with you here?"

Mingyu raised his eyebrows. "What, much like we are now?" He then sighed. "I admit we received a few awkward glances. In fact, there was one day in particular where it seemed to bother her. Actually, I remember she received a package from a courier that day. It was most strange…"

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "When was this?"

"A few months ago." Mingyu said. "I actually have it back at my office. She passed it on to me as a gift. I'd completely forgotten about it…it was so long ago. But perhaps you should have it instead, seeing as it belonged to your sister."

"I'd love to learn more about this." Jeonghan nodded. "Perhaps it'll help us figure out what happened to the money."

"Well, we'd just about wrapped up discussing family business, but people kept staring at us…"

Windcroft Village, a few months ago

Subin groaned. "There are those eyes on us again. Is it really so shocking that we meet up like this, Mr. Kim?"

"You know these small towns." Mingyu said. "It takes naught but a breeze to set their tongues wagging."

Sighing, Subin studying her engagement ring from Vernon. "I'd hoped that this ring might at least spare me the need for a chaperone. But I suppose they'll just have to get used to me, won't they?"

Mingyu chuckled. "I doubt there's any getting used to you, Miss Yoon."

"Really?" Subin asked with a quiet scoff. "I certainly hope not. Marrying into the peerage doesn't mean I'm giving up my old self. And I like to be full of surprises."

"You certainly keep me guessing." Mingyu mused. "Running about town on your own, speaking your mind, even having thoughts? Truly a radical notion."

"That's me." Subin grinned. "Scandalizing the proper countryside with my wanton ways." She tilted her head. "And what about you, Mr, Kim? I sense there's something on your mind."

"That apparent, eh?" Mingyu laughed and took a long drink of his stout. "Well…there is one thing I've been considering. It's more of a pipe dream than a plan though."

Subin raised her eyebrows. "Let's hear it."

Mingyu took a deep breath and leaned over the table, lowering his voice. "I've been thinking about going to America. Trying to establish my business there instead. It wouldn't be easy, but I'd welcome the change."

"Moving to the States would be a great opportunity!" Subin gushed. "There are plenty of families with newfound wealth who haven't the slightest idea what they're doing with it."

"That was rather my thought." Mingyu nodded. "And it might be a welcome change. Unfortunately, I come from a long family line of solicitors so they would consider such a move as nothing less than betrayal."

Before Subin could respond, a courier entered the pub and approached their table. "A delivery for you, Miss Yoon."

Subin furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What's all this?" She opened the package and pulled out an elaborately carved beeswax candle. "It appears to be handmade. Look at all the roses!"

"It smells heavenly as well." Mingyu mused. "Who is it from?"

"It must be a surprise…" Subin gave Mingyu a serious look. "If you wouldn't mind, Mingyu, I'd actually like to give this to you. I've received far too many wedding presents and Vernon considers are wedding gifts barely more than charity. He's much too proud."

Mingyu looked at her in surprise. "Very well. But are you sure?"

"Very sure." Subin nodded. "In fact…please don't mention this delivery to Vernon."

"Alright…" Mingyu furrowed his eyebrows but didn't question her. "Your secret is safe with me."

Subin inhaled the candle's scent. "How delightful. I certainly think this will brighten up your dark office, don't you?"

Present day

"Well?" Jeonghan asked. "Did you ever find out who it was from?"

Mingyu shook his head. "Never. I didn't think much about it at the time. She was frequently receiving gifts."

"I wonder why she was so intent on keeping it secret." Jeonghan said thoughtfully. "Although it is a rather…romantic gift, isn't it?"

"We can go fetch the candle if you'd like." Mingyu said. "I want you to have it."

Mingyu led Jeonghan to his office next door to the pub, a space crammed with books and ledgers. "So this is where you spend your time, is it?" Jeonghan asked as he looked around. "Negotiating high stakes deals, managing important funds…"

"I suppose you can see why I prefer to do my business meetings at the pub." Mingyu chuckled.

"The disorganization adds character." Jeonghan said. Mingyu fetched the candle from inside a desk drawer and set it on top of his desk. Jeonghan hesitated, thinking of the poisoned perfume bottle. "Is it perfectly safe to touch it?"

The alpha furrowed his eyebrows. "Of course, why wouldn't it be? I've touched it all the time. Nearly burned my fingers too at that but I've very generously not ignited it at all for you."

Jeonghan gave a small nod. "Thank you so much. It's nice to have another memento to remember her by, as mysterious as this one is." He took a deep breath, observing the candle. "I wonder who gave this to her."

Mingyu shook his head slightly. "It doesn't look like it's from any shop around here. In fact, it looks hand carved."

Turning the candle upside down, Jeonghan saw two letters carved at the bottom. "J.M.W.? Do you know anyone with those initials?"

"Not that I know of." Mingyu said. "Is it important? I assumed it was just a friend sending a wedding gift."

"A friend? Or a secret admirer?" Jeonghan murmured.

Mingyu frowned. "Jeonghan? Is there something you know that I don't?"

Jeonghan tucked the candle into his bag, resolve spreading on his face. "Subin received a poisoned bottle of perfume right before she died. We think it might be the real cause of her death."

The alpha's eyes widened. "You think she was murdered? That certainly puts the hunt for her money in a grisly new perspective!" He leaned against his desk, arms folded, as Jeonghan caught him up on what he knew so far. "The thought that anyone could harm her like that…" He sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm speechless."

"I know the feeling." Jeonghan said softly. "But rest assured, we're doing everything we can to hunt down the vile beast."

"I'm here for you, I swear it." Mingyu said sincerely. "Beginning with tracking down this money." Jeonghan decided to refrain from telling him that his engagement to Vernon was fake, as that might blow their cover too early. "Thank you again for your time, Mr. Yoon. It does make me feel better to know that one of her belongings is now safely with you."

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you for returning it to me."

Before returning to the manor, Jeonghan went back to the pub by himself to speak with the bartender about Subin. He took one look at Jeonghan's dress and huffed. "Is something the matter?" Jeonghan asked.

"Nothing." He shook his head. "Just your sister used to wear something similar."

"You saw her often?"

The bartender shrugged. "She'd dress down like she wasn't from the manor and go carousing at the dance hall as often as she could. She thought she blended right in, but we all noticed her. It's not normal to come down on a fine steed from your castle on the hill to mingle with the rest of us."

Jeonghan pursed his lips. "This dance hall…does it happen to look like a red barn?"

"That's right."

"Can you tell me more?" Jeonghan leaned over the bar.

The bartender sighed. "All I know is I seen her dancing twice with an alpha who isn't the Lord Ashbourne to be. And they looked very intimate."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "I…" He blinked and shook his head slightly. "Thank you for sharing this."

"I hope you're not like your sister." The bartender then scowled. "I even saw the two of them heading to the town inn after the dance once." Jeonghan was too disturbed to respond to that, so he just left.

Outside the pub, he reconvened with Mingyu and mentally checked off a list of places in town with the alpha. "Based on what the bartender told me, I should visit the inn next. However much I fear what I'll find there."

"It's worth looking then." Mingyu said. "I'll go with you."

They entered the inn, a cozy place of stone and wood, a fire crackling in the hearth. Jeonghan approached the desk to see a gruff innkeeper. He looked Jeonghan over once and nodded his head. "Yes?"

"Archie, good to see you!" Mingyu smiled brightly as he came up to stand beside Jeonghan. "How have you been?"

The innkeeper relaxed slightly at the sight of Mingyu. "Same as always, Mingyu. Waiting for the shift to end. Except I also live here so I can't very well escape, can I?"

Jeonghan cleared his throat quietly. "I was looking for information regarding my sister, Subin Yoon. Perhaps she stayed her at one point?"

"Lots of people stay here." Archie pointed out. "It's not my business who or why."

"Please." Jeonghan pleaded with him. "Something terrible could have happened to her. I just need to find out if you know anything. I could even pay if you have information."

Archie sighed and folded his arms. "That won't be necessary, but I suppose what you ask is fair. Yes, I used to see this Subin Yoon around. We don't get too many Americans here, so I remember her well."

"So what can you tell me about her?" Jeonghan asked. "When did you see her?"

"It was a few times actually." Archie said. "She stayed here with an alpha she called her husband."

Mingyu's eyes widened. "Did she mean her fiance? Brown wavy hair, about 5'10?"

"You mean Mr. Vernon Chwe?" Archie shook his head. "No it weren't him. It weren't him at all."

"Are you absolutely sure?" Jeonghan asked. "You're sure you know what Mr. Vernon looks like?"

Archie scoffed. "'Course I know. You just described the future viscount to me yerself. I know my patrons."

Jeonghan and Mingyu exchanged uneasy glances. Jeonghan swallowed thickly, wondering if his sister really would have had an affair. "If this alpha wasn't Vernon, tell me what he looked like. Tell me everything you know about him right now."

"I didn't recognize him." Archie shook his head. "I don't think he was from hereabouts."

"So you knew he wasn't Vernon." Jeonghan reiterated.

Archie sighed in exasperation. "Look, I don't want any trouble. I just rent the rooms. I don't ask questions."

"What about your registry?" Mingyu asked. "Surely you wouldn't mind if we took a look at that. Just for our own information. We won't bring you into it."

The innkeeper fixed Jeonghan with a flinty gaze. "I can't let just anyone flip through the registry…"

"You've got us all wrong, Archie." Mingyu said. "We have reason to believe that a young omega was harmed, potentially on this property…" He let the words linger and Jeonghan noticed the innkeeper's look of alarm. Then Mingyu smiled genially. "We'd like to disprove that theory before it gets out of hand. Especially if it might impact your business."

Archie clicked his tongue and nodded. "You look like an honest sort. I suppose, if it's really important to you, it wouldn't hurt this once." He turned the registry book around and slid it across the counter to them before disappearing upstairs to leave them to their business.

Jeonghan immediately began flipping through the pages. "I'm not seeing Subin's name anywhere. She must have used a false identity-"

"Wait, that name right there." Mingyu stopped him. "It's from that check she wrote. Garland Womack."

"That must have been them." Jeonghan glanced back at the registry and was shocked to find his own name listed next. "Jeonghan…Womack?"

Mingyu furrowed his eyebrows. "Is there some significance to the name 'Womack'?"

Jeonghan shook his head. "Not that I know…but when Subin and I used to play together, we'd often make up names to sound more fancy or proper. We usually kept our own first names though. Maybe she was calling back to that…" After seeing the same names on a few other dates, Jeonghan sighed and closed the register. "I think I shouldn't jump to conclusions. Surely there's a reasonable explanation for this. I just have to find it."

"We'll figure it out." Mingyu assured him. "No matter how unsavory the truth might be."

"Looks like they stayed in room 10 most recently." Jeonghan said. "Perhaps it's open at the moment."

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Jeonghan and Mingyu entered an unassuming room on the first floor of the inn. It was bare bones but comfortable. "Only one bed…" Jeonghan sighed.

Mingyu nodded. "A small one at that."

They exchanged uneasy glances. After a quicky search revealed nothing more, Jeonghan returned to Windcroft Manor. Thoughts of Subin swirled in his brain as he arrived at the estate. Should he tell Vernon? It might break the alpha's heart. Plus there could still be more to the story.

In the great hall, Jeonghan noticed Mr. Derrick standing near the servants' staircase. He inclined his head as Jeonghan passed in what felt like a mock display of deference. "Good day, Mr. Yoon. You were gone so long in town that people were starting to wonder if something unseemly had happened."

Jeonghan narrowed his eyes at him. "Such as what, Mr. Derrick?"

"I wouldn't know seeing as I don't associate myself with anything unscrupulous." Mr. Derrick retorted.

Once again, the dislike in his face reminded Jeonghan of the venom he had when discussing Subin. Did he know about the inn? The affair? "I'm sure…" Lifting his chin, Jeonghan brushed past Mr. Derrick and up the stairs only to bump into Vernon.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Vernon asked in a mixture of surprise and confusion. After a quick glance over his shoulder, he lowered his voice. "Did you find out something useful?"

"I, uh…" Jeonghan swallowed thickly as he decided they wouldn't get anywhere if he withheld the truth from Vernon. "Subin stayed at the inn with an alpha." Vernon's eyes widened, hurt flashing in them. "I don't want to hide anything from you. I don't know what it means yet, just that she called him her husband…and it wasn't you."

Vernon took a deep shuddering breath. "Are you quite certain?" Jeonghan recounted to Vernon what the innkeeper told him and what he'd seen in the registry. "There must be another explanation." Vernon said immediately. "She can't have…She wouldn't-I must go. Excuse me." He dashed away downstairs, blinking back tears.

Wondering if he'd made the right choice, Jeonghan returned to his room. He closed the door behind him with a relieved sigh, then he rang the bell to summon Joshua. "AT your service, Jeonghan." Joshua said, wearing the same smile he always wore whenever he was summoned.

Jeonghan told Joshua what he'd learned in the village about Subin staying at the inn. "Did you ever get the sense that Subin was secretly meeting with someone? Maybe staying out overnight?"

Joshua frowned a bit. "I don't know. Subin did go to London for parties. She always told me she was staying either at the Chwe townhouse or with Aunt Seohyun."

"With Aunt Seohyun?" Jeonghan repeated in shock.

"Was that not alright?" Joshua asked. "I thought…your stepmother's sister…"

Jeonghan shook his head. "I think Subin was lying about staying with Aunt Seohyun. She must have been with this Mr. Womack fellow. Or whatever his real name is. Whether or not my aunt knew…she's somewhat notorious for the number of lovers she's taken herself. I doubt she would have discouraged Subin from such behavior."

Joshua pursed his lips thoughtfully. "Perhaps we should pay her a visit? Find out what she saw as Subin's chaperone during the Season."

"Yes, I could also bring her the gift Eunjung had me by her." Jeonghan nodded. "How soon can you set that up?"

***

A few days later, the chauffeur drove Jeonghan and Joshua toward the train station. "I left a note explaining that we're calling on Aunt Seohyun in London and that we'd return tonight." Jeonghan said. "Although she hasn't returned my calls. She must be busy lately."

"Hopefully we can see her in person." Joshua said. "It'll be harder to miss us if we're right at her door."

After the chauffeur dropped them off, they approached the train station only to spot Seungkwan strolling up the street. "Why, hello there, loves!" Seungkwan greeted them with a bright smile. "Where are you off to, striding with such purpose?"

"Good morning to you." Jeonghan returned the smile. "We're actually heading to London to see my aunt-"

Seungkwan linked his arm in Jeonghan's. "Oh, how fortuitous! I've been dying to head back to the city. Now's a perfect time as any."

Jeonghan's smile fell. "What? But my aunt won't be expecting you-"

"Naturally!" Seungkwan steered Jeonghan into the train station where the London bound train was waiting, Joshua hurrying behind them. "That makes it all the more enjoyable. Besides, someone's got to show you the best places to shop and eat." Before Jeonghan could object, Seungkwan climbed into the private car with Jeonghan and Joshua and the train pulled out.

Jeonghan quietly cleared his throat. "Really, Seungkwan, you mustn't feel obligated. I didn't want to say so aloud but my aunt is…rather eccentric."

"Really?" Seungkwan grinned. "Sounds like my type of person!" He then leaned closer to Jeonghan. "So I heard through the grapevine that you and my cousin Vernon are truly getting along." He glanced down at Jeonghan's hand. "Ah, there's the rock now!"

"Yes, he officially proposed." Jeonghan plastered a smile on his face. "And I couldn't be happier. Facing the wedding planning though…now that's another story!"

"I'm sure you'll be equal to the task." Seungkwan said. "The key is to delegate everything boring. Still, I wish you both the best. Truly."

"Thank you, Seungkwan."

***

Jeonghan, Joshua, and Seungkwan disembarked in the busy streets of London, the sound of car horns filling the air. "So this is London then?" Jeonghan asked, looking around in wonder.

Seungkwan hummed. "Fog and chimney smoke will be a nice change of pace. I was about to choke on all that fresh country air."

They arrived outside of Aunt Seohyun's home and rang the doorbell. But after several minutes of ringing, there was still no answer. "Perhaps she's traveling." Jeonghan sighed.

"Excuse me!" Jeonghan turned to his left to see a chauffeur by the garage. "Are you here to see Ms. Park?"

"Yes!" Jeonghan nodded. "She's my aunt. Do you work here?"

"Yes, sir." the chauffeur confirmed. "She hasn't been here the past few nights, but she should be returning tomorrow."

Jeonghan let out a quiet sigh. "Do you know where she is?"

"With a friend, although she didn't specify who."

"Well unfortunately I have to leave London tonight." Jeonghan frowned. "Would you please give her this gift and let her know that I stopped by?" The chauffeur nodded and accepted the package from Jeonghan, who then rejoined Seungkwan and Joshua on the street.

Joshua gave Jeonghan a sympathetic look. "No luck?"

Jeonghan shook his head. "Still away. I suppose we should stop in at the Chwe townhouse then." He glanced at Seungkwan, wondering how much of an excuse he needed to give. "I have to pick up some things belonging to Subin."

Seungkwan nodded. "Of course, I understand."

***

Joshua used his key to let them all into the townhouse and Jeonghan looked around cautiously. "It's been a while since I've been here…" Seungkwan mused.

As Seungkwan went ahead to the parlor, Jeonghan pulled Joshua aside. "Can you keep him occupied? I'm going to look around."

"Yes." Joshua nodded. "Subin passed in the gardens. And her bedroom is upstairs, third door from the left."

Jeonghan slipped outside and walked around the pond toward the exact spot on the pavement where Joshua said Subin had died. He closed his eyes, thinking of how scared Subin must have been in those last frantic moments before it was all over.

Tell…my brother…blood runs…

Jeonghan knelt to the ground for a moment, pressing his hand against the cold stones. "Subin…how I miss you so." Shakily, he stood back up. "But there's nothing I can do to bring you back. I can only find who did this to you." He finally tore himself away from the gardens, internally saying goodbye, and went upstairs into Subin's bedroom.

He stepped inside, noticing how hauntingly quiet it was. No hint of street noise, just the muted sound of clocks ticking. He got down on his hands and knees and peered under the bed but found only dust bunnies and many, many books. Next, he checked her desk. Most of it had been cleared away except for a crinkled list of errands. Most of them seemed mundane, then he turned to the second page and saw 'Dr. Taylor, Erithford Hospital' circled in red ink. He took the page and rushed downstairs.

***

"Just a bit farther now, I promise!" Joshua exclaimed as he led Jeonghan and Seungkwan to Erithford Hospital.

"My, you have many errands in the city, don't you!" Seungkwan mused. "You haven't fallen ill, have you?"

Jeonghan cleared his throat. "I just have to make one final detour. The very last one, I promise. Perhaps you and Joshua could wait for me outside while I sort it out?"

Joshua nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll be right here."

Seungkwan snorted. "As though I'd mis out on all the fun." Before Jeonghan could say anything, Seungkwan hopped up the steps ahead of him.

They entered the hospital, seeing patients resting on the beds while doctors and nurses murmured quietly. The clink of medicine bottles and instruments filled the air. "Hello!" A receptionist greeted them with a cheery smile. "Welcome to Doctor Taylor's office. How may I help you today?"

"Hello, I need to pick up the records for my sister, Subin Yoon." Jeonghan said. "I believe she was a patient of Dr. Taylor's." He held up a photograph of Subin and thought he saw a flicker of recognition in the receptionist's eyes.

"I'm afraid I can't share confidential information about our patients." She said.

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "So she was a patient here! Perhaps under an alias? Jeonghan Womack?"

The receptionist's throat bobbed. "I, uh, can't confirm or deny that information."

"But she's deceased." Jeonghan said. "She can't come here herself and we need the information from her records."

"If there's some kind of official investigation, we would of course cooperate, but I can't just take your word for it."

Jeonghan slunk back over to Seungkwan, dejected. "So you weren't just in the city to see your aunt, were you?" Seungkwan guessed.

"The truth is, I'm trying to look into some of my sister's affairs from before she died." Jeonghan admitted.

"Then let me help." Seungkwan said.

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "How?"

Seungkwan grinned. "Please, Mr. Yoon, if there's anyone who can charm the wrinkles off of some doctor's secretary, it's Duchess Boo, don't you think?"

"What do you have in mind?" Jeonghan asked.

"Just let me open the negotiations then you can follow my lead." Seungkwan sidled up to the receptionist's desk, hands tucked behind his back, and checked the name on the desk before looking up to her. "I'm so terribly sorry to bother you, Mrs. Davies, but I couldn't help but wonder where you got that fabulous pearl bracelet!"

"It's a family heirloom." The receptionist said. "My grandmother gave it to me as a wedding present so many years ago."

Seungkwan hummed. "What a treasure that is! You must have such fond memories of her."

The receptionist nodded. "I did grow up with her. She was the cook for the late Lord Wilson in Yorkshire for many years and we had a cottage in the village."

"The Wilson household?" Seungkwan asked. "You don't say. George Wilson is a dear friend of mine."

"I know him as well!" The receptionist smiled. "A dear thing. A bit willful but still quite a proper young omega, by my estimation. And who might you be?"

"I’m Lord Seungkwan Boo." He introduced himself.

The receptionist's eyes widened. "Lord Boo? The Dowager Duchess? Begging your pardon, Your Grace, I'd no idea whose presence I was in!"

"Apologies unnecessary." Seungkwan assured her. "Although I do need your help with something…this here with me is Mr. Jeonghan Yoon."

"Oh." The receptionist frowned. "The young omega who wanted someone else's records."

Jeonghan cleared his throat. Actually I'm the future Viscountess of Ashbourne. I shall be marrying the heir to Windcroft Manor by the end of summer."

Her eyes widened even more. "My apologies! I didn't know you also belonged to the peerage."

"We want information on my sister, Mrs. Davies." Jeonghan said. "Something happened to her. I wouldn't do this under normal circumstances, I assure you."

"Trust us, you won't get in trouble with Dr. Taylor." Seungkwan said. "I'm very good at throwing my title around to protect others."

The receptionist bit her lip. "Alright…you seem like you're genuinely trying to do the right thing. The truth is, I do remember your sister. I can't tell you everything I know but she always came with this alpha, some servant from a big household. He was always in uniform."

"The uniform of the Chwe family?" Jeonghan asked.

"No." She shook her head. "All I can say is there's a well-known earl and countess who live in the countryside outside of London."

Seungkwan smiled. "I think we can manage from there. Thank you for your help."

The receptionist gave a wry smile as she turned to a wooden filing cabinet behind her and flipped through the documents within it. "This is odd. The only thing left of Miss Womack's records is a note that we have some things in storage for her." Jeonghan peeked over to see Locker 1276 typed on the sheet of paper. "But I cannot bend the rules further by getting them for you. I'm sorry." her eyes darted anxiously toward a ring of keys on the wall.

Before Jeonghan could answer, Seungkwan was sliding lithely around the desk and motioning for Jeonghan to keep talking. "I completely understand. If you don't mind me asking, how do you like your work here?"

The receptionist squinted at him. "It can be rewarding at times seeing people get better. But too often, their lives still end in sorrow. Surely you have to be on your way, don't you?"

Seungkwan silently lifted off the keyring then backed away with a nod. "Naturally." Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you again for your help." He and Seungkwan hurried off, Seungkwan twirling the keyring in triumph. "You are incredible. I had no idea a duchess could be so sneaky!"

"I've learned a few tricks in my time." Seungkwan shrugged. "Maybe I could even teach you some."

"I promise to be an attentive pupil." Jeonghan laughed.

Seungkwan led Jeonghan down the hallway to a room labeled 'Storage Room'. He unlocked the door hastily and they swept inside. They searched the lockers for number 1276. "So are you going to tell me why we're in a storage room going through Subin's belongings? I can't help but feel like there's something more to the story that you're not telling me."

Jeonghan took a deep breath and nodded. "You're right. It's time to bring you into the fold." He quickly explained his suspicions regarding Subin's death and how his investigation had taken him to London.

"That's why you were asking people so many questions at the garden party!" Seungkwan exclaimed in realization. "And why you had so many stops today."

"Exactly."

Seungkwan rested a hand against one of the lockers for support. "That's terrible! I can't imagine who would possibly do such a thing. It defies belief. I'm glad you're trying to get to the bottom of it though. I didn't know your sister long, but no one deserves a death like that. I want to help. Any way I can."

"Even if it's dangerous?" Jeonghan asked.

"Especially if it's dangerous." Seungkwan smirked. Then his gaze turned sincere, and he took Jeonghan's hands in his, squeezing them gently. "I swear to you, I won't let you go through this alone."

"Thank you, Seungkwan. That means a lot to me." They both returned to their work of searching for the locker.

After finding the correct one, Jeonghan opened it and pulled out a heavy trunk. It thankfully unlatched easily, and they found it to be stuffed to the brim. "A baby's dressing gown?" Jeonghan frowned in confusion. "A rattle? Stuffed toys?" He and Seungkwan stared at each other. "Could my sister have been…expecting? Was she with child when she died?"

Seungkwan's eyes widened in realization. "You don't think it was Vernon. The father. That's why your sister used an alias."

Jeonghan searched through the different items in the trunk, trying to imagine Subin packing them herself. "She must have been afraid. She must have been terrified to feel she had to run away with this hidden trunk all ready to go."

"But she never got to pick it up for the elopement or whatever it was." Seungkwan frowned. "Just think about walking around with a secret like that. In a foreign country where everyone would be on Vernon's side." He let out a sigh. "Arranged marriages can feel like a trap. I remember that all too well."

"Did you think of running away?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan shook his head. "I was only 18 when I married the duke." He picked up the baby's dressing gown, stroking the fabric sadly. "We both tried but…it was a difficult marriage. And then he died before his time."

"I'm so sorry." Jeonghan said softly.

Seungkwan clutched the gown to his chest a moment longer before gently laying it back in the suitcase. "OH well. I have no regrets for the course my life has taken." But he continued to gaze wistfully at the gown.

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Do you wish you'd had children?"

"We tried but it never amounted to anything." Seungkwan said. "Which was no great loss in the end. Still…sometimes I wonder if I need something more in my life. It feels like there's…something missing."

"I'm sure it'll be just around the corner." Jeonghan smiled.

Seungkwan's lips quirked. "I'm in no rush. I'm enjoying my independence for now. Unfortunately, as much as I'd love to while the hours with you, Joshua must be worrying." They put the storage items back and Seungkwan snuck the keyring back to the receptionist's desk.

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Joshua stood up from his bench when he saw Jeonghan and Seungkwan return. "Did you get what you needed?" He asked.

Jeonghan nodded. "Yes, we have enough to send us on another search. The receptionist pointed us to an earl and countess who live outside of London although she didn't say their names."

"Don't worry." Seungkwan said. "There are only a few people who it could be and now that I'm on your team, I'm sure we'll be able to track them down." He put a hand on Jeonghan's shoulder. "We're going to find Subin's killer. I won't stop until we do, Jeonghan."

"Thank you, Seungkwan." Jeonghan gave the other omega a grateful smile.

Seungkwan nodded and stepped back. "I need to ask around about this earl and countess, so I'll take my leave now. But I hope you both enjoy the rest of your day in London."

After Seungkwan left, Jeonghan noticed Joshua gazing back wistfully at the hospital. "Joshua? Is something on your mind? I'm sorry we kept you waiting so long."

Joshua flushed as he averted his gaze. "No problem at all. It's nothing to do with that. It's just…" He bit his lip slightly before sighing. "It's been a dream of mind to become a nurse or an auxiliary nurse someday."

"That’s fabulous!" Jeonghan exclaimed, smiling brightly. "I know you would make a wonderful nurse!"

"Thank you." Joshua smiled shyly. "I very much appreciate it." His smile fell. "I've always hoped to improve my station in life and better support my family. And the 17-hour workdays at the manor do take their toll…"

Jeonghan frowned. "I had no idea you work such hours."

Joshua looked down at his hands, playing with his fingers. "I know it's a long shot, me being an omega's maid and all. But Subin cheered me on and even helped me look into some resources. For now, I've been doing correspondence courses during my breaks, and I hope to enroll in training someday."

"I wish you all the best." Jeonghan said sincerely.

"Thank you." Joshua seemed a bit relieved that Jeonghan wasn't judging him. "Don't worry though. I swear I'll stay by your side until we find out what happened to Subin."

Jeonghan's stomach suddenly gave a loud rumble and he and Joshua both giggled. "Well, if Seungkwan is on the search, perhaps we should start our own search." He looped his arm around Joshua's. "For food."

"There's a tearoom a few blocks down." Joshua informed him. "It's a favorite of the Chwes. And Subin too."

***

Jeonghan bit eagerly into his sandwich while telling Joshua what he'd learned at the hospital. "Finally." He sighed happily. "That hits the spot."

Joshua giggled a bit. "So is there anything more we can accomplish here in London?"

"I think we've about exhausted our search." Jeonghan said. "We should see what Seungkwan turns up. He's definitely more equipped to track down this earl and countess, given his circle of acquaintances."

Suddenly the sound of raised voices rang out from across the room. "I didn't abandon anything. I completed my duties and returned to where I could better serve."

"Is that Seungcheol?" Jeonghan asked in surprise, turning to try to spot the alpha.

When he did find him, Seungcheol was locked in a heated argument with a soldier in uniform. "The Gujresh campaign could have used a mind like yours. We might have secured far more ground-"

Seungcheol cut the officer off. "Then maybe it's for the best I wasn't present."

"Of course, you would see it that way." Collecting his things, the soldier slammed money onto the table and stormed out of the tearoom in a huff.

As Seungcheol turned his head to watch the soldier go, he caught sight of Jeonghan, one eyebrow raising in curiosity. He stood and walked over to the omega. "Fancy seeing you here in the city. What brings you here?"

Jeonghan smiled politely, trying not to think too much about the way his heart fluttered at the alpha's nearness. "I came to see my aunt. How about yourself?"

"I made the mistake of catching up with a former comrade." Seungcheol said. "We've come from an event at the Walrus Club for current and former officers of my division."

"The Walrus Club?" Jeonghan raised his eyebrows.

Seungcheol grimaced. "An, uh, alpha's club. It's been around longer than your country, for better or worse." His eyes flitted to Jeonghan's hand where he noticed the sparkling engagement ring. "A new accessory? Aren't things progressing nicely…"

Jeonghan cleared his throat, shifting his hand out of sight. "Yes, Vernon and I…have been progressing."

Seungcheol looked back at the table he'd just left. "I don't suppose you'd like to stay and join me?" He asked. "We had just ordered a whole afternoon tea spread and I would hate for everything to go to waste." His lips quirked up slightly. "I have a hunch you'd be far more pleasant company."

The omega's heart fluttered at the invitation while Joshua spoke. "Don't mind me, Jeonghan. I can get back separately, and you can return home with Mr. Seungcheol as needed."

That was all Jeonghan needed to accept the offer. "I'd be delighted." He rose to his feet. "But I expect you to imbue such a traditional ceremony with the proper dose of irreverence."

"I'm offended you even had to clarify." Seungcheol said.

"Enjoy yourselves!" Joshua waved goodbye as Jeonghan followed Seungcheol over to the alpha's table.

"So one wonders what interesting things you and your 'aunt' uncovered on your day in the city…" Seungcheol mused as they sat down.

Jeonghan sighed quietly. "At times the investigation feels like no more than a wild goose chase, but we learned enough to take us to our next lead. We're trying to find an earl and countess who live outside of London and might have met Subin." He tilted his head. "Would you know of any?"

Seungcheol furrowed his eyebrows in thought, lips pursing. "I know a few earls but none who live just outside of London. Perhaps she met them when I was still abroad."

"That might be it…" Jeonghan said quietly.

"The alpha I was having tea with is the sone of an earl. "Seungcheol said. "But his family is closer to York."

Their server brought a teapot and unloaded teacups, sugar, and cream from the tray. Jeonghan took a sip of his tea, the warmth filling his body and relaxing his senses. "What were the two of you talking about, if you don't mind me probing?"

Seungcheol gazed out of the windows of the tearoom. "I suppose I've made no secret of my displeasure with the way my deployment in India was handled." He said. "Having to see the alphas responsible…it just brought everything back to me. Like I'd never left."

"Then why did you go to the event?" Jeonghan asked in a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"Social obligation, I expect." Seungcheol said.

Jeonghan hummed. "I would have thought Mr. Seungcheol Choi as above all that. Free spirit and wanderer that you are."

Seungcheol looked at him, a hint of amusement in his expression. "You've got me pegged, don't you?" Jeonghan just offered him a small smile over the rim of his teacup. "The truth is, I can have my small acts of rebellion but nothing that will actually harm my family's position. And most of these soldiers are from other noble families close to ours."

Biting his lip, Jeonghan set his tea down. "Could you tell me more about India and why you left?" He asked with a gentle tone. "I know you don't like to talk about it, but it certainly seems to have left a mark on you.

"I expect I can't avoid it forever…" Seungcheol sighed deeply. "Maintaining the British Empire sounds like a lofty goal but the reality was…different. The people I met in India were simply trying to live their lives. And everything we did just made it more difficult."

"Like what?" Jeonghan asked.

"There was one family who owned a tea estate." Seungcheol said. "They'd had it for centuries and were quite prosperous. Despite our positions, I became friends with their alpha daughter, Aditi. She used to join me on patrol to play a round of cricket. Or just talk."

Jeonghan frowned. "And you got in trouble for befriending her?"

Seungcheol shook his head slightly. 'My commanding officer decided the estate would benefit the Empire and we were ordered to confiscate it. Steal it out from under them."

"Did you try to stop your commander?" Jeonghan asked.

"I argued against it." Seungcheol said. "But by the time I was informed, everything was already in motion." His expression hardened, hands clenching into fists. "He left me at camp and threatened to court martial me if I tried to intervene. And coward that I was, I didn't."

"I'm so sorry…" Jeonghan said quietly.

"It was theft." Seungcheol continued. "Greed. They had nothing strategic or necessary to the Empire." His throat bobbed. "I saw Aditi one more time. On the street with her family with hardly more than the shirt on her back. For no reason other than the poor luck to be born Indian. That's when I decided if I couldn't change their ways, at least I would no longer be a party to it."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "You can't blame yourself. You can't expect to change the entire British army singlehandedly."

"That's what I tell myself." Seungcheol said softly, his voice barely audible. "Sometimes it even sounds like enough."

"Was there anyone else in your unit who felt the same way you did?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol shook his head again. "No one. I could never figure out why they were so unmoved. Perhaps it's because I was taken in by my family, not born to them. And of course, given my background, my experience among the peerage has been markedly different than…Vernon's, for instance." He then gestured at the macarons, petit fours, and small pastries laid out on the table between them, clearly ready to change the subject. "Enough. This is too grim a subject to dwell on when we still have all these desserts to finish." He picked up a pastry and offered it to Jeonghan, the omega's cheeks warming slightly as he accepted the pastry.

Once their stomachs were full of biscuits and sweet cream, the two of them left the tearoom and lingered on the sidewalk. "So do you have more to do in London or are you ready for me to take you home?" Seungcheol asked.

Jeonghan smiled. "That would be most welcome."

Seungcheol inclined his head slightly and offered Jeonghan his arm. "Then let us return." They walked together through the streets, Jeonghan hyper aware of the muscles of Seungcheol's arm beneath his hand, the warmth of the alpha's hand over his own.

***

After an early morning ride with Claudio to clear his head, Jeonghan brushed the horse down. "Thank you for the ride, Claudio." He smiled. "We're really finding your stride together, aren't we?" He sighed. "If only my search for the truth about Subin would go so smoothly." Claudio whinnied and started trying to chew on Jeonghan's hair. "Hey! Joshua spent a lot of time on that!" Jeonghan whined and pouted as he stepped out of the horse's reach. "Wouldn't you rather have a carrot instead?" Claudio snorted. "That's what I thought, you wicked thing." He offered Claudio a carrot before leaving the stables.

As he approached the manor, Jeonghan spotted a kitchen maid and a footman on break, smoking and leaning against the servants' quarters while they gossiped. "Long day, eh? Mrs. Lee and Mr. Derrick are really on our cases. All while they put their feet up and gossip about that Boo omega."

"They're on that again? What, they really think he deserved his husband dying?"

"They think Lord Seungkwan acts too free. Not like a proper omega at all."

A memory stirred in Jeonghan's mind, only that time Jeonghan realized in his grief for his sister and desperation to find out what happened to her, he had misheard a few key words.

"…going around the way he did, as though he owned the place. Saying whatever he liked with no respect for the consequences."

"Hush, Mr. Derrick. I never approved of their dalliance, but don't speak ill of the dead that way. Especially in the open like this."

"Why shouldn't I, Mrs. Lee? We run the house, so we can express how we feel in it. Besides, he got what he deserved."

So Mr. Derrick was talking about Seungkwan that night, not Subin. They were speaking of the death of Seungkwan's husband. One more suspect cleared and they were still no closer to the killer. Jeonghan sighed and continued on into the manor.

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Jeonghan's mind was still spinning at the discovery when the telephone began to ring just as he was passing it. He stopped and picked up the receiver, holding it to his mouth as he held the other piece up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Jeonghan, dearie, is that you?"

Jeonghan's eyes widened at the sound of his stepmother's sister's voice. "There you are! You've been quite elusive, Auntie."

"Yes, yes, well, I'm quite wrapped up in a love story of my own with my dear Hans, aren't I? I can hardly be expected to stay at home! Although I want to hear all about your love story with that Vernon Chwe. Is he positively dreamy?"

"Before we get into that, did Subin often stay at your home in London?" Jeonghan asked.

Seohyun chuckled. "Often sounds like a lot! But she really was a social butterfly. Attending functions and whatnot."

"Did you go with her to these events?

"Once or twice but it sounded as though she intended to meet up with Vernon at the parties, so I didn't need to chaperone her." Seohyun said. "Why do you ask? Was she not meeting Vernon?"

Jeonghan held back a sigh. "Nothing, it's just a hunch." He shook his head slightly to himself before changing the subject. "Also, Eunjung told me that Subin had borrowed money from you? Why would she need it when Father already gives her an allowance?"

"She certainly never told me! But I’m not someone to deprive my niece of anything. I had a sense she wanted to treat a very special someone though. Perhaps a romantic trip away?"

"Perhaps…" Jeonghan frowned.

"So many questions about Subin. I hope you remember to think of yourself too, my sweet cherub. Subin's loss was terrible. Make sure you're getting all the rest you need and not worrying yourself too much."

Jeonghan nodded even though she couldn't see him. "I'll try, Auntie."

"Well, I won't keep you. Thank you for the generous gift, by the way. You're much too kind. Take care, my darling, and I'll host you the next time you're in London. Bisous!"

After hanging up the phone, Jeonghan went upstairs and was almost to his room when Joshua approached him. "I've been looking for you."

"Is everything alright, Joshua?" Jeonghan asked.

"Lord Seungkwan called earlier." Joshua informed him. "He was looking into which earl and countess the receptionist at the hospital meant. And he believes it to be Lord and Lady Evans! Subin stayed there once for a hunting weekend."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "Where do they live?"

"In the county of Dorwick." Joshua said. "Just outside of London as the receptionist said."

"Dorwick?" Jeonghan repeated. "Didn't you tell me that Subin often received letters from the county of Dorwick?"

Joshua smiled. "That's right. I'm certain that Lord and Lady Evans' estate is the place we're looking for."

Jeonghan nodded with determination. "So we're one step closer to finding the alpha who came with Subin to the hospital."

"Exactly." Joshua said. "Considering how friendly she was, I'm sure she had ample time to make new acquaintances the weekend she stayed at their estate. If you don't mind my saying so, I may be able to help out. It's risky but it could work."

"What did you have in mind?" Jeonghan asked.

"I have a childhood friend who works in the household of Lord and Lady Evans." Joshua explained. "I could try to meet up with her and see if she knows anything."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Do you think she knew Subin?"

"The only way to find out is to ask." Joshua said.

"Then we'd better take every course of action available to us." Jeonghan gave a determined nod.

Joshua smiled. "You won't regret this, Jeonghan. And it'll be nice to see Amelia again."

"Thank you, Joshua." Jeonghan said gratefully. "Just promise me you'll be careful."

***

Amelia met Joshua on a park bench in London and the two shared roasted candied almonds from a street vendor as they chatted. "I'll admit, I'm a little surprised you wanted to meet so urgently." Amelia said. "But it's such a rare treat to get to see you. I hope everything is alright at Windcroft?"

Joshua sighed. "As well as can be after Miss Subin's passing."

"Yes, as I remember it, when she stayed in our household, she was quite the star." Amelia frowned. "Made friends with everyone, never a harsh word or unreasonable demand spoken."

"You must have some good gossip from her stay." Joshua said. "How was the hunting weekend?"

"As I recall, Miss Subin insisted on doing some shooting herself." Amelia said. "Outperformed some of the alphas, much to their displeasure."

Joshua pursed his lips. "Did anyone on the staff take a fancy to her?" Amelia hesitated. "Come now, you wouldn't hide anything from me, would you?"

Amelia bit her lip. "If you insist…" She glanced around as if to make sure no one was listening. "I think Subin might have had an admirer. Whether it was reciprocated, I'm not sure." Raising his eyebrows, Joshua leaned closer to Amelia. "One of the maids found a note in Miss Subin's room. She said she was cleaning but I think she was just nosy."

"What did it say?" Joshua asked.

"Something like…let's see if I can remember…" Amelia furrowed her eyebrows in concentration. "I need to see you. I know it's risky because of all the lies but my heart can't wait any longer. Meet me by the stables at midnight. I pray you'll be there."

Joshua's eyes widened. "I can't believe it! What happened next?"

"The maid gave it to the head housekeeper, Mrs. Thomas. Mrs. Thomas and the butler went together to the stables at midnight to catch them. Amelia never showed up but the servant who wrote the letter did. One of the alphas on our staff."

"Who was it?"

"I don't know." Amelia shook her head. "They kept it all under wraps. Everything I heard was just gossip. Whoever they were, they're still working there. No one on our staff disappeared out of the blue."

Joshua frowned. "So they didn't get fired?"

Amelia shook her head again. "Not that I know of. I heard they just got a strict reprimand and were forbidden from going near any of the young omegas again. We've had some people on our staff come and go but just the regular turnaround. All the changes happened months after, long after the incident."

"If you had to guess, did Subin return their feelings?" Joshua asked.

"She didn't turn up, did she?" Amelia pointed out. "Then again, she could have noticed that the note was gone and realized it would be too risky."

"Was Mr. Vernon there with her?" Joshua asked. "How did he react?"

"He didn't hunt that weekend." Amelia said. "I was under the impression that he was busy with estate business. I tried asking Mrs. Thomas what happened but she gave me the cold shoulder. No one was willing to discuss it."

Joshua hummed. "Wanting to make sure the house maintained its honor I suppose."

Amelia sighed. "It's none of my business what Miss Subin got up to. Although I'm truly sorry for your loss." She smiled. "Now enough about me and work. How have things been with your family?"

***

Jeonghan listened intently as Joshua finished his story. "That's odd indeed!" He exclaimed. "In my opinion, Subin meant to meet with them. She must have been on alert when she saw the note was missing."

"That could explain why she didn't show up." Joshua agreed.

"Either way…" Jeonghan let out a quiet sigh. "Thank you for looking into this, Joshua."

Joshua smiled. "Of course, Jeonghan."

Jeonghan frowned as he paced the room. "I just keep wondering about the role the missing money plays in all this. Do you suppose it was to buy this alpha's silence?"

"Or for an elopement for the two of them." Joshua suggested.

"I hope all these fragments will line up together in time." Jeonghan mumbled.

***

After a long day, Jeonghan was finally alone in his room, resting in bed in his nightgown as his mind raced with all the questions he still had. The Chwes had reached out to the Evans that afternoon so hopefully they'd be able to arrange a dinner of some sort soon, maybe be able to learn more. His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. He sat up just as Seungkwan bustled in with an engraved piece of cardstock in hand. "I come bearing gifts! Or if not a gift exactly then a promise of excitement and intrigue."

"What are you talking about?" Jeonghan asked in confusion as he took the envelope from Seungkwan.

"Lord and Lady Evans are hosting a ball for the countess' birthday and I managed to get us invitations." Seungkwan grinned. "Now you can investigate your mystery alpha to your heart's content."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "That's wonderful news, Seungkwan! Thank you!" He tore open the invitation and read it, barely able to keep his hand from trembling. "If we find Womack at the party, I can finally get some answers."

***

Joshua brushed Jeonghan's hair as he sat at his vanity, wondering whether to tell Vernon the full story about Subin's possible affair beyond what he'd already told the alpha. "The whole reason I want to attend the party is to search for this mystery alpha. But should I let Vernon in on the grater mission…that this alpha could have been…intimate with Subin?"

"It would surely break his heart." Joshua said quietly. "But I'm not sure that I see another way. He's bound to find out eventually and you don’t want him to distrust you because you're keeping things from him."

Jeonghan took a deep breath and nodded slightly. "I think Vernon deserves to know the truth. The whole truth. If he and I are truly to be allies, I can't keep him in the dark."

"I think that's the right decision." Joshua said. "Besides, he can't help us discover the truth unless he knows all the factors. Perhaps learning about the affair will jog his memory about something that didn't add up at the time."

"I hope you're right." Jeonghan murmured. "I wonder how I'll even manage to find this alpha. There are so many servants at any grand household. How will I identify him?" He considered it for a second. "I'll have to snoop around the estate. Perhaps Subin left behind some clue that will lead right to this Mr. Womack."

Joshua made a small noise as he began to pin Jeonghan's hair up. "One thing that might be useful going in is that Dowager Ashbourne rather dislikes the Evans."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "Whatever for?"

"The dowager feels snubbed that the family didn't receive an invitation until Lord Seungkwan got in touch." Joshua explained. "As such, she's likely to watch you like a hawk the whole night to ensure the family name isn't sullied."

"So if I stick with Vernon and do my best to act the part of his fiancée, perhaps she'll let me move around more freely as the night progresses." Jeonghan said.

"Exactly!" Joshua smiled. "You'll need to convince everyone of the engagement and make the right impression. Hopefully that will buy you the freedom to explore the house and search for this servant." He glanced at the clock. "Look at the time! You're late for the appointment I made with the tailor! Lord Seungkwan promised to meet you there to ensure you'll look your best for the party!"

***

When Jeonghan reached the tailor, he saw Seungkwan had already picked a stunning evening gown for himself. "There you are!" Seungkwan exclaimed. "I was so excited about my first official investigation that I couldn't help but arrive 15 minutes early."

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you so much again for finding the household and getting us invitations."

"Oh, there's no need to thank me." Seungkwan waved him off. "I rarely get to play the duchess card for anything amusing these days. But if you're coming as my guest, we must have you looking like the cream of the crop. Especially if the dowager is intent on parading you and Vernon around like two heirs to the throne."

"I trust with your spare 15 minutes you've already found me the perfect gown?" Jeonghan asked with a slight laugh.

Seungkwan grinned. "Of course. Who do you take me for?" He led Jeonghan to a sumptuous gown of the richest blue hues detailed with gold, beaded trim. Jeonghan entered the changing room with an attendant who help him out of his current dress and into the new one before. Seungkwan gasped and clasped his hands together as Jeonghan came back out, walking around him to inspect the gown. "Stylish, refined, and just this side of envelope pushing. That'll be sure to set more than a few tongues wagging!"

Jeonghan turned to look at himself in the mirror. "It is a splendid gown." He said with a smile. "How could I not show it off?"

"You're going to be the talk of the town!" Seungkwan exclaimed. "I'm so looking forward to it."

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Before returning to the house, Jeonghan stopped by the stables. "Good morning, Claudio!" He greeted his horse. "I can't stay long but I wanted to check on you-" He stopped as he spotted Claudio leaning over his stall door to rub his velvety nose against the snout of a pretty gray mare. "Pardon me for interrupting!" Jeonghan giggled. "Aren't you the heartbreaker today, Claudio? I won't bother you then, but I'll visit you again soon for a ride, I promise! Not that you seem to be in any hurry."

***

Night had fallen when Jeonghan found himself in an automobile heading to the Evans' party with Seungkwan, Seungcheol, and Vernon while the dowager, viscount, and viscountess rode in the car behind them. "We should be there in less than an hour." Jeonghan mused.

"Isn't this swell?" Seungkwan smiled. "A joyride for the cousins. And the cousin to be."

"Yes." Seungcheol said a bit stiffly. "Very swell."

Seungkwan rolled his eyes good naturedly. "Never fear, Jeonghan. My cousins may be intent on stifling the life out of any party, but I assure you I'm quite the opposite."

"My brand of entertainment may be different from yours, cousin, but that doesn't mean it's inferior." Seungcheol said.

Seungkwan let out a sharp laugh. "I'll believe that when I see it."

Meanwhile, Vernon was silent up in the front seat and Jeonghan could see the alpha glowering in one of the mirrors. "Is everything alright, Vernon?" Seungcheol asked. "You've been awfully silent. More than usual anyway."

"I'm perfectly fine." Vernon said.

As the car swerved around a bend, Jeonghan was knocked off balance. Without thinking, he grabbed Seungcheol's arm to steady himself. "Sorry! The road-"

Seungcheol cut him off, the alpha's eyes wide and his cheeks flushed. "That's quite alright." Jeonghan let his hand linger for a moment, for some reason gratified to see the flustered expression on the alpha's face. After the road straightened out, Jeonghan resettled himself in his seat and Seungcheol cleared his throat.

It felt like only moments later that Jeonghan saw the silhouette of the Evans estate appear in the distance. The car arrived smoothly in the driveway where they joined the rest of the family. A glittering procession of guests flowed into the manor. "What do you think of the estate, Jeonghan?" Vernon's father asked.

"How glamorous!" Jeonghan gushed. "I've never been to such a formal celebration."

Seungcheol hummed. "One could almost call it excessive." Vernon's mother shot him a look. "Just an observation."

The dowager scowled at him. "Seeing as it contributes nothing to our discourse, it's an observation you can keep to yourself." Her face softened as she turned to Jeonghan. But only slightly. "I'll have you know that I don't much approve of the Evanses. But we must maintain our good name. I remember you were rather…rebellious at my garden party. Fortunately, ti seems to have charmed everyone. But be aware of your actions tonight. We don't want people questioning your suitability."

Jeonghan smiled innocently. "With all due respect, I make no promises."

"Don't worry, Grandmother." Vernon said. "I'll be there with Jeonghan every step of the way. He is my…fiance, after all." His smile faltered momentarily but he recovered, guiding Jeonghan toward the estate on his arm. "I expect we'll really need to make our engagement convincing tonight if we want the killer to think we've moved on." He murmured so only Jeonghan could hear him. "Not to mention, appease my grandmother."

"Don't worry." Jeonghan assured him. "We'll have some fun with it. We're at a party, aren't we?"

Vernon chuckled. "I expect you're right."

They crossed the threshold into the foyer where the countess greeted Jeonghan with a smile as Jeonghan curtsied. "You must be Jeonghan Yoon. I'm Lady Evans. We were all so thrilled for the chance to meet Subin's brother. And what a gorgeous gown! You are quite the fashion plate, Mr. Yoon."

The dowager hummed her approval. "It's suitable for the occasion, I agree."

Jeonghan smiled politely. "You're far too kind.'

The countess turned her gaze to the rest of the group, and she nodded at the dowager. "It's been much too long."

"Indeed, it has." The dowager's expression hardened. "How kind of you to extend an invitation when your hand was forced."

Lady Evans cleared her throat. "So, tell me, Mr. Yoon, how are you finding Windcroft so far?"

"My experience has been made easier with the help of my dear fiance." Jeonghan laid it on thick, turning to smile at Vernon as he let his eyes fill with wonder and gratitude. "I expected the move to a new continent to be arduous but with my Vernon, it's been nothing short of a dream."

"Uh, yes." Vernon nodded. "I wasn't sure what to expect myself, but Mr. Yoon has filled my days with laughter and light."

Vernon's mother smiled. 'We're all quite looking forward to the joyous wedding day." Jeonghan caught sight of Seungcheol, but the alpha quickly looked away with a slight frown.

"In fact, most of the wedding preparations were already completed due to previous circumstances." Vernon's father added on.

"But we still have to reserve a venue since the Windcroft chapel is under repairs right now." The dowager pointed out. "The inconvenience astounds me!"

Seungcheol raised his eyebrows. "I'm sure the chapel went to great pains to inconvenience you specifically."

"I'm sure we'll find something suitable." Jeonghan said. "Won't we, dear Vernon?"

Lady Evans smiled. "It's heartwarming to see a new couple's love blossom. It's marriage that forges new alliances, after all."

The dowager made a small noise that wasn't quite a scoff. "At least in that we are in agreement."

"I hope you'll all enjoy your evening." Lady Evans moved on. "We also have a tent in the gardens. Most of the guests will be spending all night outside."

Vernon turned to whisper to Jeonghan as they followed the rest of the family into the ballroom. "Looks like we have our work cut out for us to bring about some peace."

The dowager shot them both a look over her shoulder. "Well don't stand there and lollygag! There are people eager to speak with you!" She steered them into the vast ballroom toward the direction of a cluster of nobles before taking her leave.

"Brace yourself." Vernon muttered.

"Well, if it isn't Jeonghan Yoon!" Soonyoung exclaimed. "The belle of the ball! The talk of the town! The cream of the crop!"

Seokmin cleared his throat. "Don't mind my husband, he's been running a fever all day."

Taeyeon sighed. "I expect all the Scotch isn't helping with matters either."

"Actually, I daresay a bottle of Scotch improves most things immensely." Alfred mused.

"Is that so?" Percy scoffed. "I'd say the true priority is finding Arthur something suitable to eat at this pitiful excuse of a party!"

Jeonghan smiled politely at the group. "Hello! Vernon and I have missed you all! It's been much too long. We've been meaning to throw an engagement party and invite you all. But we've been so busy!"

"Hopefully we'll put something together in the coming weeks." Vernon said.

"Don't wait too long!" Soonyoung said with a laugh. "Or the wedding will be upon us before you know it and there won't be time for an engagement party."

Vernon turned to Jeonghan. "You've only briefly met everyone at the garden party, isn't that right?"

Jeonghan nodded. "Yes, I'd love to get to know everyone better. How did the two of you meet, Lords Lee?"

"At a ball not unlike this one." Seokmin said, gazing at Soonyoung with complete adoration. "Every day, I'm grateful the most stunning debutante agreed to spend his life with me. He's always been more of the catch between us."

"No one could take their eyes off me back then." Soonyoung boasted. "But I do adore my Seokmin so."

"His title didn't hurt either, eh, Soonyoung?" Alfred asked teasingly.

Before Jeonghan could get another word in, the dowager swooped back in. "It's time for the next stage! We want to show the world that this union makes our family stronger. So share a dance!" She led Jeonghan and Vernon toward the center of the crowd. The chamber orchestra played, and dancers waltzed across the ballroom in a swirl of silk and lace. "We can't have people thinking Vernon is settling for just any rich American. We must show them you are a true proper omega."

Jeonghan held back an eye roll as Vernon led him out onto the dance floor. The bright lights glared down on them as they began to dance, and the partygoers turned their attention their way. "Everyone is staring at us." Jeonghan whispered. "If we put on this last show, hopefully it's enough to get her to ease up on us."

Vernon nodded. "Yes, we should convince the killer we're too wrapped up in each other to be looking for them while still maintaining propriety."

As Vernon turned him on the dance floor, Jeonghan smiled warmly into the alpha's eyes. "I don't think we have to do much. If we merely look like we're talking intently, completely lost in our own world, they'll get the idea."

"Subtle." Vernon smiled. "I like it."

Jeonghan heard murmurs among the bystanders. "They do make a lovely couple, don't they?"

"I adore his dress! I must ask my couturier if he can do something similar."

Along the back wall, Jeonghan saw Seungcheol watching himself and Vernon with a conflicted expression.

When the song came to an end, the dowager rushed up to Jeonghan and Vernon. "Marvelous. No one could take their eyes off you. Your wedding will be the event of the summer. Those who don't receive invitations will be green with envy."

Jeonghan smiled. "I'm glad we're making a positive impression."

Lady Evans glided over to their group. "I say, that was a lovely waltz you shared."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said.

"I wanted to express my well wishes to the both of you." The countess said. "I admit, I've been avoiding the Chwe family for some time. That was only because my heart was saddened at Subin's loss. It was a joy to host her in our home. But seeing you dance in our halls, it reminds me that we must strengthen those bonds, not forget them."

The dowager huffed. "Well, as long as the integrity of our family name is not in question-"

Lady Evans cut her off. "It was never in question, I assure you."

"Very well." The dowager smiled. "Is Lord Evans around? I'd like to bid him hello as well."

"Right this way." The two of them went off, seemingly appeased for the moment.

"I'm glad that seemed to go well." Jeonghan said.

Vernon nodded. "Me as well. Now that we're free, I need to ask you-"

A random alpha interrupted, clapping Vernon on the shoulder. "Vernon, old chap! I've wanted to get a word in with you. You simply must meet my nephew, George!"

"Duty calls." Vernon sighed. "Excuse me a moment, Jeonghan." He crossed the room with the alpha.

Jeonghan looked around the ballroom for the rest of the Chwes only to catch sight of Mingyu entering, shedding his jacket and hat. Jeonghan hurried over to greet the alpha. "I wasn't expecting to see you!"

Mingyu smiled. "I hope it's not an unwelcome surprise. You look incandescent, if I may say so."

"Why, thank you." Jeonghan curtsied playfully.

"Lord Seungkwan was kind enough to arrange an invitation for me." Mingyu informed Jeonghan. "I think he knows I've been helping you look into Subin's money. I've just come from London, actually. I was doing a bit of digging there on your behalf."

Jeonghan's eyes widened a bit. "Let's speak somewhere a bit more private. It's difficult to hear you over the music." They stepped into an armory right off the ballroom floor. "That's better. So did you come across anything interesting?"

Mingyu nodded. "I've been trying to track down details on that sum of money that Subin transferred to Mr. Womack. I contacted an acquaintance at the bank in London where your family has its accounts and when I mentioned your sister, he said he'd seen her."

"You think she transferred my aunt's funds in person?" Jeonghan asked.

"I suspect that's exactly why she was there." Mingyu confirmed.

Jeonghan bit his lip. "I have a hunch that Mr. Womack is her own account. A secret one. Emergency funds or the like. Something she could hide from you and the rest of the family."

Mingyu frowned. "I'm sure you know that omegas aren't allowed to open bank accounts in their own names. However, it's possibly she got an alpha friend to open one on her behalf."

"They would have to be awfully close to do something like that." Jeonghan said.

"What I do know is that she wasn't alone at the bank." Mingyu continued.

"So then this Womack was with her?" Jeonghan asked.

Mingyu nodded. "My friend, the bank teller, said this alpha was tall and of Oriental descent like us. He and Subin were speaking to each other quite intently."

"Tall and of Oriental descent…" Jeonghan couldn't help but eye Mingyu teasingly.

"I'd certainly be doing myself a disservice by giving you all this information if I were this alpha." Mingyu said with just a hint of amusement.

Jeonghan shrugged. "Worth a try. Was the alpha wearing a uniform?"

Mingyu furrowed his eyebrows. "Not that my friend mentioned."

"So we don't know his position yet." Jeonghan said. "But I have reason to believe that he may work here. That's why I wanted to come to this party."

"I'll help you look for him." Mingyu offered. "Anything that will get us closer to finding Subin's killer."

Vernon suddenly stepped into the armory. "Jeonghan?"

"I'm sorry, Vernon." Jeonghan said. "Mingyu had some news about Subin's financial affairs." He filled Vernon in on the details as they headed back into the ballroom. "And what about you? Have you learned anything new since we last spoke of Subin?"

"I managed to track down where the perfume bottle was purchased." Vernon said. "But it was just from a small shop in a little parish I'd never heard of. I can't imagine Subin knew anyone from there. Almost as if the killer purposefully went far out of their way to buy it."

"Did the shop owner remember who bought it?" Jeonghan asked.

Vernon shook his head. "She said that they hadn't kept records and that she couldn't remember."

Jeonghan sighed. "I think it's likely she is telling the truth. There's no reason to think they would have asked the buyer's name. And it was too much to hope the shop owner would know them."

"And Mingyu says she was with an alpha at the bank." Vernon said. "I suppose this is…the same alpha you mentioned before?"

Jeonghan hesitated, realizing he'd need Vernon's help in looking for the alpha and would have no good way of hiding his motivation. "There's something I think you should know." He gently placed a hand on Vernon's arm. "Maybe you should sit down for this."

"What on earth are you getting at?" Vernon asked. "Just tell me what you mean."

"I know I already told you about what I found at the inn, but I've learned more." Jeonghan said. "Subin was also visiting a hospital in London with someone I suspect to be the same alpha." He swallowed thickly, preparing himself for what he had to say. "I'm afraid that we should brace ourselves for the worst…that Subin was having an affair. What's more, I found a trunk fully of baby belongings stored in the hospital under the alias she's been using."

Vernon's eyes widened. "You're saying she could have been…with child?" For a moment, his expression went stony, then he curled his hands into fists. "That's impossible! Subin wouldn't. She couldn't have!"

"Please, Vernon, lower your voice." Jeonghan said, looking around the ballroom. "People might hear."

"I don't bloody care what people hear!" Vernon exclaimed. "You don't know the relationship she and I shared." He stormed off and Jeonghan followed after him. Vernon weaved through the crowd, accidentally bumping against Seungkwan's shoulder mid conversation.

"Cousin!" Seungkwan frowned. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Seungcheol, seeing the commotion from a distance, crossed the room. "What's all this? Are you alright, Vernon?"

"I'm fine!" Vernon snapped before exiting the ballroom with Jeonghan, Seungcheol, and Seungkwan hurrying after him.

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Vernon took a sharp turn in the foyer and entered an unlit room, clearly an area off limits to the party. He braced himself against a chair, breathing heavily. Seungcheol walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. "What's going on, Vernon?" Seungkwan asked. "You've given me a fright!"

"I'm sure Vernon just needs a minute." Jeonghan said.

The door opened and Mingyu entered, his eyebrows furrowed in concern. "I saw you all exit the ballroom in a hurry. Has Mr. Vernon fallen ill?"

"I'm not ill." Vernon snapped. "What happened is that the love of my life was unfaithful to me and that's what got her murdered!"

Seungcheol's eyes widened. "Subin had an affair?"

Jeonghan cleared his throat. "I guess the cat's out of the bag now. It's too late to take everything back." He looked at Vernon, who was still turned away. "Vernon, I have to tell you something. I already told all of them that Subin was murdered and that we're investigating it. I know we spoke about keeping it to ourselves, but I know they'll be helpful to us. And they want to help Subin regardless of the danger."

Vernon's eyes had glazed over as though his mind was miles away and his shoulders were hunched in defeat. "We must do what we must."

"Just let us know how we can help." Seungkwan said.

"Remember, our goal is justice." Jeonghan said. "We must unearth the truth of what happened. It won't bring Subin back but once her killer is behind bars, they won't be able to hurt anyone ever again."

"And what of this affair?" Seungcheol asked.

"That's why we're looking for this alpha." Mingyu said. "We think they were involved and stayed at an inn together."

Jeonghan nodded. "We must keep an eye out for another tall Asian alpha in case he wanted to harm Subin. He works as a servant here, but we don’t know which role."

"We're with you." Seungkwan said with determination. "Every step of the way."

"I know most of you only know me as the Yoon solicitor and we've only met a handful of times on the estate." Mingyu said. "But Subin was my friend, and I will do everything in my power to bring the truth to light."

Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan, the fire in his eyes sending a tingle through the omega's stomach. "Your sister did not deserve such an atrocity. No one does. I'm not afraid of the danger. I'll help you get justice for her. I swear."

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you all for your kindness. It means the world." He tried to peer into Vernon's eyes. "Vernon?"

Vernon blinked and nodded stiffly, straightening up slowly. "We must leave no stone unturned. No matter where it might lead us." He took a deep breath. "We should get back to the party before our absence draws attention."

"You're right." Jeonghan agreed. "Let's split up and choose different rooms to survey. We'll talk later."

The group scattered, returning to the main ballroom and exploring rooms adjacent to it. Jeonghan headed into the empty dining room to investigate and found Seungcheol already there. The alpha looked at him with a slight frown. "I was hoping to find a way down to the kitchens, but this stairwell seems to be locked."

"Maybe they're going in and out through the gardens today." Jeonghan said. "Lady Evans said most of the party was down there." As Seungcheol hummed, Jeonghan bit his lip. "I'm glad we don’t have to hide your involvement from Vernon anymore. I'm sure that was a strain for you."

Seungcheol sighed. "I had hoped he would choose on his own to trust me with this." He looked at Jeonghan, the sincerity in his voice palpable. "When everything feels overwhelming, know this…you have my support."

Jeonghan smiled a bit. "Thank you, Seungcheol."

After holding his gaze for a moment, Seungcheol looked away from Jeonghan and cleared his throat. "I saw a balcony nearby. Maybe we can watch the garden party from above, try to find this servant of yours. It'll give us a better vantage point than plunging into the chaos. Shall we go together?"

"Certainly." Jeonghan agreed. "Let's see what we find."

They emerged on the starlit terrace overlooking a vast garden below, hearing the partygoers' voices bubble up like champagne. "Let's take a look at what's down there…" Jeonghan murmured.

"I see one servant there who's tall but he's too far away to see his ethnicity." Seungcheol pointed across the garden. They waited until the alpha was practically under the balcony before seeing that he was just another standard Englishman.

Jeonghan scanned the rest of the party to no avail. "Looks like the other footalphas don't match the description." Jeonghan sighed, turning to Seungcheol. "I suppose we should head down now for a better look in case anyone's out of our view. Or perhaps our mystery alpha works in the kitchen or in another role."

The sound of strings floated up into the air from the tent as the musicians resumed playing and dancers began to pair up below. Jeonghan and Seungcheol exchanged a glance and then the alpha extended a hand to the omega. "May I have this dance?"

A flutter went through Jeonghan's chest. "Don't we have to keep up our search?"

"I'm sure the revelry will go many hours into the night." Seungcheol said. "Surely one dance won't hurt."

Jeonghan bit his lip to consider it before smiling. "Only if it's for more than one song."

Seungcheol raised his eyebrows. "More than one? You demand much of your dance partners. If I keep you to myself, the other guests will surely get jealous."

"Nothing would please me more." Jeonghan laughed.

Hesitantly, they both raised their hands. Then Seungcheol pulled Jeonghan into position, one hand clasping the omega's and one at his waist. They began to dance, unsure of what to say. "It's a beautiful night." Jeonghan mused after a moment.

"I didn't get a chance to compliment you earlier." Seungcheol said. "Your gown suits you perfectly."

Jeonghan felt his cheeks grow warm. "Thank you, Seungcheol." They waltzed for a few slow turns around the terrace, Jeonghan feeling Seungcheol's nearness and warmth. "You're rather good at this. Anything else you've been hiding from me, Seungcheol?"

Seungcheol chuckled. "Why so surprised? I've been adequately trained in all of the mundane rituals deemed 'social currency' by my class."

"And for all your reluctance and disdain, you still pass each test with flying colors." Jeonghan pointed out.

"I may dislike them, but I still intend to excel." Seungcheol said.

Jeonghan hummed thoughtfully. "An alpha of many contradictions."

They swept across the terrace, the wind softly coursing through Jeonghan's hair. "I'm relieved that Vernon and I are no longer hiding anything from each other." Seungcheol said. "I had long wanted to speak to him about what was on his mind."

"Are you usually open with one another?" Jeonghan asked.

"I wouldn't say that." Seungcheol shook his head slightly. "But our time apart while I was abroad might have been good for us. We didn't write often but when I returned, I felt that I had a better appreciation for him after his absence."

Jeonghan swallowed thickly. "I can relate to the feeling." Seungcheol spun Jeonghan out one time then pulled him back in, closer than before. Seungcheol's hand imperceptibly clasped Jeonghan's more firmly. "What's next for you? After we find out what happened to Subin?"

Seungcheol's face fell. "And after your wedding, you mean? As of yet, I'm uncertain. The open road is inviting but I'm unsure that's the best decision for me. I might get too used to it as a source of escape."

"An escape from what?" Jeonghan inquired.

"Nothing." Seungcheol shook his head. "There is nothing to escape from." He gave Jeonghan a little twirl, pulling the omega even closer into his arms as they continued to dance, avoiding Jeonghan's gaze the whole time.

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Actually, Seungcheol, there's something I need to tell you…" Seungcheol looked at him expectantly. "My engagement to Vernon…it's all for show."

Seungcheol blinked. "Pardon?"

"We thought if we acted as though we'd moved on from Subin's death, it might help draw out her killer." Jeonghan explained. "Not to mention allow us to attend all of these social functions under the guise of introducing ourselves as a couple." A thoughtful expression crossed Seungcheol's face. "I mean to let all of you know. I especially wanted to tell you because…" He trailed off, not able to say it aloud as he had barely even accepted it to himself.

"I see…" Seungcheol murmured softly, and Jeonghan thought he felt the alpha's hand on the back of his waist tighten slightly. "Be that as it may, you are still officially with Vernon, are you not?"

Jeonghan nodded. "For now."

On the next dance steps, Jeonghan shifted closer to Seungcheol, his heart racing. Seungcheol's hand tightened around him, steadying the omega. "One must keep up appearances." Seungcheol said. "Complete the illusion of duty to the family."

"I suppose." Jeonghan said. Seungcheol's breath was warm against Jeonghan's cheek and the omega's heart pounded in time to the distant music as they completed another spin around the balcony.

After one more dance, the song changed and Seungcheol came to a stop, holding Jeonghan's hands in his for a moment longer before letting go. "We should return to the search." The alpha said.

"Yes, I think you're right." Jeonghan agreed. He curtsied as Seungcheol bowed. Seungcheol straightened out his coat then offered Jeonghan his arm. Jeonghan let the alpha lead him back inside the manor, a curious new energy buzzing between them.

In the foyer, they strode toward the entrance to find the illuminated path leading to the gardens. Then Seungcheol nudged Jeonghan, pointing at a door under the stairway that was slightly ajar. "Looks like we found the servants' stairwell." The alpha murmured.

"Good eye." Jeonghan said. "Let's find out if our mystery alpha is down there."

Looking over their shoulders to make sure no one saw them, they carefully descended downstairs and peeked around the corner into the pantry. "Oy!" The cook jumped back. "You startled me."

"Hello." Jeonghan smiled politely. "Have you seen an alpha down here?"

The cook blinked. "What sort of alpha? There are many alphas who work in this household. But you really should be upstairs-"

Seungcheol stepped neatly in front of Jeonghan. "What he means to say is that Lady Evans sent us down here to check on the canapes. There's an emergency shortage out in the gardens."

"Heavens, already?" The cook's eyes widened. "I'll send another batch out immediately! Thank you, sir." Jeonghan shot Seungcheol a grateful look.

Someone rapped on the open door. "Excuse me, Mr. Jones? I'm turning in. The earl's son just arrived so he's the last one in and he's staying the night."

"Understood, thank you, Wen."

Jeonghan's eyes widened at the Asian chauffeur…and he was tall. And one of the initials carved into the candle had been a W. Could that have stood for Wen? He leaned closer to Seungcheol and whispered, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?'

Seungcheol nodded. "We've found our alpha."

"See you tomorrow then!" The chauffeur tipped his hat at the cook.

"Tomorrow it is, Jun." Well, there was the J from the JMW on the candle.

Seungcheol glared at the alpha's retreating back. "Let's see what he has to say for himself."

Jeonghan stepped out of the pantry and called out to the alpha. "Mr. Wen? I believe you were friends with Subin."

Jun stopped and turned to him, his eyes wide. "Excuse me?"

"No need to be shy." Jeonghan smiled, hoping coming off as friendly would make him more likely to open up. "She spoke of you fondly."

"Uh, I-I don't know any Subin." Jun shook his head a bit too quickly.

"Subin Yoon." Jeonghan said. "Surely you-" Before he could say another word, Jun darted away, slamming the door behind him. "Don't let him get away!" He threw open the door and took off after the alpha, Seungcheol right behind him.

"Uh, the stairs back to the house are the other way!" The cook yelled after them.

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Jeonghan and Seungcheol emerged at the back of the manor where the outdoor portion of the party was in full swing with guests chatting and dancing under a grand tent with a live band. "Where did he go?" Jeonghan asked, looking around frantically for the alpha they were chasing. Finally, he spotted Jun running toward the garage. He and Seungcheol started after him when Jeonghan almost slammed right into the dowager.

"Goodness gracious!" She exclaimed, looking at Jeonghan with a scandalized expression. "Would you mind explaining to me why you're comporting yourself in such a manner? What's more, you were seen cavorting and skulking about with Seungcheol here with your fiance nowhere in sight!"

"I wouldn't call it 'cavorting' exactly." Seungcheol mumbled.

The dowager huffed. "I've half a mind to pack up a car and take us all home immediately before you can embarrass the family further! Any goodwill we've incurred at this party is now severely in question. Thanks to you."

Jeonghan glanced around the party desperately, not wanting to lose Jun. "I'm sorry, my lady, I'll try to behave better."

"See that you do!"

Two familiar figures caught sight of Jeonghan and Seungcheol and ran up. "Is something the matter?" Seungkwan asked.

"May I assist?" Mingyu offered.

"Excuse us for just a moment, Grandmother." Seungcheol said.

The dowager narrowed her eye at Jeonghan. "I expect to see you on your best behavior for the remainder of the evening." She continued lecturing the omega as if no one had spoken.

Jeonghan tuned the dowager out as his allies gathered around, speaking in urgent whispers. "The chauffeur is our alpha." He brought Seungkwan and Mingyu up to speed. "I need to follow him before he gets away.

"You can't just bolt after him." Seungkwan said. "Not without drawing attention."

"-and furthermore, I expect to see you spending time with other families of influence-"

Seungcheol sighed. "I hate to admit it but Seungkwan's right. We need to keep a low profile until we're alone with him."

"Take one of us with you and we'll help you play the part and keep up pretenses." Mingyu said.

Jeonghan nodded and grabbed Seungcheol's arm. "Let's go."

The alpha turned back to the dowager. "Grandmother, I promise to keep an eye on Jeonghan for the remainder of the party. I'll be sure to introduce him to everyone in our circles that you wish him to be acquainted with."

"Well, if you promise!" The dowager exclaimed. "As long as everyone doesn't really mean everyone. There are a few that don’t meet my criteria." She waved her hand dismissively at the pair. "Off with the two of you then. But I better not hear of anything else unseemly."

"You won't." Jeonghan said. "I promise." He rushed into the tent with Seungcheol, relieved to see that the chauffeur had been waylaid by another servant.

"The butler wished to speak with you-"

"I apologize, I really must be off-"

"I suppose we'll have to push our way through here." Jeonghan said to Seungcheol. "Lt's hope we don't run into anyone we know."

Seungcheol nodded. "I'll do my best to intercede if we do."

They entered the thick of the garden party, trying to weave their way through the crowd. Suddenly a waiter moved in front of them in the narrow gap between tables, balancing a charcuterie board in one hand. Jeonghan ducked under the tray as it was lifted up by the much taller waiter, skidding past him easily. "Are you alright?" Seungcheol asked the omega.

"Yeah." Jeonghan said breathlessly. "Got to keep moving."

"Then watch out." Seungcheol gestured ahead. "My favorite person looks like he wants a word with you."

Earl Otis stepped forward at that moment to greet Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon! There you are! I keep meaning to invite you to come view my stuffed pheasant collection. Marquess Huntsbury found it most fascinating and helped me arrange my tableaus. I've only added to it since then!"

Jeonghan smiled politely. "I'd love to see it soon."

"Would you really?" The alpha seemed delighted by his response. "I had no idea you were so passionate about this topic! Is this art form as appreciated in the States? Although few can rival fellow Englishman John Hancock…did you know he would model birds with clay and cast them in plaster? Truly an innovator."

"Uh, very fascinating, Earl Otis…" Jeonghan tried to edge around him but was hedged in by the tables around. As the alpha droned on, Jeonghan could practically feel the chauffeur slipping out of his grasp.

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "Apologies, Earl Otis, but I've promised Mr. Yoon a dance and I'd hate to be rude to him."

The earl nodded in understanding. "Of course! We'll organize this visit another time!" Holding Jeonghan's arm firmly, Seungcheol was able to tug him past Earl Otis, allowing them to escape.

They continued on, dodging around party guests with plates of petits fours. As they neared the dance floor, Jeonghan's eyes widened. "It's chock full of people! Everyone's keen on the waltz all of a sudden."

"If we move with the crowd, that should be the path of least resistance." Seungcheol said.

They slid onto the dance floor where rows of dancers were doing a waltz and fell in with them. They shuffled across the dance floor, the dancers parting easily around them. When they reached the grass at the edge of the party, Jeonghan took a deep breath and looked around. He spotted the chauffeur talking with a butler, not yet to the garage. "There's still time!"

Seungcheol smiled. "We've made it through the labyrinth. Now for the hard part."

They rushed toward the edge of the garage just as the chauffeur opened the door and ran inside, glancing over his shoulder anxiously. "Mr. Wen!" Jeonghan called out. "We can talk about this! I'm not your enemy! I just need answers!" The alpha's hand fumbled for the door handle of the car behind him. Jeonghan reached out but Jun slid in and slammed the door, barely missing the omega's fingers. "Hey! Don't you dare-" The motor roared to life. Even as Jeonghan fumbled for the door again, the car tore out of the garage and down the driveway. "He's getting away again!" He and Seungcheol searched the garage for keys to another car.

Seungcheol uncovered a key rack on the wall behind an open cabinet. "Let's follow him!"

"I'll drive." Jeonghan said with determination. Seungcheol tossed him the keys and he caught them, climbing into the driver's seat.

"You know how to drive?" Seungcheol asked as he slid in next to Jeonghan. "Impressive." A nervous glint then entered his gaze. "You won't drive us off a cliff, will you?"

Jeonghan shot him a look. "Subin and I learned in secret. Lucky for you, that means I drive better in the dark." He grinned as he steered the car out of the garage, then floored it in the direction the chauffeur disappeared.

The engine revved as Jeonghan gave chase, the wind whipping through his hair in an exhilarating way. He expertly steered the wheel as he hit a turn, sending a spray of dust and dirt behind him. "How I've missed being behind the wheel." He sighed in content.

Seungcheol, gripped the edge of the seat tightly in his hands. "Are you sure you don't want to switch seats?"

"Very sure, Seungcheol." Jeonghan said.

The country road was quiet but eventually they saw Jun's headlamps in the distance. "Looks like we've bridged the distance." Seungcheol said.

"Now that we've caught up, let's lay low for a while to see if he'll lead us straight to his destination." Jeonghan said. "Otherwise, we might frighten him into trying to evade us." He slowed the car, turning off the headlamps.

"Why do you think he ran earlier?" Seungcheol asked.

"I think he's still trying to protect his reputation." Jeonghan said. "Or maybe Subin's." Jun suddenly took a sharp turn down a hidden road. "And there we go. He's led us straight to it."

As Jeonghan pulled the car out onto the path the chauffeur disappeared down, he came to a clearing with a cheerfully lit cottage and a paddock for farm animals. "I suppose this is his home." Seungcheol mused. "Odd that he doesn't live on the estate."

Jeonghan parked the car out of view. Before he could climb out, Seungcheol gently touched his arm. "Before we go in…whatever truths we uncover, I want you to know you have my unconditional support. I'm here for whatever you need."

Smiling softly, Jeonghan leaned over and placed a tender kiss on Seungcheol's cheek. The alpha's cheeks began to turn bright red as Jeonghan pulled back. "I can't thank you enough for everything." Jeonghan said sincerely.

A shy smile appeared on Seungcheol's face. "Don't judge my performance yet. Let's see how useful I really prove to be." He gently touched a finger to his cheek before clearing his throat. "Now let's go find some answers."

"You're right." Jeonghan nodded. "The chase is over. This alpha knows something about my sister and I'm going to find out what."

After climbing out of the car, Jeonghan stepped up to the cottage door and knocked loudly. When no one answered, he pounded harder until finally a young omega around his age tentatively opened the door. "Good evening." He sounded a bit flustered as he greeted Jeonghan. "How might I help you?"

"I am looking for Mr. Wen." Jeonghan said. "He works for Lord Evans as a chauffeur, and I believe he was a friend of my sister's."

The omega peered at Jeonghan curiously. "And who might your sister be?"

"Subin." Jeonghan said. "Subin Yoon."

The omega glanced back into the house then turned back to Jeonghan and nodded. "Very well. Come in."

Jeonghan exchanged a glance with Seungcheol but followed the omega into the snug cottage. "Thank you for hearing what we have to say." Seungcheol said.

The omega gestured toward a worn set of wooden chairs and table for them to sit. "I'm Minghao." The omega introduced himself. "Mr. Wen's bride."

"Bride?" Jeonghan repeated, eyes widening.

Minghao nodded before turning his head towards a door in the corner. "Jun! Come on out!"

The alpha entered cautiously from the room, rolling up his sleeves. "I can't believe you followed me all the way home."

"I will not let you keep secrets from me about my sister." Jeonghan said. "I need to know what happened to her. Subin would want you to help me. If you knew my sister, you must realize why it's so important for me to understand what happened just before she died."

Jun's face fell. "Yes, we were devastated when we heard what had happened."

"We're terribly sorry about your sister." Minghao said.

Jeonghan took a deep breath. "I only want to learn the truth about her last days. I learned that you were…close."

"Just tell us what you know." Seungcheol said. "For Subin's sake."

The couple relaxed slightly. "We'll tell you everything." Minghao said. "I promise. But it may be easier if you see for yourself."

He led them to the adjoining room where Jeonghan found an infant gurgling happily in a handmade crib. His eyes widened as the pieces started to fall into place. "Is this your baby?" He asked softly.

Proud smiles appeared on both of their faces. "Meet our lovely Jingyi."

Jingyi reached up and tugged on Seungcheol's hand that was resting on the crib. The alpha awkwardly made a shaking hands motion with her. "Hello…you…there." The infant laughed.

Minghao picked up Jingyi, cradling her in his arms. "I used to work as a housemaid on the Evans estate." He explained. "When Subin visited, I was assigned to her. She was such a kind omega. Not grand at all. We took a liking to each other instantly."

"You just have to tell Jun how you feel, Minghao!" Subin exclaimed.

Minghao let out a sad laugh. "You make it sound so easy."

Subin smiled. "I have an idea. Why don't you write him a letter? I'll hand it off to him the next time I'm in the car and if he writes back, I can pass it the same way. No one will ever be the wiser!"

"What happened next?" Seungcheol asked.

Jun looked at Minghao with a soft gaze. "Little did Minghao know that I had always loved him from afar."

"We can't keep meeting like this." Minghao whispered. "We'll surely get caught."

"I know." Jun reached out to gently brush Minghao's hair out of his eyes. "But I can't give you up. Not now that I know you feel the same way about me."

"As you're aware, it's not allowed for unmarried staff to become involved with one another." Minghao said. "But when Subin visited, she helped us arrange places to meet so Jun and I could be together."

Jeonghan's eyes widened a bit. "So you were the recipient of the letter Joshua told me about! Not Subin! You were supposed to meet Jun in the stables at midnight."

"You saw my letter?" Jun asked. "No wonder you thought…" He shook his head. "But yes, you're right."

Looking between the couple, Jeonghan could see just how much love that had for each other. "If I were in your position, I'd have done the same thing. Love is more important than any silly jobs or rules."

"Given how secretive you're still being, dare I guess you never got the Evanses' permission to marry?" Seungcheol asked.

Jun sighed. "As you probably know, I got caught in the end. I was reprimanded for that letter they found but fortunately allowed to keep my position."

"They never figured out my identity so I as able to stay." Minghao added on.

"Lord and Lady Evans never found out either." Jun continued. "Our housekeeper and butler hid it to appear as though everything was going well."

Minghao frowned. "Unfortunately, when I found I was with child, I knew I would be fired the moment I began to show." Jun took Minghao's hand. "I turned in my notice before they could find out. Perhaps if we had gotten married first then the Evanses might have made a place for us. But they would never approve once it was clear we anticipated the wedding night."

Seungcheol nodded in understanding. "So you've been living here in hiding, avoiding scandal. That can't be easy."

"I still work and live on the estate." Jun said. "But I sneak off to visit Minghao whenever I can. It gets harder and harder to make excuses."

"But how does Subin tie into all of this?" Jeonghan asked. "Aside from helping you first meet?"

"When I found out I was expecting, she was the only one I could think to tell." Minghao said. "I wrote her immediately."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "I knew she had received letters from someone in the county of Dorwick. They were from you? Not your husband?"

Minghao nodded. "For the most part. And then one day, she came to visit us in person to show us something."

Subin led the way joyously down the path. "But where are we?" Minghao asked in confusion.

"Whose property is this?" Jun looked around anxiously. "Aren't we trespassing?"

"That's impossible." Subin laughed. "For this is to be your new home. The two of you--three of you--aren't alone. I'll personally make sure of it."

"Subin vowed she would do everything in her power to help us." Minghao smiled. "And she did."

"That was very generous." Seungcheol mused.

"I can't say I'm surprised but I'm glad she bought you this cottage." Jeonghan said as Jingyi began fussing a bit in Minghao's arms. Jeonghan held his finger out to the baby, and she wrapped her hand around it.

"Subin knew we only had Jun's wages to rely on while I was with Jingyi." Minghao said.

Jun nodded. "And her kindness didn't stop there."

"She even attended some of my appointments at the hospital." Minghao said. "She recommended the physician to us."

"We'd go all the way to London to avoid drawing attention." Jun said.

"Subin, are you sure this is really necessary?" Minghao asked as he looked around the hospital. "I could just see the village midwife. Besides, this must be costing you a fortune."

Subin shook her head. "Nonsense. I want you to have the very best care. You and the baby are both going to be healthy and well. I swear on my life."

Jeonghan's eyes widened in realization. "That's why there wasn't a file on Subin in the hospital. She was never the patient. You were."

Minghao nodded. "She and my husband would sit in the waiting room together for hours."

"She'd send us gifts by mail too when she couldn't come see us in person." Jun added on.

"I wonder if that's why Baroness Lee said Subin was always at the post office sending packages." Jeonghan said thoughtfully.

"It's been a hard time." Jun said. "And ours was a whirlwind courtship. But Jingyi's been our one bright light to come out of all this mess."

As Jeonghan gently tickled the baby, he thought about all the other questions he had. "Why were you together at the inn? And why did Subin call you her husband?"

"I don't have a telephone so sometimes I would go out to Windcroft to talk with Subin about finances and supplies." Jun explained. "The inn is one of the few places we could meet in private, and the innkeeper doesn't mind people's business."

"So you were trying to avoid attention." Jeonghan said in understanding.

"Although it seems to follow us regardless." Minghao said. "Not that we aren't pleased to meet you."

"Did she transfer money to you?" Jeonghan asked.

Minghao nodded. "She did help us financially. She was a very generous soul. She said she didn't need us to repay her though we wanted to try."

"What was the trunk in the hospital for?" Jeonghan asked. "Subin left it there. I suppose that was for you as well?"

"A trunk?" Minghao furrowed his eyebrows. "We don’t know anything about that."

"It held some baby clothes and a few other belongings." Jeonghan informed them. "Almost as if someone were planning to elope."

Jun sighed. "Then it likely was supplies for us. But she must have passed before she could inform us about it."

"We'll contact the hospital about it and be sure to pick it up in that case." Minghao said.

"Thank you for telling us." Jun gave Jeonghan a grateful smile.

Jeonghan nodded slightly before asking, "Why were you and Subin dancing at the town hall?"

Minghao grinned. "Those dances were great fun! We attended them together, the three of us, when we could all get to Windcroft. I wasn't always in a condition to be dancing but I enjoyed watching from the sidelines."

"Subin often wanted to escape from life up at the house." Jun said. "And my bride wanted a distraction as well."

"Last thing…" Jeonghan bit his lip as he thought of the hidden chamber he'd explored with Seungcheol and the story the alpha had shared. "Did you ever argue with Subin in a hidden room? In Windcroft to be exact. Or do you recognize this item?" He pulled out Subin's compact that he'd carried with him every day since discovering it.

Minghao frowned. "Not that I remember but I couldn't say for sure."

Jun shook his head. "We never met on Windcroft Estate proper. It wouldn't be seemly for us to be there."

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "I'd like to learn more about the money she gave you. My understanding is that the records of the transaction were kept quite obscure. How did you manage that?"

"That would be my friend." Jun said. "He works in the mercantile exchange and was able to help us open the account discreetly."

"We didn't want it tied to our family name for personal reasons." Minghao said.

Jeonghan nodded. "Thus, Garland Tevin Womack." He looked about the cottage, trying to envision living in hiding for such a long time. "Have you considered moving to where no one knows you? Perhaps that would give you a fresh start."

Jun wrapped an arm around Minghao. "We've spent too much time making this place our home with Subin's help."

"We'd rather keep a low profile." Minghao said. "At least until Jingyi is older and no one will be counting backward to our wedding date."

"I'm sorry I ran off earlier." Jun apologized. "I just wanted to protect my family. If the earl found out about them, I'd be out of a job. And then we'd have no income at all." Jeonghan glanced sadly over at Jingyi.

"We do owe a lot to your sister." Minghao said. "We wanted to return her generosity sometime to show our gratitude."

"We did send her a small wedding gift but I'm not certain whether she received it." Jun said.

Jeonghan thought back to the candle Mingyu had shown him with the letters JMW carved into it. "Was the wedding gift a decorative candle?"

Minghao's eyes widened. "Why, yes! How did you guess? I made it myself. I wrote our initials on it so that she would know who it was from."

"I'm glad that's one mystery solved then." Jeonghan smiled.

Minghao leaned down to retrieve something from Jingyi's crib. "The last time we saw Subin, she gave us this toy. Our daughter adores it. Subin said she made it herself." He held out a teddy bear.

Jeonghan's eyes widened as a sense of nostalgia washed over him. "Subin made me a doll once. When she was just taking interest in sewing. She loved to sew toys in her spare time." He held the toy bear sadly, moving his hand across the soft fur.

Seungcheol frowned in concern. "Are you alright, Jeonghan?" He asked softly and Jeonghan just gave him a tiny nod in answer.

"We've made Jingyi some toys of our own since then." Minghao said before biting his lip. "Why don't you take the bear?"

"Are you certain?" Jeonghan asked.

Minghao nodded sadly. "Please do. I'd love for you to have something that reminds you of Subin. It's the least we can do for her brother."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said. "It truly does help me feel closer to her. I remember the day she gave me my doll…"

13 years ago…

"Jeonghan?" Subin ran into his room. "There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!"

Jeonghan looked at her with a guilty expression. "I dropped Miss Marbles somewhere, but I found her under the stairs. I won't lose her again, I promise."

"I didn't know you were still playing with Miss Marbles." Subin said. "I thought Father said you were getting a little old for her."

"But you made her for me." Jeonghan said.

Subin smiled as she climbed onto Jeonghan's bed with him. "I'm honored you don't wish to part from her. But you don't have to keep her just because of me." She picked up Miss Marbles. "As long as you know I love you and you're not alone, then that's what matters."

Two years ago…

"Jeonghan!" Subin climbed up into the attic where the male omega was. "Everyone's looking for you. You don't want Eunjung to think you're not happy about her second child, do you? She'd never let you forget it!"

"I'm sorry." Jeonghan said. "I've been busy digging around. It's a treasure trove up here. I can't believe I didn't come up here earlier. Look what I found!" He held up Miss Marbles.

Subin laughed. "Miss Marbles? I haven't seen her in ages! Look how dusty she is!"

Jeonghan giggled. "A little worse for wear but nothing I can't fix."

"That's a perfect reminder though." Subin said. "Soon we'll have another baby brother or sister to spoil, same as we spoil each other."

"I think it'll be fun to have another sibling." Jeonghan smiled. "Perhaps I can pass Miss Marbles on to him or her."

"Exactly." Subin said. "We have to keep the traditions alive."

Present day.

"I didn't bring my doll with me to England." Jeonghan said softly. "I'm a little old for it now. Still, it's nice to see something similar again." As he squeezed the bear, he noticed something hard underneath the stuffing. Furrowing his eyebrows, he felt around until he found a hidden pouch in the seams of the toy's side. He poked his finger inside of it and pulled out a heavy signet ring. "Did you not notice this before? Quite an unexpected thing to find in a toy."

"I'm glad you found it before Jingyi did." Minghao said.

"Does the ring belong to your sister?" Jun asked.

Jeonghan frowned. "Maybe. It's not her style. I'll have to look into it for sure. I wonder why she hid it here. Perhaps she thought it'd be safer than at Windcroft Manor."

Minghao shook his head. "She never mentioned anything to us about it."

"She did give us this toy the very last time we saw her." Jun said. "And before that we hadn't seen her in a long time."

Seungcheol peered over at the ring. "I think that's the signet for the Walrus Club. The alpha's club in London I told you about in the teahouse. I'm not a member but I believe they use it as a sort of passkey into the headquarters."

"We'll have to check that out then." Jeonghan said, gently putting the toy in his bag.

"Your sister truly was a wonderful soul." Jun said sincerely. "We'll always have fond memories of her."

Minghao nodded in agreement. "I'm glad we were able to share some of them with you."

Jeonghan smiled. "As am I."

Jingyi began to fuss again so Minghao carried her into the main room to nurse her, the others following him. "I'm afraid we saw a lot less of your sister in the few weeks before she died." Jun said.

"What do you mean?" Seungcheol asked.

"I expect because we introduced her to the cause." Jun said. "That's another reason we often met clandestinely in Windcroft. She wanted to learn more about politics and ways to help society."

Minghao looked up once he got Jingyi settled against his breast. "After that, I'm afraid she got rather embroiled in it. She was always away in London and such. I'm afraid she might have angered some political figures in the process. She was always so outspoken. But I knew her heart was in the right place."

Jeonghan and Seungcheol looked at each other. "What 'cause'?" Jeonghan asked. "What did my sister get involved in?"

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Jeonghan looked between Jun and Minghao in confusion. "Subin was involved with some cause? What kind of trouble was she in?"

"The cause." Minghao repeated. "That's just what Subin liked to call it. Her term for trying to fix all the things that were wrong in the world."

Jun nodded. "She didn't jump in all at once, mind you."

"Right." Minghao said. "I told her about a charity I'd found support from before. One devoted to helping omegas in difficult circumstances."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "Difficult circumstances?'

"Those who've been forced into prostitution or those with young children and no alpha to support them." Minghao clarified. "Things of that nature. As you might imagine, when Subin learned of it, she was keen to contribute as well."

"That sounds like a worthy cause." Seungcheol mused.

"She had to do much of it in secret of course." Minghao said. "Sometimes the work would be late at night past when a proper omega should be out on their own."

"Does this organization have a name?" Jeonghan asked. "Or a location?"

Minghao nodded. "The Omegas' House. It's a shelter, a religious order, between Dorwick, where we are now, and Windcroft."

Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to process the new information. "So besides helping the two of you, these meetings could explain why Subin was sneaking out so much. She must have been afraid someone would stop her. She probably thought the dowager would forbid her to be involved if she told the family what she was doing."

"Aye, that would make sense." Minghao agreed. "Especially when she got involved with something larger."

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan asked.

Jun hesitated a bit before answering. "One of the charity organizers is also involved in a number of political causes. Chiefly the omegas' suffrage movement but others as well." He and Minghao both checked that no one was outside the window before continuing.

"Criticizing the Crown and accusing the army of all kinds of abuses around the world." Minghao said.

"That seems like a lot to take on." Jeonghan said. "Was Subin actually doing something against the Crown and the army?"

"All we know is she joined a group in London dedicated to fighting imperialism and that's where she was spending nearly all her free time." Jun said.

Seungcheol crossed his arms. "I was forbidden from getting involved in such groups when I was an officer. Now that I’m free though I'd join up in a heartbeat."

Minghao frowned. "After joining them, she got too busy to stay involved with the Omegas' House. But we understood of course."

"Where in London is this new group located?" Jeonghan asked.

Jun shook his head. "We're not sure. We just know they do most of their picketing and pamphleteering there."

"And we don't know if they have a name." Minghao added on. "But I believe they're quite well known if you ask in the right places."

Jeonghan leaned over toward Seungcheol. "Should be worth finding them. Maybe there was someone she rubbed the wrong way or who was holding a grudge."

Seungcheol nodded. "Agreed."

Jeonghan sighed, thinking over what they'd learned so far. "I wish she hadn't felt she needed to conceal these things. I understand why she didn't tell her in laws or the rest of the family, but she could have confided in me. It's not as if I didn't share her ideals."

Jingyi looked up blearily from Minghao's shoulder and began to fuss, causing Minghao to gently shush and bounce her. "Perhaps she didn't want you to worry for her." Jun said. "Their rallies can get quite lively after all."

"I would have been right there with her." Jeonghan insisted. "I'm not afraid to roll up my sleeves and fight for a good cause."

Minghao smiled. "No, I can see that you're not."

"All the same, it was dangerous." Jun reiterated. "There was quite a scuffle at the first rally we attended."

Seungcheol raised his eyebrows. "You accompanied her?"

Jun nodded. "I was ostensibly her driver, of course, but I also wanted to make sure she was safe."

"Especially since we had introduced her to the Omegas' House and gotten her involved in the first place." Minghao said before turning to Jun. "Show him the newspaper, dear."

Jun stood up and retrieved a newspaper from a large pile on the table. "There's Subin in the back row." He pointed to the picture on the front page. "You can just barely see her hat and face. I remember how excited she was that day. It was quite a memorable day if you'd like to hear about it."

Jeonghan nodded. "Subin was always taking risks to fight for what she believed in. I'd love to hear more."

"Very well." Jun smiled. "Even though I worried for her, I was happy I could offer my aid…"

London. Several months ago…

"Deeds, not words! Omegas demand the right to vote!"

After Jun parked, Subin pushed through the crowd, bouncing on the balls of her feet to see the rally speaker standing on the bench. "Look! There's Lily Taylor! All the omegas were gushing about how engaging she is."

Jun caught Subin by the arm before she could shove her way forward. "Careful, Miss Yoon. It may seem like fun and games now, but these rallies can turn dangerous."

"That's the cost of getting justice!" Subin exclaimed. "Nothing will get done without some risk."

The alpha shook his head with a laugh. "I know you want to give your all and it's admirable. This isn't even your homeland after all. But you never know if there are agents provocateurs lurking about."

Subin smiled. "You worry too much. I'll be careful. I promise."

"And I'll keep watching your back." Jun sighed. "Omegas have been gaoled for less than this. Some of the most famous suffragettes went on hunger strikes in gaol until they were released."

"They were arrested for demanding the right to vote?" Subin asked incredulously. "That's outrageous!"

"Or for chaining themselves to the gates of Parliament." Jun said. "Blocking traffic. Unomegalike behavior."

Subin scoffed. "All the more reason to make sure our message is heard! If omegas had the right to vote, we'd see to it that it's not a crime to speak our minds!" As she waded into the crowd, Jun followed with a grin.

"Deeds, not words! Votes for omegas!"

An all-omegas brass band played on the bridge in front of a government building as Lily Taylor spoke to the gathered crowd. "They want us to be proper brides and mothers! We want to be ourselves! To use our voices! We are our own people with thoughts and hopes and dreams! And we deserve a say in our country and our lives!" Omegas murmured in agreement as Subin watched the charismatic speaker, completely enraptured. "We must open the vote to all subjects of the Crown! You there! Why don't you tell us what gaining the vote would mean to you?" She pointed directly at Subin. "Come now, don't be shy. Make your voice heard! Since Parliament doesn’t want to hear us."

Subin cleared her throat. "Getting the vote is the first step to healing society. If we finally have a say, we can bring about much needed change! There's no cause we cannot tackle once we win the fight for suffrage! And it's absurd that unwed mothers are shunned and lose work while the children's fathers face no punishment whatsoever." She noticed that the crowd around was watching her intently and she raised her voice, gaining confidence. "We need to give our support to these omegas, votes or no!"

Lily smiled. "You see, people of Britain? With omegas' suffrage, all of society will benefit!" The band started back up again as the omegas around Subin applauded.

Jun chuckled. "I should've known you'd fit right in."

As Subin looked around the cheering crowd, she noticed a group of alphas in nice suits listening from the bridge. "Who are they?"

Jun shielded his eyes to squint up at them. "That younger one on the left is an attaché. I recognize him from the earl's parties. I'm not sure of the older alphas."

Subin tilted her head. "The attaché looks displeased."

"Of course he'd displeased." Jun scoffed. "I imagine he's plenty happy with things just as they are." When Subin looked back up, she noticed the attaché was staring her way.

"Alright, omegas, that's quite enough!" A constable interrupted them. "Time to break it up and head home!"

"We really should be on our way." Jun said. "This could turn nasty if the police get involved."

Lily glowered at the constable. "Our voices will not be silenced!"

Jun took Subin's arm to steer her back toward the car. But when Subin glanced over her shoulder, she saw the attaché staring at her again.

Present day.

"I wonder who that attaché was." Jeonghan said. "It sounds like he really took an interest in Subin."

"Perhaps you'll be able to track him down in London." Jun said. "I'm afraid I don't know where the group usually holds their rallies."

"Don't worry." Jeonghan said. "I'm sure we'll find this group that she joined." He stood up, gathering his things. "I’m afraid we'd better get back. The party will be over soon, and the dowager will have my head if she finds I disappeared."

"And mine." Seungcheol sighed. "Much to my unceasing delight."

"You're welcome." Minghao gave Jeonghan a sad smile. "I'm glad we were able to tell you more about your sister."

Jun nodded solemnly. "There was no one quite like her. She will be missed but we're glad you're keeping her memory alive."

***

Jeonghan decided to take Claudio for a ride around Windcroft estate to clear his head. "I missed you terribly, Claudio." He said to the horse as they trotted through a nearby meadow. "I really needed to spend some time in the sun." Claudio neighed in response. "It's rather a lot to think through, you know…well, I don't suppose you would. But you help all the same."

They rode past the tenant homes, wind rifling Jeonghan's hair. 'I'm especially worried about these feelings for someone who isn't Vernon." Jeonghan admitted out loud for the first time. "I didn't expect it to happen and didn't want it to happen when I thought I'd be marrying Vernon. But now I can't help this fluttering feeling inside." He ran his fingers through Claudio's mane. "What do you think I should do, Claudio?" Claudio neighed enthusiastically and Jeonghan laughed, tugging the reins to steer them back toward the stables. "You're the best listener. I'm so glad that I can confide in you."

***

Jeonghan found Vernon doing his work in the solarium. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, ready to tell the alpha all he'd uncovered. Vernon looked up in surprise. "Jeonghan. Forgive me, you startled me. Do you need something?"

"I have good news." Jeonghan smiled as he stepped further into the room. "I wanted to tell you last night, but we never got a moment alone."

'What is it?" Vernon asked.

"Subin didn't have an affair." Jeonghan informed him. "Everything I found out, I had it all wrong. Vernon, Subin loved you all along!"

A smile slowly spread onto Vernon's face, and he walked over to the French doors, peering out onto the water. "I don't know what to say. It feels like a weight has been lifted from me. It's like…I'm free to love her again."

"I'm so glad that she didn't betray you." Jeonghan said.

"As am I." Vernon nodded. "And I ask forgiveness for my behavior at the ball. I should have controlled my temper."

Jeonghan shook his head. "I completely understand. It seemed like such terrible news."

Vernon furrowed his eyebrows. "But then who was the chauffeur to her?"

"Subin helped him and his bride out of a difficult situation." Jeonghan said. "The first of her many charitable acts, as it turns out." He told Vernon everything he'd learned the night before.

"I knew she had done some charity work here and there." Vernon said. "But I had no idea she was that involved. Do you really think someone would have murdered her over her generosity?"

Jeonghan shrugged. "I still don't know. But that's what we're going to find out. If we can convince the family to let us take an extended stay in London, that is."

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Vernon's father sighed deeply as the family sat around the parlor. "The party was amusing but I'm afraid it's back to reviewing ledgers for me. These figures won't add themselves."

Seungcheol smiled from his seat across from the older alpha. "I defer to Vernon on the actual computations but I'm here for morale."

"Helpful as always, Seungcheol." Vernon's mother shook her head in amusement. "And what are your plans, Jeonghan?"

Jeonghan cleared his throat quietly. "Actually, I was thinking how much I'd like to spend a few days in London." He gave a careful nod to Vernon.

"London again?" The dowager asked in surprise. "Whatever for?"

"I want to visit my aunt." Jeonghan said. "She lives in London, and I still haven't had a chance to see her. She's invited me and Vernon to stay with her for a while to keep her company."

Simon pursed his lips thoughtfully. "I remember Subin visiting her often."

The dowager huffed. "I'm not quite convinced. You've been mucking about in the village and London long enough. You're to be the Viscountess of Ashbourne here in Windcroft, not in London!"

"My lady has a point." Melody frowned. "I've hardly had a moment to teach you how I plan events and manage the household staff."

"But surely you won't prevent Jeonghan from seeing his own kin?" Vernon asked.

"Of course not, dear!" Melody exclaimed. "Your aunt is welcome to join us in Windcroft any time."

Jeonghan exchanged a glance with Vernon, trying not to panic. "But I really should participate in the London Season." Jeonghan insisted. "How else am I to meet all of society before our wedding? Especially since I never had a debutante ball of my own?"

"He has a point there." Seungcheol chimed in, and Jeonghan sent him a grateful smile, the omega's chest fluttering slightly. The Chwe family mulled it over, Lord Ashbourne stroking his chin. "Isn't Wonwoo Jeon's debutante ball coming up?" Seungcheol then pointed out. "Vernon and Jeonghan shouldn't offend by not attending."

"That's true…" The dowager hummed.

Simon frowned. "We kept our townhouse in London shuttered this year because we didn't feel up to participating in the Season ourselves after…" He trailed off.

"That's why we must stay with Jeonghan's aunt." Vernon said. "She'd be happy to chaperone us."

Melody smiled decisively. "I see no fault in that argument. Besides, young Jeonghan hasn't yet been to a party in London! You must experience it at least once."

"What of the wedding preparations?" The dowager asked.

"All that's really left is the venue, isn't it?" Melody pointed out. "And we'll telephone if we find any that look promising."

Jeonghan smiled. "Then that's settled. Thank you."

Seungcheol suddenly cleared his throat. "I need to go to London as well. To, uh, attend the parties. For the Season." He gave Jeonghan a meaningful look that had the omega's cheeks growing warm.

"You've never cared about the Season before." Melody said in surprise. "Especially after going through that bout of heartbreak. Why the sudden change?"

"People change." Seungcheol said simply.

"Seungcheol should come." Jeonghan blurted out, pulling everyone's gazes to him. "So people see the Chwe family all together." He quickly added on. "Otherwise, everyone will be inquiring after him and it wouldn't be becoming."

Melody nodded. "I expect you're right. Good thinking ahead, Jeonghan."

Simon smiled. "It's so nice to see you wanting to take a more active role in the social scene, Jeonghan."

"Yes and it only took the latter quarter of my lifetime." The dowager grumbled.

Vernon cleared his throat. "Now that the plans are finalized, we'd best go make preparations."

As the three younger adults headed upstairs to pack, Jeonghan gestured for Vernon to join him in the study. "For a moment there, I thought they wouldn't let us go." Jeonghan said in relief.

"I knew you could persuade them." Vernon smiled.

"We'll have to be careful to keep up our pretense around my aunt though." Jeonghan said. "She's got a nose for scandal like no one you've ever met."

Vernon opened his mouth to respond but quickly snapped it shut as Seungcheol joined them in the room. "I hope it's alright I volunteered myself." Seungcheol said. "I assumed you two were planning to do some investigating."

Jeonghan smiled. "I'm happy to have you there. I hope we'll have plenty of time to investigate together."

"Yes, precisely." Seungcheol nodded, holding Jeonghan's gaze.

Vernon glanced between the two of them. "Why are the two of you acting out of sorts?"

Jeonghan's cheeks burned as his head shot towards Vernon. "I'm just saying that Seungcheol will be useful." He said and Seungcheol nodded in agreement. "Two heads are better than one!" He let out a nervous laugh. "Or three heads, in this case."

"Right…" Vernon furrowed his eyebrows quizzically as he left the room. Jeonghan practically ran out of the study as well to avoid looking at Seungcheol, his cheeks nearly on fire.

***

Jeonghan's Aunt Seohyun met Jeonghan, Seungcheol, Vernon, and Joshua near the train station shortly after they arrived in London. "Jeonghan!" She squealed, throwing her arms open to welcome him in a warm embrace. "Look at you, darling, so posh! And with such handsome young alphas to do your bidding!"

Vernon raised his eyebrows. "Do his bidding?"

Seungcheol chuckled. "Jeonghan can be most persuasive. I’m Seungcheol, Vernon's cousin. And I'm sure you've met Vernon."

Jeonghan wrapped an arm around Vernon's pulling him closer as he tugged him forward to meet Seohyun. "Here's my handsome fiance now!"

"Uh, yes, lovely to see you again." Vernon greeted Seohyun. Jeonghan felt Seungcheol's eyes on him but tried to ignore it.

"How exciting!" Seohyun beamed. "It's good to see the two of you side by side. The perfect picture!"

Jeonghan smiled. "And this is Joshua Hong, my omega's maid."

Joshua curtsied. "We've heard so much about you, Miss!"

"Miss is right!" Seohyun laughed. "You won't catch me settling down anytime soon!"

"Indeed?" Vernon asked in surprise. Seohyun looped her arm through Jeonghan's and hauled him down the sidewalk, leaving the alphas and Joshua to have to hurry to keep pace.

After a few turns, Seohyun stopped outside the door to her home. "Here we are, the humble abode. If you don't mind, I'm going to steal Jeonghan away to catch up just the two of us! My butler will see to it that the rest of you are taken care of. Then we can all have a proper dinner together tonight."

"Enjoy yourselves." Seungcheol said. "Don't get up to too much trouble without us."

Seohyun leaned over to pinch Vernon's cheek. "Oh, no, we'll wait for you alphas for the real trouble to start!"

Vernon gave her a weak smile. "How…lovely…"

Jeonghan hid a smile, waving to the others as Seohyun led him into a nearby shop. "Oh, my." He gasped as he looked around. "This reminds me of the most avant garde ateliers back in New York!"

"Isn't it swell?" Seohyun grinned. "We need to find you something sophisticated, daring, and glamorous to show you off at all the parties! Starting with the debutante ball later this week!"

They began browsing the gowns on display. "I suppose gowns like these are casual wear for you, aren't they, Aunt Seohyun?"

"If only!" Seohyun laughed. "Believe it or not, I'm not always sipping champagne and dancing the night away. Just most of the time."

"And flirting, as I recall." Jeonghan chuckled.

"Naturally!" Seohyun exclaimed. "I had the most delightful few days in Paris with an alpha I met in an art gallery. We rode bicycles down the Champs-Elysees."

"Jacque, right?" Jeonghan asked.

Seohyun frowned. "Oh, heavens, no! I've stopped seeing him. I'm enjoying Jean now." She glanced around surreptitiously. "And then there's the violinist in Berlin. She makes the best coffee."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "That all sounds terribly exciting. And nothing at all like your sister."

"Ah, well, Eunjung and I always were very different people." Seohyun said flippantly. "And how are you getting along with Mr. Tall and Brooding?"

It took Jeonghan a second to realize she meant Vernon not Seungcheol. "We're bonding more than we ever expected." He plastered a smile on his face, hoping to seem in love. "I'm fully swept away."

Seohyun raised her eyebrows. "Really? I can't lie and say I'm not surprised to hear it but I'm glad things are working out." She inspected Jeonghan carefully. "You know you don't have to put on such a brave face for me, don't you?"

Jeonghan blinked in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"I certainly know what it's like to have someone pushed on you." Seohyun said sympathetically. "Even my own younger sister wanted me to marry myself away. Although seeing as I'm not lacking for family fortune, I wonder why she was so persistent. For image, I suppose. I know it can be hard to forge your own path. I'm here for you, truly, if you ever want to talk."

Jeonghan hesitated, swallowing thickly before turning up the smile once more. "I don't know what you mean. I'm perfectly happy with Vernon."

Seohyun frowned as if she were disappointed, then beamed as though the moment never happened. "Then that's all I could ask for you. I'm over the moon to hear it. Here we are!" She pulled out a shimmering beaded gown from the rack and held it up to Jeonghan. "Oh, darling, I think this will do the trick nicely. It has some Gothic inspiration but looks modern all the same." She thrusted the black and scarlet gown into Jeonghan's hands. "Go ahead, try it on and see what you think."

Jeonghan ducked behind the changing screen with an attendant to try on the gown, his lips parting in awe as he looked at himself in the provided mirror. "I look so elegant yet bold and daring."

"The perfect combination." Seohyun said in approval. "How about it?"

"I love it." Jeonghan smiled. "I think it'll be just the thing to make my name known at the next party."

"Splendid!" Seohyun put her hands on Jeonghan's shoulders, smiling fondly as the younger omega continued to look at his reflection. "Subin would be so proud to see you living so brightly and radiantly."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "I don't know if that's how she'd see me." He said quietly.

Seohyun sighed. "I know it's still hard, Jeonghan, and it probably will be for quite some time, but you truly seem in your element here. The glow you had when you stepped off that train platform, that mischievous gleam in your eye, it reminds me of when I decided I wanted to make London my home a few years ago. I think you're going to thrive here in England."

"You really think so?" Jeonghan asked.

"I know it." Seohyun smiled. "You'll see, dear nephew."

***

Jeonghan was taking tea in the parlor when Seungcheol entered the room. "While we're here, what about looking into that signet ring you found in the baby's toy bear?" The alpha asked as he sat down across from Jeonghan reaching out to pour himself a cup of tea.

"The one for the alphas' club?" Jeonghan asked and Seungcheol nodded. "An excellent idea. Do you happen to know where it is?"

"It's not too far from here." Seungcheol said. "If we went now, we could be back well before dinner with your aunt." He took a long sip of tea.

Jeonghan smiled and set his own cup down, standing up. "By all means, lead the way."

After dragging Seungcheol away from his tea and out of the townhouse, Jeonghan followed him to the Walrus club. The paused down the block, watching the entrance. "I've heard they move their headquarters every few years." Seungcheol said. "This is their newest location."

"It looks like the doorman is checking everyone's rings before letting them inside." Jeonghan mused.

"And I doubt they'd allow an omega inside…" Seungcheol pursed his lips. "Though I might have an idea."

"We've got to try." Jeonghan said with a determined expression. "Come on."

They both approached the entrance and Seungcheol held out the ring. "Terribly sorry, friend, I need to pop inside to fetch something I left earlier."

"Quite alright, sir." The doorman nodded. "But you know the rules. No omegas allowed."

Seungcheol frowned. "I can't leave him outside unchaperoned. It'll only take a moment."

The doorman hesitated. "I don't know, my lord…"

"But he is my fiance!" Jeonghan blurted out, taking a now stunned Seungcheol's hand into his while displaying Vernon's engagement ring. "You want him to desert me on the streets alone?"

Seungcheol cleared his throat, gaining his composure. "Uh, yes, precisely. What kind of precedent would I be setting as a proper alpha?"

The doorman looked between the two of them and sighed. "Just be quick about it, alright?"

"We shall." Jeonghan nodded, and hand in hand, the two of them walked into the club together.

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Jeonghan and Seungcheol lingered in the foyer, scanning the various clusters of chairs where alphas sat to drink, converse, and smoke cigars. "That was…an interesting tactic." Seungcheol mused, referring to Jeonghan's claim that he was his fiance.

"I had to think fast." Jeonghan said, feeling his cheeks flush. "And maybe it was wishful thinking." He said quietly to himself. But Seungcheol seemed to hear as the alpha stiffened next to him.

"Pardon!" A club member squeezed between them, making Jeonghan realize just how little distance there had been.

Jeonghan and Seungcheol looked away from each other to focus on their mission. "Isn't that the officer I saw you with last time we were in London?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol nodded. "It is. Who's he speaking to?"

They moved closer to listen in. "…alphas in club leadership positions. Lord Wilson, Count Johnson, Earl Otis, and Baron Lee are to be there."

"What about Alfred?"

"Well, he's a bit unreliable, isn't he? I understand he hasn't changed all his ways."

"I do hope this recruiting season goes well. One never truly knows with these new members, after all."

Seungcheol gave another quick look around the main parlor then beckoned Jeonghan to follow him. "Our time's up, I'm afraid. Let's head out before he recognizes me."

Jeonghan sighed. "If we must."

***

Jeonghan, Seungcheol, and Vernon waited in the parlor for dinner to start. "Don’t forget our true purpose." Jeonghan whispered to the alphas. "We must interrogate Aunt Seohyun to see what she knows about Subin's doings in London."

"Agreed." Vernon nodded.

"Without raising her suspicions." Seungcheol added on.

Aunt Seohyun ushered them all into the dining room once dinner was ready. "I'll put the latest Irving Berlin song on the phonograph while we eat." Soon the lively music filled the room. "There, that's much better. Try this cocktail out! See if it's to your liking. A bit of cognac, absinthe, bitters, and sugar all with a twist of lemon peel."

Jeonghan took a sip and hummed in delight. "It's delicious. I must bring the recipe back to Windcroft."

"You'd be most welcome!" Seohyun exclaimed.

"Yes, this sazerac is quite refreshing." Seungcheol said. "Thank you."

"And how are you finding it, Vernon?" Seohyun asked.

Vernon cleared his throat. "It's a deviation from my usual wine or Scotch but I'm not averse."

"Such high praise, Mr. Vernon!"

They started on their first course of a warm and soothing French onion soup. "So, Miss Park, you are the sister of Jeonghan's stepmother, correct?" Seungcheol asked. "You two seem awfully close for not even being blood relatives."

Jeonghan smiled. "Aunt Seohyun always opened my eyes to the world. She was always taking me to art galleries, the symphony, plays, but also to more risqué parts of the city where my parents would dare venture." Vernon's eyes widened at that.

Seohyun chuckled. "I thought it important you got a well-rounded education. Does that make me so sinful?"

"I like your way of thinking." Seungcheol grinned.

"My sister, Eunjung, has always been more concerned with appearances and propriety." Seohyun said. "Which is fine. I suppose one of us had to be. Me though, I only want to have a good time and enjoy what the world has to offer before I bite the dust."

Vernon frowned a bit. "You and Subin always got along so well too. She spoke fondly of you."

Seohyun smiled. "Did she now? I always thought she took me as too frivolous." She sighed. "I was proud of her though, always throwing herself into one cause or another."

The footman brought around their entrée of steak au poivre and Jeonghan raised an eyebrow after exchanging a look with Seungcheol. "Do you happen to know which causes she was involved in here?" Jeonghan asked. "I was hoping to make some donations in her memory."

"Oh, goodness, so may." Seohyun said. "She was always coming and going between Windcroft and London. She mentioned a charity ball once or twice. I think some of her society friends got a bit impatient with her because she stopped spending time with them to go do 'more important' things."

Jeonghan tilted his head. "Can you tell me about these charity balls?"

Seohyun hummed thoughtfully as if she were trying to recall. "They all blurred together. But I believe they were fundraisers hosted by nobles looking to support some organization. Something about impoverished omegas…ending British imperialism…oh, and omegas' suffrage, naturally."

"You don't happen to remember the organization name?" Jeonghan asked.

"No, I’m sorry." Seohyun shook her head. "But if you ask around town, perhaps you'll catch wind of them."

"Miss Park, Subin stayed here often when she came into London, right?" Seungcheol asked.

Jeonghan nodded. "Yes, did you ever see her with a companion?"

Seohyun shook her head again. "Nothing of the sort. She was always in and out and off to the next meeting or party like a gust of wind."

Vernon frowned. "So you never noticed anything troubling her?"

"Oh, there were a few times when she received a few letters and ran off to her room with a worried look." Seohyun said. "I assumed it was charity business, deadlines and such. Nothing to worry about."

"I'm sure it was." Jeonghan murmured.

"If you do want to find more of her friends though, there was some square here in London she was always visiting for one political rally or another." Seohyun informed them. "Something of a hotspot as I recall."

"What is it called?" Seungcheol asked.

"Seward Square, I believe." She tilted her head. "Why so many questions about Subin? You're not worried about something, are you?"

Everyone's eyes widened. "Uh, that is to say…"

When Vernon trailed off, Jeonghan quickly jumped in. "We just want to experience some of London for ourselves. We've been cooped up on the estate for too long. I want to experience some of what Subin saw in London."

Seohyun smiled. "If that's what you're looking for, darling, I'm sure you won't be disappointed." She dabbed at her mouth with her cloth napkin. "Overall, I understood her urge to get involved with these suffragettes. I did have a rebellious streak of my own once, after all."

"Once?" Vernon blinked.

"Who wants another round of drinks?" Seohyun offered.

After they finished their dinner, Aunt Seohyun clapped her hands together and leaned forward conspiratorially. "If you aren't too weary from your travels, a friend of mine is hosting a private soiree this evening at the cabaret she owns. It's the perfect chance to head out and paint the town red! Drinking, dancing, salacious discussions of the most improper sorts."

Vernon cleared his throat. "I'm afraid I wouldn't be fitting. Besides, I'm ready to retire for the evening." He excused himself and left the room.

"Well, who put a bee in his bonnet?" Seohyun asked.

"He's still in mourning." Jeonghan said. "I think it's hard for him to find the joy in things."

Seohyun frowned sympathetically. "The poor thing. But sometimes dancing is the cure you need."

"I'm afraid I might have to agree with Vernon this once." Seungcheol said. "It sounds a bit scandalous."

"Nonsense." Seohyun shook her head. "It's harmless fun. Even Subin went with me a few times."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "She did?"

Seohyun smiled. "Of course, darling. She met plenty of my friends before she got all caught up in her charity work. If you're interested in seeing what her life in London was like, this is the perfect opportunity to see another side of it."

Seungcheol glanced at Jeonghan. "If you wish to go, I'd be happy to accompany you."

"And I'd be there to act as your dutiful chaperone, naturally." Seohyun added on. Jeonghan considered it for a moment before nodding. "Perfect! I'll have the car brought around. Oh, we're going to have a splendid time!" She hurried off to summon her chauffeur.

Seungcheol turned to Jeonghan with a grin. "Let's hope your aunt doesn't get us into too much trouble."

***

The car took them around the city, eventually stopping outside of what looked like an old theater. Inside, the room was well lit and live musicians played jubilant ragtime tunes for an energetic group of dancers. "What on earth…" Seungcheol looked around with wide eyes.

"Seohyun, darling, what an unmitigated delight!" An omega dressed to the nines converged upon them with a bright smile. "And who are these precious dears?"

"This is my lovely nephew and his future brother-in-law." Seohyun introduced them, and Jeonghan thought he saw Seungcheol wince at the description.

Jeonghan smiled politely. "Thank you for having us unannounced."

The omega shook her head in amusement. "With Seohyun, everything's unannounced. So it's hardly a surprise. Besides, any friend of Seohyun's is a friend of mine."

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "It's quite lively in here, isn't it?"

"You've never danced ragtime?" Seohyun gasped. "Oh, you simply must! Jeonghan, you'll have to show him how it's done."

"Maybe after a glass of champagne." Seungcheol said.

"Oh, we have that of course." Seohyun's friend assured him. "Please help yourselves to some refreshments. We also have some absinthe."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "More absinthe?"

The omega kissed Seohyun and looped their arms around each other. "Come, you've got to see Freddie and Sophia. They miss you terribly so."

Seohyun glanced over her shoulder as she was dragged away. "You kids have fun! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"That seems to leave a rather generous opening." Seungcheol mused.

Jeonghan nodded. "Let's at least start with a drink." They walked over to the bar together. "I think I'll have some absinthe."

Seungcheol looked at him in amusement. "Your aunt has rubbed off on you tonight, hasn't she?"

"You won't tell on me, will you?" Jeonghan asked cheekily.

"I'll try to resist." Seungcheol played along.

Jeonghan watched as the bartender took out a large bottle of absinthe. The bartender poured them both drinks and Jeonghan cautiously took a small sip. "It's very strong." He grimaced. "Especially when not mixed in a cocktail as Aunt Seohyun did earlier."

Seungcheol nodded. "I'll have to be conservative with this, but I don't dislike it." He held his glass out towards Jeonghan. "To new experiences?"

"And new friends." Jeonghan smiled and clinked his glass against Seungcheol's before taking a hearty sip. "I’m looking forward to having fun and enjoying myself tonight. Especially because we deserve it. We've been working hard on this investigation and deserve a little reprieve."

"Then I am glad to be the one to share this reprieve with you." Seungcheol said. "Consider the night yours for whatever you wish, and I your humble servant."

Jeonghan grinned. "Humble and hilariously out of his element."

"Did we absolutely need to draw attention to that?" Seungcheol asked, holding his arm out to Jeonghan. Jeonghan accepted it and Seungcheol led him across the room of the cabaret, various clusters of conversation reaching their ears.

"…and would you believe it, they shut down the burlesque! I suppose a bit of skin is too modern for those old codgers…"

"Everyone's a critic, I suppose." Seungcheol chuckled.

"…and really, if you were married to that boring novelist, wouldn't you run off with the gardener too?"

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "Sounds like quite the scandal."

The ragtime pianist and trumpeter started playing a new number and Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan with a grin. "Care to join me for a dance?"

"I'd love to." Jeonghan took Seungcheol's hand, letting the alpha lead him onto the dance floor.

As they began to dance, copying the movements of the dancers around them, Seungcheol leaned in to speak over the roaring music. "Is it everything you'd hoped it would be?"

"I find the party exactly what I needed today." Jeonghan said honestly. "Everyone feels so vibrant and alive!"

Seungcheol smiled. "They certainly are."

They danced quietly for a moment, Jeonghan watching the other dancers. Maybe it was the absinthe or the atmosphere in the room, but Jeonghan found himself pulling Seungcheol in closer. Seungcheol grinned, dancing in a gentle sway to the melody. "I'm glad we were able to get away like this." Seungcheol said. "Although it's certainly not how I expected to spend my evening."

"Seconded." Jeonghan agreed. "It's far more fun dancing here than at another earl's party."

"Then my company suffices, I take it?" Seungcheol asked.

Jeonghan smiled. "It'll do." They danced together for a few more moments, their hands clutched together. "I wanted to thank you for everything you're doing with the investigation. You didn't even know my sister well. Helping me search for clues, providing motivation when it's needed…it means a great deal to me, Seungcheol."

Seungcheol nodded and glanced away. "Yes, well, it's what any honorable alpha would do."

"Then I'm glad I came across one." Jeonghan said.

Seungcheol gazed at Jeonghan, holding him close, fingers brushing the omega's cheek. As the riotous crowd behind them danced away with abandon, the got pushed closer together in the chaos. Jeonghan's eyes looked into Seungcheol's, only a small gap between their lips. As though magnetized, the two of them met a whisper's space apart. But as Jeonghan tilted his head towards Seungcheol, the alpha sighed and drew back. "I'm sorry, Jeonghan, I-"

"Is this because of Vernon?" Jeonghan asked quietly. "I told you our engagement isn't-"

"No, no." Seungcheol shook his head. "I…" He sighed again. "I lost someone close to me once and I…" He winced and shook his head, reaching for Jeonghan's hand again. "Let's just dance. I'm out of words for tonight." Jeonghan took Seungcheol's hand once more and they danced in quiet, comforting silence for the rest of the song.

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Jeonghan and Seungcheol searched the party for Aunt Seohyun, finding her and her friends crowded around framed paintings in progress on the wall. "Look! I made that blue mark right there!" She exclaimed once she spotted the two of them, pointing to the mark in question.

Seungcheol tilted his head as he looked at the painting. "Is this supposed to be modern art?"

"Maybe someone will think so and give us a fortune." Seohyun laughed along with her friends, dabbing one omega on the nose with her brush before handing it off to someone else. "We'd better call it a night before I leave paint marks all over the wall. Did you kids enjoy yourselves?"

Jeonghan smiled. "It was certainly a nice change."

"I can see the appeal." Seungcheol mused. "Thank you for the opportunity."

***

After returning from the cabaret party, Jeonghan stepped into his room to get ready for bed, reflecting on all of the day's events. Once he was in his nightgown, he noticed an envelope waiting on his pillow. He opened it, eyes widening and hands shaking at the contents of the letter written in blood red ink.

Stop looking around! Remember what happened to Subin?

***

Jeonghan sat in Aunt Seohyun's parlor with Seungcheol, Vernon, and Joshua, the letter clutched tightly in his hand. "Everyone, I had a scare last night. I've already shown Joshua, but I found this on my pillow last night." He passed the letter to Seungcheol, whose jaw hung open as he read before passing it to Vernon.

"How dare they?" Seungcheol asked angrily. "Who do they think they are?"

Vernon frowned. "They're on o us. Jeonghan, I'm so terribly sorry. I never meant to endanger you."

"I heard from the butler that the letter was dropped in the mail, so he just brought it directly to your room." Joshua said.

Seungcheol scoffed quietly. "So the sender didn't enter this house which means it could have been anyone."

Joshua placed his hand over Jeonghan's. "How are you feeling?"

Jeonghan took a shaky breath. "I'm more determined than ever. If the killer thought to scare me completely away, they've done the exact opposite."

"Threatening you was a bad move." Seungcheol practically growled. "I'm going to make them regret this."

"I'm going to make them regret everything." Jeonghan said. "I hope this letter means the killer is getting desperate. We must be on the right trail."

"But why now?" Vernon asked. "What do you think provoked them?"

Jeonghan shook his head slightly. "Maybe they overheard us at the Evans ball. I thought we were being cautious but it's possible someone overheard us."

Vernon pursed his lips. "We'll have to be more careful. There are ears everywhere. What do you intend to do then, Jeonghan?"

"I'm not changing my plans." Jeonghan said. "I'd like to visit Seward Square where Aunt Seohyun said Subin's political rallies were held."

"You certainly won't be going alone." Seungcheol said. "I'm coming with you."

"As am I." Joshua said.

"We'll all go together." Vernon insisted.

Seungcheol shook his head. "Vernon, you might do better to talk to all your contacts. You have the best chance of any of us to find out about this group. I can take care of Jeonghan."

Vernon nodded. "Very well. I'll call my old school chums who live-" He broke off as Aunt Seohyun bustled into the room. Seungcheol pretended to be engrossed in the newspaper while Joshua poured Jeonghan a cup of tea.

Seohyun beamed at all of them. "Good morning, darlings! Breakfast is ready now if you'd like a bite to eat! Smoked kippers!"

"Sounds lovely, Aunt Seohyun." Jeonghan said. "We'll be right there."

***

After breakfast, Joshua led Jeonghan from Seohyun's townhouse through dingy narrow alleyways, his arm tight around Jeonghan's as Seungcheol followed close behind. "This is nothing like what I've seen of London thus far." Jeonghan mused.

"This is how most of London lives." Joshua informed him. "Long hours at the factory or in some lord or lady's manor home. I have to admit though, I'm excited to attend this rally. This country certainly could do with some reforms."

The sound of the rally traveled to them, the speech currently being presented hitting their ears. "…while our children toil away at home, and we trample over other nations abroad…"

"Sounds like we're getting close." Seungcheol said.

They left the alley to find a large crowd gathered in Seward Square, many of them carrying wooden picketing signs with slogans painted on them. "Stop the occupations!"

"The sun must set on the British Empire!"

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "Sounds like what Jun told us about the protests against imperialism. Let's get closer so we can hear." He clung tightly to Joshua as the three of them pushed their way closer to the speaker who was standing on a wooden crate at the center of the crowd.

"While there are endless places where we've wrought our tyranny upon a peaceful civilization, perhaps none is so shameful as our course in India. Have we forgotten the famines wrought by our policies? The harsh land taxes? Invasive social reforms?"

"Never!"

"Shame on Britain!"

"This is quite inspiring." Jeonghan said in awe. "This is my first rally. Look how passionate they all are." He looked over to see Joshua wide eyed beside him.

Joshua smiled at Jeonghan. "I feel the same."

Jeonghan tapped the alpha beside him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, who organized this rally? Which group?"

"The People's Society." The alpha answered. "Haven't you heard about them?"

"Not until now." Jeonghan said. "But thank you."

"And let us not forget our misdeeds in Zanzibar. Hong Kong. South Africa. Jamaica. Not to mention the concentration camps and atrocities during the Second Boer War in South Africa. Troops everywhere are-"

The speaker was cut off as officers appeared. "Alright, you rabble rousers, let's break it up now. Get back to your families."

"And why should we listen to a bonehead like you?" The speaker glared at the officer. "You're as bad as the rest! We've a right to speak our minds and make our voices heard!"

Joshua tugged on Jeonghan's arm. "I think there might be trouble."

Jeonghan nodded before realizing a certain someone was no longer with them. "Wait, where is Seungcheol?"

"I don't see him." Joshua said as they both looked around with wide eyes. "Maybe we lost him in the crowd."

"Back up!" The officers began to yell. "Don't you get close to me, you miscreants!"

The crowd started to push and shove, and before long a brawl had erupted right beside the two omegas. "We need to get back!" Jeonghan exclaimed.

"Hurry!" Joshua tried to pull Jeonghan away.

An officer cut them off, leering right in Jeonghan's face. "This is no place for a proper omega." Jeonghan turned to run away but the alpha caught him by the arm. "And where do you think you're going?"

As Jeonghan tried to pry his arm loose, a familiar figure swept in and wrenched him free. "Leave him alone, you bastard!" Seungcheol growled.

"You're in for it now!"

Jeonghan's eyes widened as he took in Seungcheol's current state--red hands, swollen knuckles. Even blood was trickling from a gash on the alpha's cheek. "Seungcheol, are you alright? What happened?"

"There's no time." Seungcheol insisted. "Let's get out of here."

All around, picketers came to blows as Jeonghan, Seungcheol, and Joshua sprinted down a side street. Once they were safely away from the scuffle, Seungcheol slumped against a wall to catch his breath. "Are you both alright?" He asked.

Joshua nodded. "Just a bit shaken."

Jeonghan patted Joshua's back reassuringly as he looked Seungcheol over. The alpha wiped blood from his nose and lips with his handkerchief. "Where the hell did you go?" He asked. "We lost you back there."

"Me?" Seungcheol asked incredulously. "You're the one who kept charging toward the front, leaving me in your wake." He winced as the handkerchief touched an oozing scrape.

"I wish the rally didn't get broken up." Joshua frowned. "We could have asked more questions."

"At least we got a name." Jeonghan said. "The People's Society. Clearly these movements can become violent. What if Subin upset the wrong group? Or the wrong person?"

Joshua shook his head. "Even if she did, there's a big difference between violence breaking out at a rally and plotting to poison someone."

"Poison may just have neater and quieter." Seungcheol pointed out, wiping away another trickle of blood.

Jeonghan frowned. "We really must tend those wounds."

"This is nothing." Seungcheol said, cracking a smile. "You should've seen me in the army after a boxing match." Jeonghan continued to frown at him in concern. "I'll be fine. I just need to patch myself up. Maybe sleep off the soreness."

"Don't be absurd." Jeonghan said. "If you don't get that treated, it could fester." He reached a hand out to Seungcheol. "Come on, let's go back to my aunt's and clean you up."

"Won't she wonder how I got injured in the first place?" Seungcheol asked.

Jeonghan smiled. "She's off at tea with her artsy friends. Besides, at this point, don't you trust my ability to sneak around?"

Seungcheol let out a quiet chuckle as he pushed himself off the wall. "Very well. Let's go."

Joshua cleared his throat. "I've a few errands to run. I'll see you both later." He gave Jeonghan a secret wink before turning down another street.

Jeonghan and Seungcheol rounded the corner, heading towards Seohyun's townhome. "I suppose I should thank you for jumping in to help me like that." Jeonghan said.

"That bobby was lucky that's all I did." Seungcheol grumbled. "I can't believe the nerve, accosting you like that. I ought to find him and give him a piece of my mind."

A fluttering appeared in Jeonghan's chest, and he smiled at the alpha. "I didn't realize you cared so much. What other secrets are you keeping from me?" Seungcheol's cheeks flushed, and he stammered to reply until Jeonghan started giggling. "I'm only teasing."

When they arrived at Aunt Seohyun's townhouse, Jeonghan grabbed a few supplies, then brought Seungcheol to his room to treat his injuries. Seungcheol sat gingerly on the bed as Jeonghan readied his supplies. "I hate this." Seungcheol sighed. "This constant threat of danger around you."

"You truly are worried for me." Jeonghan said softly. "Why? Did something else happen?"

Seungcheol hesitated. "It just feels like people I care for always depart before their time. My friends in India, for instance. In order for me to gain a family, my poor parents even had to lose a daughter."

"I recall." Jeonghan murmured.

"And then when Vernon lost Subin…" Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan, tears glistening in his eyes. "It hit rather close to home."

Jeonghan set aside his materials to sit beside Seungcheol. "I know how you feel. First my mother, now my sister…it's hard not to feel like I'm somehow the common factor between them."

Seungcheol bit his lip. Jeonghan could see that he was struggling with whether to say something. Jeonghan silently touched the alpha's hand, encouraging him to open up. "Last year, I was…engaged. To Christina. I was still in the army, but we'd met during my leave and quickly became as thick as thieves. When I ended my tour, I thought I'd return home, and we'd be married and begin our lives together." He took a breath, his voice shaking slightly as he blinked hard. "But she had decided to accompany her father on a business trip to America. They even arranged to take a luxury ship across the Atlantic. The RMS Titanic." Jeonghan's eyes widened, a soft gasp escaping him. "She and her father both perished in the disaster. So rather than return home to a wedding and a bride, I ended up wandering the world, wondering what was to become of me."

"I'm so terribly sorry." Jeonghan whispered.

Shaking his head, Seungcheol looked away from Jeonghan. "I suppose I should still count myself lucky in the grand scheme of things."

"Your loss was tragic." Jeonghan said. "Whatever other advantages you might have."

Seungcheol sighed and stood up, shrugging in what Jeonghan was starting to recognize was defensive indifference. "In any event, that's why I don't like seeing you put yourself in danger. I hardly wish to add you to my tally of disasters."

"I'm not Christina." Jeonghan said softly. "I'm not Subin either. We don't share the same fates.  You're not going to lose me or any of your other friends."

"I hope you're right." Seungcheol mumbled. "Sometimes it is the way of life, I suppose. But I put a great deal of myself into caring for Christina and it was all for naught." He slammed a hand against the table then winced, rubbing his sore knuckles. "Sorry, I shouldn't create more wounds for you to tend to."

Jeonghan frowned. "Loving someone is never for nothing. My only hope is that you don't let fear hold you back forever. We can never know everything that will happen. Shielding yourself from all loss might cut you off forever from the chance at happiness. Would you truly wish never to have met and loved Christina? Would you give that up to avoid the grief?"

Seungcheol seemed taken aback by the question. "I…I don't know…" He shook his head slightly. "I thought perhaps if I wandered for long enough, I might find some purpose, but I ended up right back where I began in Windcroft."

Jeonghan offered him a small smile. "Well, I for one am grateful that you came back. Else we'd have never met. And you'd never have gotten your cheek cut up rescuing me."

"And what a sorry state of affairs it would have been to miss out on that." Seungcheol chuckled. "Especially for my cheek." He looked at Jeonghan with a wry smile.

Jeonghan turned back to his vials, bottles, and gauze, wanting to keep his hands busy, and prepared a washcloth soaked with whiskey. "Speaking of which, I should tend to your wounds now before they get worse. Careful, this will hurt."

"You're making me feel like I'm back at the infirmary in India." Seungcheol mused as he sat back down.

"Were your army physicians as stern as I am?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol grimaced as Jeonghan pressed the washcloth onto his skin to clean the wound. "About as generous with the whiskey, let's say." Gently, tenderly, Jeonghan placed his free hand on the other side of Seungcheol's face, turning the alpha slightly toward him so he could better clean the wound. "What's the verdict, doctor?"

"It should heal up in a few days." Jeonghan said. "But this is still quite the nasty little cut."

"I think the alpha who slugged me was wearing some kind of signet ring." Seungcheol said. "I'm probably lucky it isn't stamped into my face."

Jeonghan worked in silence for a few moments, pretending to be fully engrossed. But he couldn't help but notice the heat from Seungcheol's breath grazing his cheek. He felt the alpha's gaze searing through him and was positive Seungcheol could sense how quickly his heart was beating. Jeonghan tried to keep his hand steady. "I'm almost done, not to worry."

"I'm certainly not in any hurry." Seungcheol murmured.

"No?" Jeonghan tried to bite back a smile.

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "I just mean that I'd rather be healed than wandering around, dripping blood everywhere."

Jeonghan hummed. "Yes, right." He finished wiping the wound clean then bandaged it with a bit of gauze.

"Thank you for your help." Seungcheol said. "I should be able to take the gauze off in time for tonight's ball." They unintentionally got to their feet at the same moment, standing much closer than anticipated. "I believe this is yours." Seungcheol handed Jeonghan back the roll of gauze, his fingers lingering a moment against the omega's. Jeonghan averted his gaze, pretending he hadn't noticed. But his eyes quickly darted back to Seungcheol's, finding the alpha watching him. He subconsciously tilted his head forward, and that time Seungcheol wasn't pulling back.

Then the door slammed downstairs, and Aunt Seohyun's voice rang up to them. "I'm home!"

The pair separated instantly, Seungcheol running a hand sheepishly through his hair. "I should go."

Jeonghan nodded. "Me too. I mean, uh, I'll stay here. As this is my room."

"Right." Seungcheol moved to leave but paused at the door. "Thank you. For listening to me wallow in self-pity.

"We all must wallow from time to time." Jeonghan said. "What matters is that we get back up."

Seungcheol gave him a tiny nod. "I'll do my best." His eyes held Jeonghan's steadily, thoughtfully, before he slipped out the door.

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Jeonghan admired his reflection as he prepared for Wonwoo Jeon's debutante ball. He did a little spin before turning to face Joshua and Aunt Seohyun. "How do I look?"

Aunt Seohyun's eyes turned misty. "Oh, Jeonghan, you're positively blossoming like spring in the Kew Gardens!"

Joshua darted around Jeonghan, placing pins here or there and putting finishing touches on his hair. "Merely handling the last bits and bobs…there! You look perfect!"

"Have a marvelous time." Aunt Seohyun said. "You only attend your first debutante ball in London once!"

Jeonghan walked with Seungcheol and Vernon toward the townhouse where the party was to be held. "I suppose we're obligated to go to this party because of the dowager." Jeonghan mused. "But I think it'll be a good chance to find information on Subin from her London crowd."

"Exactly." Vernon nodded. "Acquaintances of her will almost certainly be attending."

Seungcheol playfully nudged Vernon. "You will try and enjoy yourself for once, won't you, Vernon? After all, your fiancée looks too dazzling for the two of you to play the wallflower." Jeonghan felt his cheeks flush at the compliment.

Vernon chuckled. "I make no promises."

"Did you find out anything today from your search, Vernon?" Jeonghan asked.

"My friends from university occasionally volunteer for the People's Society and said they saw Subin a few times." Vernon said. "She gave speeches at some of the rallies. However, they noticed that her attendance dwindled toward the…end. They thought she might have ruffled the feathers of someone powerful and got too fearful to attend."

"Fearful?" Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. "Then we must be on the right track. As painful as it is to learn about how she met her end, I'm glad we're getting closer to solving the mystery. Let's keep our eyes open tonight. Many high-profile guests are invited. Perhaps someone here will know who Subin offended. Perhaps even the attaché who was eyeing Subin at her first rally."

They entered a ballroom adorned with gold ornamentation and a shining chandelier. Guests spoke in quiet tones before the music started. "Jeonghan! Seungcheol! Vernon!" Seungkwan exclaimed as he spotted them. "It's about time you three showed yourselves in London. I hope you'll grace me with the privilege of a dance in that lovely dress!"

Jeonghan smiled. "Seungkwan, I didn't know you'd be attending tonight."

"As if I'd miss a party!" Seungkwan laughed. "Besides, Lord and Lady Ashbourne let me know you'd be here." He suddenly gasped. "Seungcheol, what happened to your face? I can hardly see your trademark scowl under that bruise!"

Seungcheol gave him a flat look. "Very funny, Seungkwan."

Mingyu approached with a warm smile. "Jeonghan, you're looking extraordinarily radiant today."

"What a pleasant surprise, Mingyu." Jeonghan said.

"You know how I dislike anything to do with high society." Mingyu sighed. "But I thought I'd bend a few of my rules for the sake of the investigation. Seungkwan kindly invited me to join him here."

Seungkwan smiled. "The Musketeers all together again."

"Reunited in London." Jeonghan mused. "I couldn't ask for a better team. It's an honor to have you all as my allies and friends."

"Who knew we idle rich might be able to put our skills to use for good?" Seungkwan chuckled.

"Idle rich?" Mingyu raised an eyebrow. "Speak for yourself, Duchess Boo."

Vernon sighed. "If only we had bonded over something a little less macabre."

Jeonghan related to Mingyu and Seungkwan what they'd learned since arriving in London. "Try to find people involved in politics or protests who might have known Subin. Especially anyone who might work as an attaché to an ambassador."

Seungkwan nodded. "I'll be on the prowl."

Mingyu cleared his throat and gently took Jeonghan's arm. "If all of you will excuse us for a moment, I have a small personal matter to discuss with Jeonghan." He tugged Jeonghan into the nearby empty library. "I'm sorry to separate you from the party but I had something I wanted to tell you in private. Some of your sister's correspondence got lost in the post. Apparently it's been sitting there for months, and they just notified me."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "Letters for Subin? Can I see them?"

"They're still at the post office." Mingyu said. "If we want to look, we'll have to go there now before the postmaster destroys them in the morning."

"Destroys them?" Jeonghan asked in confusion. "Why?"

"They've gone unclaimed for too long." Mingyu frowned. "He said he'd hold them tonight, but we should try to come right away."

"There's probably something useful in those letters." Jeonghan said. "I can't leave any stone unturned in the investigation. Let's go." He and Mingyu rushed from the party, trying to avoid attention.

They finally made it down a few side streets to the outside of the post office. After Mingyu spoke with the postmaster, he returned with a stack of letters in his hands. Mingyu handed Jeonghan the stack and the omega began to make his way through the letters. "Here's one from Aunt Seohyun. Gossiping about some drama with her artist friends."

Mingyu smiled. "You're staying with her, right? She certainly sounds like an interesting character."

Jeonghan gasped as he came across a familiar envelope. "This was the last letter I wrote Subin!" He frowned, eyes stinging with unshed tears. "I suppose she never read it then."

"I’m sorry to hear that." Mingyu murmured sympathetically.

"I'd asked her all about her wedding plans." Jeonghan said quietly. "I'd been arranging to come visit her after the wedding, after all. But it was a sad letter. I told her how much I missed spending time with each other the way we used to. And I wondered if, once I arrived, we might spend a night staying up until dawn talking like we used to do. For old time's sake."

Mingyu watched Jeonghan in concern. "Are you alright, Jeonghan?"

Jeonghan's hand trembled a bit as he held his letter. "I'm sorry she never read it. But I'm sure she already knew how I felt. She had a way of anticipating what I needed before I even knew it myself. Call it a sister's intuition, if you like."

"I'm sure it was unparalleled." Mingyu said.

Jeonghan kept sorting through the letters until one with no return address or sender's name caught his eye. He tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter. It was written in blocky lettering as if to disguise the sender's hand.

Be advised that you should abandon your current line of questioning immediately.

My people saw you following Freddie.

It would be in everyone's best interests if you LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE.

"Who is Freddie?" Jeonghan asked.

"Now that's a threat if ever I saw one." Mingyu said.

"You're damned right it is." Jeonghan nodded. "But what are they talking about? And who?"

Mingyu pursed his lips thoughtfully. "What 'line of questioning' was she pursuing? Maybe something to do with one of her political causes?"

Jeonghan frowned. "Do you suppose she caught wind of some kind of corrupt activity and was trying to expose it?"

"That certainly seems the sort of thing people might make threats over." Mingyu nodded.

"Aunt Seohyun said Subin had received letters that upset her." Jeonghan said. "Perhaps this is from the same sender. It could even be the same person who left a threatening message on my pillow." He thought it over for a moment. "I think the writer could be a political official. Maybe she was investigating a politician who opposed her cause, and she had gotten evidence he was up to no good."

"I can imagine he'd want her to drop it at any cost." Mingyu said. "But would a politician resort to murder?"

Jeonghan shook his head sadly. "I can't believe she was this deep in something so dangerous. Was there no one she confided in?"

Mingyu sighed. "All I know is that once she set her mind to something, there was no talking her out of it. Perhaps she worried if she told anyone, they would stop her."

Jeonghan looked at the threatening letter once more. "One thing's for sure, if she had seen this letter, I've no doubt she would have only been even more resolved to continue the hunt."

"Given your tone, I have a feeling you're much the same." Mingyu said.

"Of course." Jeonghan said. "And I'm glad they sent it. Now we have another lead to pursue. Hopefully they got sloppy in other ways, and they'll leave a wide trail for us to follow." Mingyu laughed softly. "Do I amuse you?"

"Amuse, intrigue, inspire." Mingyu smiled. "I wish I'd had half your gumption at Oxford. I'd have gotten talked down to a lot less."

Jeonghan frowned. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."

Mingyu shook his head. "Not in the least. Watching a firebrand like you…it's a distinct privilege."

"I'm just glad I can put that gumption to good use." Jeonghan said.

"Subin would be most proud." Mingyu murmured.

A sad smile tugged at Jeonghan's lips. "I'd like to think so."

"Unfortunately, we'd best get back to the ball." Mingyu said. "They'll be presenting our debutante at any moment."

"At least now we have a name to ask about now." Jeonghan said. "Freddie. Surely we can make use of that." Mingyu tucked the letters into his pocket and escorted Jeonghan back to the party.

"Alphas and omegas, it is my pleasure to announce the debut of my omega son, Wonwoo Jeon, in his first dance. The ballroom floor is now open!"

Jeonghan turned with everyone else to watch the debutante as he made his way onto the dance floor with his first partner. He saw his allies scattered around the room, seemingly interrogating people on the sly and decided he should do the same. He grabbed a refreshment at one side of the ballroom where several nobles were standing and listened in. "…heard that Wonwoo's already had three marriage offers. But I think his mother's trying to play them off of each other."

"Then I imagine she'd rather you keep that to yourself, don't you think, Soonyoung? That sounds like a private affair."

"But I was only-"

"There now, Soonyoung."

"Don't 'there now, Soonyoung' me! I don't appreciate Taeyeon insinuating I'm a gossip."

"Wonwoo's mother is simply being prudent in how she arranges his prospects. There are a lot of factors to balance. Not something these dollar princesses from America have to worry about. They merely buy themselves a title!"

That last one caught Jeonghan's attention, realizing the unfamiliar omega was no doubt referring to him and his sister. He walked closer to the group to intercede. "Excuse me, do you happen to know someone named Freddie?"

Alfred frowned thoughtfully. "Let's see, there's Frederick Williams of Sudsbury, Freddie Wilson, one of the count's sons, there's-"

Earl Otis cut him off. "Why do you ask, Mr. Yoon?"

"Oh, I was told by a friend to introduce myself." Jeonghan quickly fibbed. "But I'm afraid she forgot to give me his full name and title."

"Lord Otis, why on earth aren't you wearing your white tie?" Seokmin suddenly asked.

"Probably afraid of getting dog hair on it." Soonyoung laughed.

The earl narrowed his eyes. "I'm a bloody earl. I've earned the right to do as I please. Unlike certain roustabouts who don't appreciate the chances they've been given." He glowered in Seungcheol's general direction, causing Jeonghan to frown.

"Say, Seokmin, how about we take a peek in the gaming room for a change of atmosphere?" Alfred suggested.

Seokmin shrugged. "I don't see why not."

"Thank you! You're always amenable, aren't you?"

As the alphas started to walk off, Taeyeon called out to her husband. "Alfred, do you really think that's wise?"

Seokmin smiled as Alfred regarded his wife with narrowed eyes. "Now, Taeyeon, it's just a bit of spending money. A few harmless games of cards."

"It's never just 'a bit'." Taeyeon said quietly.

"Which of us manages our finances?" Alfred snapped. "Don't you worry your head over it, dear. It'll be fine." Taeyeon sighed as the alphas sauntered off.

"You should be firmer with him." Jeonghan suggested. "It's shameful how he treats you. You're the omega of the house. Your voice should count just as much as his."

Taeyeon gave Jeonghan a sad look. "Yet getting him to listen to it is another matter." She shook her head. "Forgive me, this is between me and the marquess."

Jeonghan looked at her sympathetically but before he could say more, she drifted off to the powder room. Sighing, Jeonghan turned away from Soonyoung and Earl Otis just as the string quartet started up a new song. He looked around the room, gaze landing on Seungcheol. They locked eyes, and as if drawn by a magnet, Jeonghan made his way over to where the alpha stood by the fireplace mantel. "You look like you're enjoying yourself immensely." Jeonghan said teasingly. "Have you managed to find out anything?"

Seungcheol shook his head. "Not particularly. Everyone here seems involved in some charity or other to keep up appearances. But perhaps we could escape the tedium even briefly." He offered Jeonghan a smile. "Might you do me the honor of a dance? We should at least pretend we're here to have fun instead of sleuthing about."

Jeonghan smiled, his heart fluttering in his chest. "The honor would be all mine." Seungcheol led Jeonghan onto the dance floor and pulled him into a graceful waltz. "Your face is looking much better."

"Is it?" Seungcheol grinned. "And here I'd finally gotten my story down about a cricket match gown awry."

"Took you long enough." Jeonghan laughed as Seungcheol swept him across the hall. Although he couldn't help but notice Seungcheol's gaze drifting into the distance as though something was on his mind.

"So…" The alpha finally spoke. "I wonder what venue my parents will find you and Vernon for your wedding." Jeonghan's smile fell a bit. "Another cathedral, without a doubt. Although outdoor receptions are becoming more fashionable."

"Seungcheol, you know I would rather be with you." Jeonghan whispered. "Surely that's been evident. You've felt it too, haven't you?"

Seungcheol's frown deepened. "But what are we to do if our families still coerce you and Vernon to-" He came to a stop, letting go of Jeonghan. "Forgive me, I shouldn't bring such melancholy upon this evening. Especially since there are more important things at stake."

"But I-"

"No." Seungcheol shook his head. "I can't. Not here." Before Jeonghan could say anything, Seungcheol bowed and disappeared into the crowd.

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Jeonghan sat on a cushion, his head spinning from the information he'd learned throughout the night as well as the wine. Vernon approached him with a concerned expression. "Jeonghan, are you alright?"

"I’m fine." Jeonghan assured him. "No need to worry."

Vernon glanced across the room at Seungcheol with what seemed to be a knowing expression. "Very well. Although I have something that I thought might cheer you up." He withdrew a large velvet jewelry case from his pocket. "A gift for you. I know ours is not a, shall we say, conventional arrangement. And I know it can be difficult at times putting on this façade."

"I'm sorry." Jeonghan frowned. "It's nothing to do with you-"

"Not at all." Vernon shook his head. "I already planned to give you this. Being back out on the social circuit reminds me of similar balls with Subin. This was intended to be part of her wedding trousseau, something for a married omega to wear to societal events like this." He opened the jewelry case to reveal a sparkling tiara. "I admit, I thought that presenting it to you publicly might look good for the appearance of our engagement, but I also wanted you to have it as a memory of Subin." A wistful smile appeared on his face. "She was so surprised when I gave it to her."

Jeonghan smiled as he accepted the tiara. "That's quite kind of you, Vernon."

Vernon smiled warmly. "I hope it helps you remember her fondly, like how I remember when I gave this to her…"

London, several months ago

Subin stood alone at the fringes of the party, sipping her drink as she overheard a nearby conversation. "Did you see the way she went on and on? How uncouth and unrefined!"

"That Miss Yoon does have some funny ideas. Not that I'm surprised, the title grabber she is…"

"There you are, my love." Subin jumped and turned to see Vernon smiling at her. "I've been looking for you."

Subin plastered a smile on her face. "Hello, Vernon! I simply had to get another serving of petits fours before I headed back onto the dance floor."

Vernon hummed in understanding. "They are quite delicious, I must confess." He then frowned a bit. "But why are you standing over here by yourself?"

Subin sighed. "There's no putting it past you, is there? I suppose I’m still finding my footing here."

"You mean the world to me, Subin." Vernon said sincerely. "I hope I can make you happy given time. In fact, I wanted to give you something."

"I hope it's not another ring." Subin giggled. "I already said yes, Vernon." Her eyes then widened. "I did tell you yes, right?"

Vernon chuckled. "Not another ring. I think people already find it odd enough that you gave me an engagement ring as well."

Subin admired the thick silver band on Vernon's finger. "I think it's only fair that the alpha participates as well. Besides, I wanted you to have a token of my affection."

Vernon smiled playfully as he held out a jewelry case. "Here. Open it."

Subin opened the case and gasped at the tiara resting inside. "Vernon, it's beautiful!"

"You aren't supposed to wear it until after we're married." Vernon said. "But I see no harm in giving it to you now."

"Then I must only wear it at home in front of my vanity to give you a glimpse of our future." Subin said.

Vernon bit his lip. "I admit, there was a time I was afraid you might never come to feel for me what I feel for you."

Subin gave him a gentle nudge. "Nonsense! It took some time to get to know you but now that I do, nothing could ever compare. I especially admire your loyalty. You've defended me so often. When those gossipy socialites call me a dollar princess and more besides…"

"Of course I have." Vernon frowned. "Have they said something tonight? I should have a talk with them."

"Now, now." Subin laughed. "I at least deserve to eat my petit fours without unnecessary bloodshed."

"So then what else is occupying your thoughts?" Vernon asked.

Subin's eyes widened a bit. "Actually, I…I've been…becoming more involved with my charities." She swallowed, thinking about what she would want to share. "With this charity work, I've met all sorts of interesting people. People from all kinds of backgrounds to. They've really changed the way I think about things."

"Really?" Vernon raised his eyebrows in surprise. "All in Windcroft Village?"

"Y-yes, Windcroft, exactly." Subin nodded quickly. "It's a more diverse town than you would think."

Vernon hummed thoughtfully. "I thought I knew all the tenants."

"Uh, more diverse perspectives." Subin amended. "Of course, not everyone sees things the same way. Some would rather do all they can to hinder the advancement of progress."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Vernon asked. "I can hardly fathom how one would not take pity on these poor omegas."

Subin smiled at Vernon's genuine concern. "No, the other volunteers and I have it handled. But it's warming to see your concern." She twisted her hands together. "I hope you understand, Vernon. I need to be doing something meaningful. I could never be content to spend the days at home buying clothes for another ball."

"I know you wouldn't." Vernon put his hands over Subin's. "Do you think that's what I think of you?"

"No, no." Subin quickly shook her head. "Of course not. I just needed to express that." She took a deep breath. "And there's something else. Vernon, I…" The band shifted into a new song as Subin changed her mind. She shook her head again and plastered on a smile. "What I meant to ask was, may I have the honor of this dance?" She imitated the dignified bow of an alpha suitor, gesturing toward the dance floor.

Vernon chuckled. "I would dance with no other." Subin shook off her concerns and took Vernon's hand for a waltz. "I'm so glad you'll be Lady Ashbourne soon."

Subin gazed into Vernon's eyes, trying to let her worries slip away despite the growing darkness in her mind. "As am I."

London, present day

"It sounded like Subin was particularly concerned about someone reactionary." Jeonghan said. "Someone working against the movement. Perhaps we aren't searching for a fellow protestor after all."

Vernon frowned. "I realize now she was probably trying to tell me about her involvement with the People's Society. But I wasn't listening. Little did I know we'd find ourselves here in London attending rallies and chasing down politicians."

"She probably didn't want to worry you." Jeonghan said. "And then when she got in too deep, she didn't want to endanger you."

"That is what I tell myself." Vernon sighed.

Jeonghan tucked the tiara carefully back into its jewelry case. "Thank you for sharing this with me. Every little bit of her life I touch helps me feel closer to her."

Vernon nodded slightly. "You know, I fell in love with her nearly at first sight. Such a bright, bold, compassionate omega. It took her much longer to warm to me. But in the end, I felt we'd met halfway in building a life together. Maybe that slow and steady kind of love isn't for everyone, but it worked for me and Subin."

"I think everyone's timing is different." Jeonghan said. "I hope when I fall in love, we take the time to truly get to know each other first. We can appreciate each other more deeply that way."

"That was certainly how Subin and I felt." Vernon smiled sadly. "It was an endless delight learning each new thing. It pains me still every single day how much I miss her. But pursuing the truth together helps me more than you know." He bowed to Jeonghan and headed back into the crowd.

Nearby, Jeonghan noticed a group of people glancing his way, their musings reaching his ears. "Looks like Vernon's poor heart has mended after all! Did you see the size of the jewels on that tiara?"

"They are quite handsome together, I must confess." Jeonghan smiled to himself at the evidence that their façade was working, tucking the jewelry box away before heading back into the ball.

As the party went on, Jeonghan grabbed a refreshment and lingered at the edge of the ballroom. "Now presenting the honorable Frederick Johnson, Attaché to the British Embassy in India!"

Jeonghan's ears perked up and he turned to look at the door just as the alpha in question walked through. "Freddie?" He murmured to himself.

Mingyu sidled up to Jeonghan with raised eyebrows. "Do you think that could be our Freddie from the letter?"

"It must be." Jeonghan nodded. "The chauffeur mentioned there was an attaché paying Subin undue attention at one of the rallies."

"Then I think it's time you had a little chat with him." Mingyu said.

Jeonghan approached the attaché, putting on his sweetest smile. "Beg pardon but I'm so certain I've seen you somewhere before. Have we met?"

The alpha gave him a curt bow. "Freddie Johnson, embassy attaché. Specializing in India's internal affairs and relations to Britain."

"Ah, of course, the attaché." Jeonghan nodded. "A pleasure to meet you at last! I'm Jeonghan."

Freddie eyed him for a moment before smiling. "Why, yes, of course. I've heard ever so much about you. So glad we're finally able to meet."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "You've heard of me?"

"Naturally!" Freddie nodded. "In fact, I was hoping to find you to issue you an invitation though I've been ever so busy with my work for our embassy in India."

So he was pretending to know Jeonghan. What a sycophant. "I'm truly flattered. Tell me all about being an attaché. You must see all manner of interesting things in the embassy, someone in your important position."

Freddie gave a careless shrug, puffing out his chest with self-importance. "Oh, naturally. When you're around people who have money and power, things happen. It's the way of the world for powerful alphas."

"Powerful alphas like you?" Jeonghan asked.

As Freddie preened at the presumed compliment, he peered at Jeonghan again to try to place who he was. "I nearly forgot the invitation I was to convey! Ambassador Evelyn Davies is hosting a cricket match. You will come, yes? It just wouldn't be the same without your attendance."

Jeonghan smiled. "I'd love to join you and your employer for a game. Perhaps we can speak more there."

An alpha nearby leaned in eagerly. "It's good the two of you are getting to meet. I did hear that Mr. Yoon here stole the show at the Dowager Ashbourne's garden party."

Freddie coughed, nearly choking on his cordial. "Mr. Yoon! As in the Yoon industrialist family from New York?" He briefly looked startled but quickly recovered. "You are related to Subin Yoon?"

"Yeah, I'm her brother." Jeonghan said. "How did you know her, may I ask? I've been hoping to become acquainted with everyone in her social circle as I am new to this country myself."

"I wouldn't be hopeful in that endeavor, if I were you." Freddie said stiffly. "As I recall, she didn't have many friends."

The other alpha cleared his throat. "So, Johnson, who else will be at this cricket match? Anyone else from India? I haven't seen Davies in ages."

"Yes, Ambassador Davies sounds like an interesting figure, Mr. Johnson." Jeonghan said. "I'd be keen on meeting her."

Freddie cleared his throat. "I-I expect you will should you take me up on the unfortunate invitation I extended. I'll have you know that anyone who's anyone will be at the cricket match. Hopefully you can find one of them to annoy instead." he turned his back on Jeonghan to continue his conversation with the other alpha.

Jeonghan found Seungcheol in the crowd and hurriedly told him about his conversation with Freddie. "It seems we've found some powerful people who your sister upset." Seungcheol scowled.

"I'll need to go to this cricket match and find out what Subin did to this Ambassador Davies." Jeonghan said. "Or what the ambassador did to her."

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"I managed to receive an invitation to a cricket match today hosted by Ambassador Evelyn Davies." Jeonghan informed the others as they sat around Seohyun's parlor. "Much to the chagrin of her attaché, Mr. Johnson."

"And you're certain they might be important to Subin's investigation?" Vernon asked.

Jeonghan nodded. "When I spoke to Mr. Johnson at the ball, he didn't seem fond of Subin at all. And Subin was warned off following a 'Freddie' in that letter. I'm sure it's the same person."

Seungkwan scowled. "If Subin got on the wrong side of any political figures by being so vocal about her causes, these could be the people we're looking for."

"Then we certainly have to make a showing at this cricket match." Seungcheol said.

"Ah, the joys of tracking down the stench of political corruption." Mingyu mused as he knelt to strap up his luggage due to spending the night as a guest.

"Just what is it you're planning, Jeonghan?" Vernon asked.

"I'm planning to put pressure on the ambassador." Jeonghan said. "In her position, she must see all kinds of things. Even if she wasn't directly involved in what Subin was pursuing, she likely knows who was. I'm certainly she'll let something slip."

Joshua smiled. "I'll be rooting for you from Windcroft. Will all of you be attending the cricket match?"

Mingyu sighed. "I'm afraid I must return to my business, although it was kind of your aunt to grant me lodging last night." He bowed his head politely to Jeonghan. "I wish you every bit of luck with the investigation. And I do hope you'll show up the gentry at cricket."

"I'll do my best." Jeonghan promised.

Seungcheol turned to Vernon. "Will you be joining us?"

Vernon shook his head. "Mother and Father are coming to London to search for suitable wedding venues so I got roped into spending the afternoon with them. And Grandmother."

"You poor man!" Seungcheol winced.

"We'll be at the ambassador's estate for dinner after the match, though." Vernon said.

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "Should I not help with the wedding planning as well?"

"I was able to excuse you." Vernon assured him. "I'll put on a show to keep up the appearance of our engagement. You have nothing to worry about. Just go play cricket and enjoy yourself."

"Great." Jeonghan nodded. "Just one more thing then. How on earth do you play cricket?"

Seungkwan smiled. "Seungcheol and I can help you with that. Come with us."

He escorted Jeonghan and Seungcheol to his townhouse as Seungcheol mimicked the swing of a cricket bat. "Been a while since I've stepped onto the field." The alpha mused before frowning, grabbing at his shoulder. "Might need to sit out this time around though. My shoulder's still sore after getting beaten up at the rally."

"Fortunately for you, Seungcheol, I'll happily take a crack at it." Seungkwan grinned.

"But will we even be permitted to play?" Jeonghan asked. "As omegas?"

"When I was stationed in India, word was that this Mrs. Davies believes in winning." Seungcheol said. "At any cost. I think she'd be happy to take on any challenger. Especially if she erroneously believed she had an advantage over the 'fairer' sex."

Jeonghan hummed. "I'm certain I'll give her quite a show. I can't wait to show her just what this wilting daisy can do! I'll play in heels and pearls if I must!"

"Hopefully that won't be necessary." Seungkwan chuckled as he led them into his house and all the way up to his bedroom.

"Your bedroom is very modern." Jeonghan complimented as he looked around. "I quite like it."

Seungkwan smiled. "Thank you, dear! Now we must get you properly outfitted for the match."

Seungcheol nodded. "My cousin's right. You don't want to be bowled out in your nice dress after all, do you?"

Jeonghan blinked. "Bowled out?"

They both chuckled at his confused expression. "I'll tell you what." Seungkwan said. "I once ordered a cricket uniform that didn't quite fit me right but should suit you perfectly. Never worn."

"Then what will you wear, Seungkwan?" Jeonghan asked.

"I'll be alright." Seungkwan assured him. "I've had plenty of practice sprinting in my daydress and boots." Once Seungkwan pulled out the uniform, Jeonghan ducked behind the changing screen in the room and changed into the blouse, trousers, and sweater vest. "Don't you look smart all suited up!" Seungkwan smiled as Jeonghan stepped back out.

"Now will you tell me how to play?" Jeonghan asked.

***

"I'm sorry you have to head back to Windcroft after your party." Seohyun pouted as she hugged Jeonghan goodbye. "I'll miss your youthful exuberance about the house!"

Seungcheol chuckled. "Come now, we all know you've more youthful exuberance than all of us combined."

"He's right." Seungkwan said. "You could run circles around any of us, Aunt Seohyun."

Jeonghan smiled at his aunt. "I'm so glad we had this time together. We'll have to do it again soon."

"Well, we'll be together soon enough." Seohyun said. "At your wedding!"

"The wedding!" Jeonghan did his best to remain visibly excited. "Right. I can't wait. The day can't come soon enough." He hoped the strain in his voice wasn't noticeable.

Seohyun glanced over at the others before leaning closer to Jeonghan. "Although I must say Mr. Seungcheol is terribly handsome, don't you think?"

Jeonghan felt his cheeks starting to grow warm. "I'm sure that's true, Aunt Seohyun."

With a wink, Seohyun nudged Jeonghan toward the other two. "Go on then. Don't be late for your game." Jeonghan, Seungkwan, and Seungcheol hired a motor taxi to the ambassador's estate outside London as Seohyun waved from her doorstep.

***

Jeonghan looked around with wide eyes. "This is quite an extravagant set up for a cricket match."

Seungcheol smiled. "Why simply play cricket when you could use it as an excuse to bludgeon your inferiors with your power and prestige?"

"Clearly she's intent on winning more than just the game." Jeonghan said.

"Mr. Yoon! Lord Ashbourne! What a pleasant surprise." Taeyeon hurried over to them with Alfred beside her. "We didn't know you'd be attending!"

Alfred grinned at Seungcheol. "Care to join me in wagering on the matches?"

"I'd put some money on Jeonghan here." Seungcheol said. "I think he's well prepared to turn some heads."

When they reached the open field, a small crowd was milling around the pitch as the previous match finished. "Run Lord Otis!" Seungkwan called out.

"I'll give you what for!" The crowd cheered wildly as the earl swung the bat.

"Not a bad performance, eh, Evelyn?" Freddie mused to the alpha next to him who was watching the game with a stern expression.

Jeonghan leaned close to whisper to Seungcheol. "That must be our ambassador." He marched over to get the alpha's attention. "Pardon me, Ambassador Davies? My name is Jeonghan Yoon. I've been hoping to take a minute of your time."

Freddie scowled. "This is who I warned you about. Subin Yoon's brother. My apologies, ma'am, I didn't actually expect him to show up today."

Evelyn turned slowly, taking in Jeonghan's uniform with surprise. "Are you a cricket fan, Mr. Yoon? I'll be most interested in seeing what you're capable of on the pitch. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to congratulate the winning team." She nodded to Jeonghan before walking toward the cricket pitch.

Jeonghan returned to Seungkwan and Seungcheol in disappointment. "The uniform helped but I'll need to play well to really get her attention."

"Next round of players on the pitch in five minutes!" Evelyn called out.

Seungkwan looped his arm through Jeonghan's to guide him toward the cricket pitch, Seungcheol following close behind. "I suppose I need a quick reminder of the rules." Jeonghan said.

"The main thing is that when you're batting, you try to score as many runs as possible." Seungkwan said. "When you're fielding, you want to try to get the batsmen out."

Jeonghan nodded. "Alright so there's batting and fielding. Similar to baseball. Easy enough."

"After you've hit the ball, to score a run, you run between the wickets." Seungcheol explained as he pointed at the sticks driven into the ground. "As many times as you can while the ball is in play. Meanwhile the fielding team is trying to get you out by hitting the wickets."

"And then the team with the most total runs wins." Seungkwan summed up. "The game ends when the fielding team takes all 10 wickets when all 10 batsmen are taken out."

Jeonghan nodded again. "Okay, I'm feeling confident. Time to make a splash."

"Players on the field now!"

"You're up." Seungcheol smiled.

Seungkwan gave Jeonghan a determined look. "Let's show these old codgers how it's done!" He turned to some other omegas and smiled. "Baroness Lee? Marchioness Huntsbury? Care to join us in trouncing the alphas?"

Taeyeon gave him a scandalized look. "Absolutely not! It wouldn't be proper!"

"Thank you, Lord Seungkwan, but I'd much rather drink on the sidelines than sweat in the sun." Soonyoung said.

Seokmin smiled at Soonyoung. "You enjoyed the last game then?"

"Not now dear." Soonyoung said dismissively, turning back to his friend.

Earl Otis and Marquess Huntsbury stepped in Jeonghan's path on his way to the pitch. "I take it you've played before, Mr. Yoon?" Alfred inquired.

"Never!" Jeonghan smiled.

"You'll be fine." The earl assured him. "Just don't use too much force when you swing, especially as a beginner."

Alfred nodded. "The earl has a good point. In fact, try to drive the ball if you can. That's when you swing the bat in a vertical arc."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said. "Any tips for when I'm throwing?"

"You usually want to aim for the wickets to get the batter out." Earl Otis reiterated what Seungcheol had said.

"But if you know the other team's ahead in runs then you should aim for the player." Alfred said. "Because you don't want to end the game while you're losing."

Jeonghan smiled and thanked them once more before following Seungkwan onto the cricket pitch. The two of them were placed on the Red Team against the attaché who was on Blue. "I'm surprised you omegas stepped out onto the field." Freddie mused. "Not to worry, we'll go easy on you."

"No need, Mr. Johnson." Seungkwan said.

After another batsman went, Jeonghan was up next with Freddie bowling to him. Jeonghan glanced to the side, noticing the ambassador scrutinizing him carefully. Freddie eyed him as he readied the ball before releasing it in a quick pitch. Jeonghan swung the bat vertically, sending the ball through the air. "Run, Jeonghan! Run!" Seungkwan called out.

Jeonghan took off sprinting for the opposite side of the pitch, flying nimbly over the field. He and the other batter ran between the wickets until they got run out. "That's two runs for the Reds!" Seungcheol cheered. "Well done, Jeonghan!" Ambassador Davies stroked her chin thoughtfully.

The other batters on Jeonghan's team scored a few runs, including Seungkwan who hit the ball solidly then sprinted across the pitch. Then it was Jeonghan's turn to bowl. First up was Freddie at bat. "You can do this!" Seungkwan encouraged Jeonghan. "I'll try to catch the ball if he hits it."

"Come on, Red Team!" Seungcheol clapped. Jeonghan bowled the ball, aiming for the wicket behind Freddie. He swung the bat but couldn’t' quite connect in time. Jeonghan's bowl was too quick, and he knocked the wicket down.

Two innings later, once again Jeonghan was bowling, and Freddie was batting. "Who'd have thought it would come down to the omegas?" Earl Otis mused.

Evelyn nodded. "They're playing quite well, aren't they? Certainly not something I would have expected."

"Yes, we have faith in them." Seungcheol smiled.

Earl Otis scoffed. "Well, your faith is often misplaced, isn't it, Mr. Seungcheol."

Jeonghan tried to tune out the alphas' voices to concentrate, furrowing his brow as he considered his move. "Stalling, are you?" Freddie asked with a smirk. Ignoring him, Jeonghan bowled the ball, and the attaché bunted it with a solid hit, scoring his team another run.

Soon, Jeonghan took the bat once more with the Blue Team bowling, only needing to hit one more wicket to end the game. His team was still down by one run. "Look sharp, Subin!" Freddie called out, clearly trying to throw Jeonghan off. Jeonghan narrowed his eyes as Freddie bowled the ball, aiming for the wicket behind him. But Jeonghan hit the ball and scored two runs.

When the Red Team was back up to bowl, their bowler knocked over the last wicket, ending the match with their team winning. Seungcheol and Jeonghan's teammates surrounded the omega, patting him on the back. "Impressive work, Jeonghan!" Seungcheol praised him.

Seungkwan smiled. "We made a splendid team, didn't we? Marvelously done."

Jeonghan caught sight of the ambassador watching him in the crowd and she gave him an approving nod. After he brushed off his clothing, Jeonghan took a deep breath and strode back over to the tents.

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As the guests mingled among the tents, the ambassador loomed before Jeonghan, hands clasped behind her back as she peered at him. "Surely now I've caught your attention." Jeonghan said. "Don’t pretend you weren't at least a little surprised to see our victory."

"Mr. Yoon, was it?" The female alpha asked before formally introducing herself. "Evelyn Davies, the crown's ambassador to India. That was quite an impressive display. You may have missed your calling as an omega athlete!"

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you, ma'am. It's a fun sport."

Evelyn cocked her head. "Do I understand correctly that you sought to speak to me today? About your sister, yes?"

"That's right, ma'am." Jeonghan nodded. "I hear she was quite active in political causes and may have been your guest with some frequency."

"Very well." Evelyn said. "I respect athleticism, especially when it comes in surprising forms. What do you wish to know?"

"What were your impressions of Subin?" Jeonghan asked.

Evelyn hummed. "She was a spitfire, wasn't she? I can't say I was overly fond of her myself. Too radical for my taste."

"How did you first meet her?" Jeonghan asked next.

"I suppose she managed to charm a diplomat I know." Evelyn said. "She was always talking at dinner parties about foreign affairs as though she were an expert. After that, there was no keeping her away. I suspect her real motive was trying to ply her ideological nonsense."

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. "Did you ever confirm that hypothesis?"

Evelyn scoffed. "Why, yes. I overheard her confide in an omega that she ingratiated herself with our group because she thought she could influence our ideas. The absurdity!"

Jeonghan filed that tidbit of information away before changing the topic. "Ambassador Davies, do you know of the People's Society?"

"I've heard of them." Evelyn nodded. "They're always causing a scene out in Seward Square, aren't they?"

"So you don't agree with their ideas?" Jeonghan asked.

"They're street riffraff who've convinced themselves that they understand the intricacies of foreign policy." Evelyn said. "As if they could!"

Jeonghan hesitated before asking one final question. "Have you ever sent letters to Subin?"

"Why?" Evelyn asked as if appalled by the thought. "What business could I possibly have with an American socialite?" She then pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Although I’m sure I know a few alphas who might have sent something her way." Jeonghan's eyes widened, and upon seeing his expression, the female alpha elaborated. "They were always quite distracted by her. And envious of Vernon, for that matter. An omega can get away with quite a lot of things when they're charming about it."

Jeonghan narrowed his eyes at Evelyn at the implication. "My sister may have turned heads, but I doubt she did it on purpose! Besides, she loved Vernon."

Evelyn scoffed. "That doesn't prevent others from eyeing her though, does it?"

Shaking his head, Jeonghan turned back to the original question. "So you're telling me you never sent her anything?"

Evelyn waved dismissively, clearly no longer interested in talking to Jeonghan. "Freddie handles most of my correspondence." She adjusted her suit. "I must see to my guests. If you'll excuse me." She headed toward a small group of alphas that included Seungcheol, Jeonghan trailing behind.

"I say, Davies, this is a fine gathering you've assembled!" Earl Otis exclaimed.

"Thank you." Evelyn smiled. "And there's much more to enjoy. I invite you to partake in the many delights of my estate before dinner. There's a magnificent collection of first edition poetry in the library and fine Scotch in the tasting cellar. Of course, everyone raves about my greenhouse, but the plants are best left undisturbed this time of year."

"Why do they rave about it?" Jeonghan asked curiously.

Evelyn puffed her chest out with pride. "I have an extensive collection of rare Indian flora." Her smile suddenly stiffened, and she hastily continued. "They need delicate conditions to grow, however. Can't have people rushing in and out. Best to come back in the fall!"

As the female alpha enthused about her collection, Seungcheol gently pulled Jeonghan from the crowd and lowered his voice. "I'd very much like to visit that greenhouse. I can't explain it but some of the specimens she's mentioning…I've seen them in my time in India."

Jeonghan frowned. "It is suspicious that she doesn't want anyone in there."

"Perhaps we should snoop around that greenhouse and see what we find." Seungcheol suggested. "Will you accompany me?"

Heart fluttering, Jeonghan nodded. "Sounds like a perfect opportunity to learn more about the ambassador and her dealings. I wonder if Subin visited it too."

"Let's see what we can find out." Seungcheol said.

They waited until the ambassador's attention was turned elsewhere before sneaking toward the greenhouse when no one was looking. Inside, lush plants sat beside grand columns, and a fountain decorated with ruby red apple finials babbled beneath a colorful stained-glass dome. "Look at these giant blooms!" Jeonghan gushed. "They're beautiful!"

"Look in the pond!" Seungcheol gasped.

Jeonghan peered at the gorgeous white blooms resting on thick green leaves. "Are those waterlilies?"

Seungcheol nodded. "In India, they're known as sacred lotus flowers. They have special significance to Hindus, Buddhists, Sikhs, and other religions in India."

"I can see why." Jeonghan smiled. "They're so peaceful to look at."

"And these are frangipanis." Seungcheol gestured to orange blossoms on skinny tree trunks nearby. "They're used in the champa incense that's common in Indian households. I've even heard the ambassador has a rare corpse flower, but I don't smell it. For which I'm quite grateful."

Jeonghan turned to Seungcheol with a curious expression. "Corpse flower?"

Seungcheol nodded. "So called because of the smell its blossoms give off." As he explored the rest of the trees and plants, a huge grin spread across his face.

"You enjoy nature a great deal." Jeonghan absurd, the sight of the alpha so happy making his own lips curl up in a smile.

"I do very much." Seungcheol said. "Apparently we used to have a lovely greenhouse back in Windcroft but after their omega pup died, it fell into disrepair. My aunt says she used to sit there among the plants with a view of the rolling hills in the back and nurse the baby or lull her to sleep."

Jeonghan frowned. "The greenhouse must remind them of her too much. Perhaps you should keep it as a memorial. Sometimes ruins of places can still look beautiful. Almost historical."

"Perhaps you're right." Seungcheol murmured. "It could be a nice place for all of us to remember her. To visit her."

They continued looking at the different plants on display in hidden alcoves. "Did you see may plants like this while you were in India?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol nodded. "These and many more. As I told you, one of my dearest friends in India managed a tea estate. He also had a spectacular greenhouse. I spent many an evening and holiday with him and his family. Dussehra, Holi, Diwali…"

"I'd like to visit India someday." Jeonghan said.

"I suspect you would find much to love about watching the sun rise over the Ganges River." Seungcheol mused. "Or the Taj Mahal glimmering at sunset." He continued to stroll down the shaded paths as he talked while Jeonghan paused before a flowering hyacinth to breathe in its fragrance.

As they reached the end of the path, Jeonghan noticed a locked door. "Strange." He tilted his head. "I wonder where that could lead."

Seungcheol shrugged. "It could be a storage space or…" He trailed off as he and Jeonghan exchanged a look.

"Something else." Jeonghan said. "We have to find a way through it." He looked around, searching for somewhere a key might be stored. "I wonder if there's a gardener's toolbox or something."

Seungcheol pursed his lips thoughtfully as he examined the fountain in the center. "These statues around the base of the fountain are most curious." Jeonghan moved to Seungcheol's side and studied the statues with him. A half bird, half human creature. A mermaid. And a centaur. "See how they're all lined up?"

Jeonghan nodded, his eyes drifting up to the stained glass above them, glancing over the images of a rave, dolphin, and horse. "They seem to match the images in the roof." He looked between the glass and the statues a few times before approaching the statues. He tried twisting the bird creature one and it shifted under his grasp.

"That did it!" Seungcheol exclaimed in surprise. "How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." Jeonghan smiled as he looked up to study the stained glass again. He turned the bird creature until it was facing the right like its sister image above. Then he did the same to the mermaid. But for the centaur, he turned it to the left. Once all three statues were in place, there was a click at the other end of the fountain. "Yes!" Jeonghan clapped excitedly. "The statues all have to match the direction of their counterpart on the stained glass! This bird statue is for the raven, the mermaid is for the dolphin, and the centaur is for the horse."

"Brilliant." Seungcheol gazed at Jeonghan in awe before turning toward the other end of the fountain, his eyes widening at something. "Over here!"

They rushed over where a small compartment had opened in one of the finials. Jeonghan reached out to open the crack wider and found a key on a chain inside. "What do you want to bet this opens the door?" He smirked as he grabbed the key and hurried back over to the door with Seungcheol. The door easily opened under the key.

"Our ambassador is certainly going to a lot of trouble to keep this door locked." Seungcheol said.

"Let's see what we find." Jeonghan took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

As soon as they stepped through to the other side, they found themselves in an otherworldly garden space. Thick vines draped over the columns and thin rays of light descended into the sanctum. "It's beautiful." Jeonghan said in awe as he took it all in. "But there's something unbearably eerie about it."

Seungcheol nodded. "This must be where she keeps the rarest plants. The ones that need a more humid climate." Jeonghan wandered down an overgrown pathway as dragonflies darted around them. "Lots of interesting specimens around here." Seungcheol ducked beneath a low tendril of leaves as he followed Jeonghan, peering into the muggy depths of the greenhouse.

Jeonghan turned to face Seungcheol with a serious expression. "The fact that it took so much effort to get in means that what's in here is dangerous. I'm no scientist but I wouldn't be surprised if some kind of deadly concoction could be made from these plants."

"And then dissolved into a perfume." Seungcheol said the part Jeonghan hadn't spoken aloud. He examined many of the plant specimens, careful not to touch anything. "We shouldn't collect samples, but I'd like to speak to Vernon's contacts at the university labs. Perhaps they've turned up new information since they last corresponded."

"Especially once we tell them the poison potentially came from a plant from India." Jeonghan quickly jotted down a few sketches using pen and paper from his handbag. "We should go before anyone notices how long we've been gone." With one last uneasy look around the inner sanctum, the two of them returned to the main portion of the greenhouse.

Once they'd walked past the fountain, Jeonghan reached for the door handle to return to the party. "Just this way!" The sound of the ambassador's voice had the two of them jumping back from the door.

"Do you still have that bed of petunias around the building?" Earl Otis' voice rang through the door next.

"Of course!" Evelyn replied. "However, I built a small lake around it."

Jeonghan and Seungcheol sighed in relief as the voices passed the door, going around the building. Jeonghan leaned against the wall. "That was too close."

Seungcheol nodded. "Much too close."

Jeonghan's heart beat fast from the scare, adrenaline coursing through his veins. The sensation only increased when he looked up and realized just how close Seungcheol was. Forcing himself to not overthink the moment, Jeonghan stepped closer, his hand moving up Seungcheol's arm. A ray of rainbow speckled light spilled down from the stained glass and reflected in the alpha's eyes. "Jeonghan?" Seungcheol asked quietly.

Jeonghan gently shushed him. "Don't think." He whispered, heart hammering loudly in his chest as he closed the distance and finally pressed his lips to Seungcheol's for the first time. Seungcheol stiffened at first. Then slowly, hesitantly, his arms pulled Jeonghan closer as he parted his lips against the omega's, deepening the kiss. As though something had broken forth from a damn, they held each other tightly, eager for more. Then the loud crack of a batsman taking a swing at the ball broke through the moment. Jeonghan pulled back from Seungcheol with a start, his eyes wide. "I forgot the cricket match is still going on."

Seungcheol's throat bobbed. "We'd better return."

Jeonghan nodded, everything in him screaming to stay in that greenhouse with Seungcheol. "Yes, we must."

Seungcheol reached out to gently take Jeonghan's hand in his, squeezing it. "I hope we can escape again sometime."

"I hope so too." Jeonghan said quietly, sharing a secret hopeful smile with Seungcheol.

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"Dear Jeonghan, there you are!" Vernon's mother greeted him as everyone entered the ambassador's house for dinner.

Jeonghan smiled at her. "You made it out of London! How was the shopping?"

Vernon appeared at Jeonghan's side, a tight smile on his face. "It was extensive."

"Expensive, is more like it." Vernon's dad said.

"But it is well worth it to see Vernon happily married at last!" The alpha's grandmother exclaimed. "Time waits for no one!"

Jeonghan plastered a smile on his face. "I'm glad you're all getting into the spirit." He took Vernon's arm in his. "And I'm grateful of course that we have you all to help us prepare. We couldn't do it without you."

Vernon cleared his throat quietly. "Quite right." He did his best to grin alongside Jeonghan.

Seungcheol averted his eyes from Jeonghan's as he passed into the dining room, leaving Jeonghan struggling to continue smiling as Vernon's dad spoke. "I'm sure my bride can give you all the details, Jeonghan. However, we'd best head inside for supper for now."

Jeonghan followed them into the dining room and found himself seated opposite Vernon and Seungcheol at the banquet table. He and Seungcheol shared a knowing look, the heat rising in Jeonghan's cheeks at the memory of Seungcheol's lips on his own in the greenhouse. "I am most please you all could join me today." Evelyn said at the head of the table. "I did so miss conversing with like-minded individuals while on the subcontinent."

"Yes, civilized conversation was quite lacking there." Freddie agreed.

Seungcheol scowled, staring down at his plate as the servers brought the first course. Seungkwan caught Jeonghan's eye as well, tight lipped before putting on a smile. "Thank you for hosting us, Ms. Davies. Playing a game of cricket was a welcome distraction."

"Yes, your parties always have the best entertainment!" Soonyoung beamed. "And gossip!"

"If only your manor had better air circulation." Earl Otis huffed. "This stifling heat is as bad as the jungles of Burma."

"I'm sure Mr. Yoon doesn't mind." Freddie suddenly quipped. "He's probably used to baking in the sun like one of his president's Rough Riders." Evelyn chuckled while Freddie beamed.

Jeonghan clearly his throat. "Apologies, sir, but the Rough Riders actually disbanded in 1898. Further, President McKinley was in office then, but we are currently led by Woodrow Wilson. Of course, I understand the confusion. It's so difficult to understand the nuances of politics."

Freddie scowled at him while the dowager viscountess stifled a snort and nodded approvingly. "Well said, Jeonghan. Why are we discussing Rough Riders anyway? Sounds like violent business to me."

"How is business progressing in India, Davies?" Seokmin asked.

"Oh, you know how it goes." Evelyn said. "We bring a new proposal to the Prince Whatsit, he rejects it, his state remains in chaos, but will they listen to us? No."

"I don't understand why you even permit them a chance to reject you." Earl Otis said. "We ought to bring back Dalhousie's old policy."

Seungcheol's fork and knife clattered against his plate. "Dalhousie's doctrine of lapse was a vile practice." He said. "Another means of robbing the Indians of their autonomy. We rightly did away with it. Just because an Indian prince did not have a direct heir should not have meant he lost the right to appoint his successor."

"Seungcheol-"

Melody rested her hand on Simon's arm to stop him. "NO, darling, let him speak his mind."

"Was it vile?" Freddie asked. "Or was it the least disruptive means of transitioning power into more civilized hands?"

Evelyn turned her gaze on Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon, please share with us your American view, as I can see you're dying to offer it."

"The doctrine of lapse sounds familiar." Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to recall it. "If an Indian state had no alpha heir, it would be annexed into British India?" At Evelyn's nod of confirmation, Jeonghan said, "I think you've no right to impugn on India's self-rule. Britain has mismanaged India into starvation and run roughshod over its history and traditions to impose its own. We have to end the doctrine of imperialism and reject the 'White Alpha's Burden' for the bigoted nonsense and rubbish justification it is."

Evelyn scowled at him. "Now listen here, Mr. Yoon, we've heard quite enough out of uppity American omegas who think they know better than we do-"

"Leave him be." Seungcheol glared at Evelyn. "There's nothing shameful in an omega having opinions."

"Shouldn't his fiance be the one to defend him?" Freddie asked.

As Jeonghan glared at Freddie, Alfred cleared his throat. "The omega has a point, Davies. It's ridiculous for outside forces to swoop in to settle such matters."

Taeyeon pushed her food around her plate. "Surely we can speak on something more pleasant-"

"How can intruders possibly claim to run things better than the people who have lived there their entire lives?" Alfred continued.

Jeonghan looked at the alpha in surprise at his conviction. "Precisely, my lord."

"Thank you, Lord Huntsbury." seungcheol said. "I'm glad someone else sees it too."

Alfred scowled and sipped his wine as Taeyeon stiffly patted his arm. People exchanged glances across the dinner table. "Well!" Seungkwan clapped his hands together. "This is getting rather tense! Perhaps we could all stand to play a game to liven the atmosphere? And another round of drinks wouldn't go remiss either. For courage!" He gave Jeonghan a nudge, imploring him with his smile. "What do you say? Shall we teach them how to play Impostor?" He dropped his voice while leaning closer so only Jeonghan could hear. "It might be a chance to shake loose a few more secrets."

"That is a marvelous idea, Seungkwan." Jeonghan agreed.

"Indeed!" Soonyoung nodded. "I always love a good game."

"So how does one play Impostor?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan grinned and waved down a servant. "Sir, fetch me a pad of paper and a pen, would you? And a fresh round of drinks for the table." The footalpha bowed to Seungkwan and scurried off. "It's dead simple. I'm going to write down everyone's names on a piece of paper then we'll each draw one from a hat. You look at our paper and then must state a few things about 'yourself' pretending you're that other person but without saying their name. Then we all guess who you're supposed to be." The footalpha returned with paper and pen and Seungkwan began to write down names while the servants passed out refreshments.

"This all sounds like childish nonsense to me." The dowager viscountess huffed. "You can count me out, Seungkwan."

"I'm feeling a bit fatigued from today." Melody said. "Perhaps Simon and I will go recover in the parlor."

Vernon stood from the table. "I'll go with you both, Mother. I'm not one for games."

"Of course." Jeonghan smiled. "Feel better, Lady Ashbourne."

"I'll join you as well." Taeyeon said. "This all seems rather unomegalike."

"Fear not, Taeyeon!" Seungkwan called after her. "We won't start too many scandals without you!" Once they were gone, he passed the hat around with names and everyone drew a piece of paper from it. "Splendid. I'll go first to show you how it's done." He unfolded his piece of paper and read it with a frown. "Alright. You won't find a soul at the table who's held more job titles than me. I collect them like commemorative plates. Who am I?"

Jeonghan ran through what he knew about each person at the table before making a guess. "Is it Mr. Johnson?"

"Got it in one!" Seungkwan exclaimed. "Well done, Jeonghan! He was telling me about his roles in the ministry during the match."

"I had a hunch." Jeonghan chuckled.

Freddie frowned. "I haven't bounced about all that much, have I?"

"There's no shame in that, Freddie." Evelyn assured him.

Seungkwan leaned over to Jeonghan. "Mr. Johnson told me earlier that he worked for several of the peerage before Ambassador Davies."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "I wonder who he's worked for before."

Evelyn cleared her throat. "As for myself, I've held my posting for 20 years now."

"They'll have to pry you off of it with a crowbar I think, Davies." Alfred chuckled.

"Ambassador, it's your turn." Seungkwan said.

Evelyn studied her piece of paper and cleared her throat once more. "A few years ago, I made the romantic gesture of serenading my one and only true love with a full string orchestra! Who am I?"

"I believe that's Baron Lee." Jeonghan said.

"A lucky guess!" Evelyn chuckled. "Nice work, Mr. Yoon."

"Well, it's not exactly a secret how much he adores the baroness." Jeonghan mused.

Seokmin grinned. "It's me, it's true. There was no length I wouldn't take to woo my omega."

Jeonghan smiled. "How romantic."

"I didn't have to lift a finger." Soonyoung said. "He came to me. Though I wasn't amiss to getting his title, I'm not ashamed to admit."

"That you weren't!" Seungkwan laughed before nudging Jeonghan. "Baron Lee is head over heels for the baroness who was a famous debutante in her day. But I fear he takes the alpha's kindness for granted now that he already has the title." He straightened up and raised his voice once more. "Seungcheol, your turn."

Seungcheol glanced at his paper. "You might call me Mr. Popular. I've never had trouble winning people over to my side even if I rarely hold a winning hand of cards. Who am I?"

"Are you Marquess Huntsbury?" Jeonghan guessed.

"Very clever." Seungcheol smiled. "Though I suppose the bit about cards was a dead giveaway."

"Yes, that's the bit that I caught onto." Jeonghan said.

Alfred barked out a laugh. "Come, now, I win sometimes as well!"

"Only because you're so used to having your way." Seungcheol joked.

Seungkwan leaned toward Jeonghan again. "Lord Huntsbury has always gone to the best schools. Fulton then Oxbridge. I heard many omegas were head over heels for him in his school days."

Jeonghan raised his eyebrows. "I wonder if he's had it too easy."

"My turn!" Soonyoung squealed. "There isn't a mess I can't clean up! I once pulled strings in government to help a friend. Who am I?"

"If you're in the government then it has to be Ambassador Davies." Jeonghan said.

"Well spotted." Soonyoung said.

"And well played." Seokmin added on.

Jeonghan playfully bowed. "Thank you, thank you."

Evelyn frowned. "I don't know what you're insinuating, Lord Lee."

"Come now, there's no need to be coy!" Soonyoung laughed. "You'd do anything to help a friend. Why, I recall the time Lord Huntsbury here found himself stranded at an alpha's club in a horrible downpour and forgot cab fare. He rang up Davies and got put up in the royal suite at the Ritz until it was safe for him to return!"

"I wouldn't call that a mess, exactly." Alfred said. "Just an unfortunate circumstance."

"Well congratulations to Jeonghan." Seungkwan said. "He seems to have bested us all."

Jeonghan smiled. "I just enjoy reading people."

"Hats off to mr. Yoon!" Alfred exclaimed.

Freddie scoffed quietly. "This time at least."

As the guests continued to banter back and forth, Seungkwan glanced over at Jeonghan with a smile. "Everyone seems to be in much better spirits now, don't you think?"

Jeonghan nodded. "You're quite the magician, Seungkwan."

"You're rather magical yourself, Jeonghan." Seungkwan said.

"Why thank you." Jeonghan giggled.

Seungkwan shook his head. "No need to thank me. I only speak the truth."

"And yet it's terribly refreshing all the same." Jeonghan said.

As they retired to the parlor for after dinner refreshments, Jeonghan caught up with the Chois, Alfred and Taeyeon, and Seokmin and Soonyoung. "So, Mr. Yoon, how is the wedding planning coming along?" Taeyeon asked.

"Vernon and his family did some shopping today, in fact." Jeonghan said. "But fortunately, most of the plans have been made already because…" He trailed off as a sadness washed over him. "Well, because of my sister."

Melody frowned and reached out to pat his shoulder comfortingly. "There now, dear."

"There's still much to be done, however." The dowager viscountess said. "The main problem is finding a suitable venue."

Taeyeon's eyes widened. "You haven't yet found one?"

"The cathedral in Windcroft is still under repairs." Simon explained. "And we want a church suitable for such a distinguished occasion."

"We're still hoping to hold the wedding at the end of the summer however." The dowager viscountess said. "The date can't come soon enough, in my opinion."

"What about in our neck of the woods?" Soonyoung offered.

Seokmin nodded. "We've a lovely chapel in the hamlet."

Melody grimaced. "We were hoping for something a little more…grand."

Alfred's eyes suddenly widened. "Why not hold it near our estate? The local cathedral is available and it's quite fetching, you know."

Vernon blinked. "Oh, we hadn't even considered…"

"A splendid idea, Alfred." Taeyeon smiled. "We can even host ou at our estate in the days leading up to the ceremony. After all your poor family has gone through…"

"I do think you'll need to have the wedding a little sooner then." Alfred said. "The cathedral is only open until the end of next month."

Vernon nearly choked on his drink. "T-the end of next month?"

"But that moves the wedding up by weeks!" Jeonghan exclaimed. "We couldn't possibly be ready in time! We've only just started planning!"

Alfred waved off his concerns. "Nonsense! There isn't much to handle if we're hosting it. Taeyeon and I are happy to help out! Isn't that right, Taeyeon?"

Taeyeon smiled politely. "Yes, dear. It would be our pleasure."

"I see no need for us to wait the extra month." Simon said. "That's most kind of you, Lord and Lady Huntsbury."

Soonyoung clapped. "That settles it then!"

Jeonghan and Vernon exchanged a look. Then Jeonghan caught Seungcheol listening in, the alpha's eyes turning sorrowful. Jeonghan swallowed thickly, trying to regain his composure before anyone read the shock and horror on his face. "We, uh, thank you for your generosity."

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Jeonghan's stomach churned at the thought of his wedding date being moved up. Why did Alfred and Taeyeon have to offer such a perfect wedding venue? "A phone call for you, Jeonghan!" Joshua called out. "I believe it's your stepmother calling about the wedding." He handed Jeonghan the phone with a small sympathetic smile.

"Thank you, Joshua." Jeonghan said quietly before bringing the receiver to his ear.

"Jeonghan, darling!" His stepmother's voice rang out. "We were so delighted to receive word that your wedding date has been moved up! Lord and Lady Huntsbury sound like very generous people. I must thank them!"

"I'm thrilled." Jeonghan said, struggling to keep his voice light. After all, he and Vernon were supposed to appear to be in love. "The sooner we're wed, the better."

"That's the spirit. Then we can put all this sorrow behind us! You're the talk of the town in New York, by the way! John Perez was dreadfully jealous that he wasn't to wed a viscount. As though he could!"

Jeonghan's younger brother, Chan, then appeared on the other end. "Hello, Jeonghan!"

Jeonghan's heart melted a little, suddenly feeling homesick at the sound of Chan's voice. "Chan! I miss you. You're taking care of your little brother, aren't you?"

"Yes! We played in the water."

"We're in Newport for vacation so we must be going." Jeonghan's stepmother said. "Farewell, Jeonghan. We'll have to change our travel plans of course but we'll see you very soon."

"I can't wait, Eunjung." Jeonghan said quietly.

After the call, Jeonghan went to meet Vernon in the study. Vernon was near the mantel, inspecting the designs on a handheld mirror pensively. "I'm sorry, is this a bad time?" Jeonghan asked.

Vernon shook his head. "Not at all. Please come in." He put the mirror back on the mantel and gestured toward the plush emerald chair. "Hearing everyone so excited about the wedding makes it feel much too real, doesn't it?"

Jeonghan sighed. "I can't stop thinking of how little time we have left."

"Do you think it's time to tell the family that we don't actually plan to wed?" Vernon asked.

"We need to solve the murder first." Jeonghan said. "We must be getting close to the truth, or we wouldn't have gotten that threatening letter. I think the best thing right now is to stick with our plan and hope we find Subin's killer soon."

Vernon nodded. "Then I'm with you. Let's just hope we solve it before the wedding day." He sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets. "I'll speak with my parents and see if there's any way to buy ourselves a bit more time."

"Then I'll stay focused on the investigation." Jeonghan said. "Specifically the ambassador and her attaché. They know something about Subin's activism, and I intend to find out what."

"Do you think they could have actually killed her?" Vernon asked.

Jeonghan shrugged. "I will just have to find out. It makes sense but I don't have a solid motive yet. What did Subin know that was such a threat to them? Without tangible proof, we can't bring it to the authorities."

"If there's proof to be found, you have my full confidence, Jeonghan." Vernon said sincerely. "I know you won't leave any stone unturned." He picked up the mirror from the mantel again and looked at it with a sigh before slipping it inside his jacket.

"Is that something of Subin's?" Jeonghan asked curiously before giving the alpha a wry smile. "It doesn't exactly look like your style."

Vernon chuckled softly. "It was a gift I gave her. A Venetian mirror to prepare for our honeymoon in Venice." He bit his lip as his face fell. "It seems there isn't a room I can walk into without finding a memento of our short time together."

"Someday those memories will be treasures, not open wounds." Jeonghan assured him.

"Every one of them is still so vivid." Vernon said. "I could probably tell you every word we said the day I gave her this."

Jeonghan smiled sadly. "I love hearing about your time together."

Vernon turned the mirror so that their reflections faced them both. "I don't know. What use is there dwelling on the past?"

"It brings her back to life for me." Jeonghan said softly. "Even if it's just for a moment." After a brief moment of silence, Jeonghan said, "I think it's good for both of us to remember her alive."

Taking a deep breath, Vernon nodded. "That night, Subin and I were discussing our future…"

London. Several months ago…

"That party was rather chaotic, wasn't it?" Subin asked.

Vernon hummed. "It turned out alright. I got to spend the evening addressing you as my future bride, after all."

Subin smiled, her cheeks flushing. "Which I was most delighted by!"

"But if you get tired of big events like that, then we can certainly attend fewer in the future." Vernon assured her. "Which do you prefer?"

"I find large gatherings exhilarating." Subin said. "So many people to speak with, stories to hear, excitement filling the air!"

Vernon chuckled. "I'm glad you're so good at such things. I apologize that I am not."

Subin shook her head. "Don't apologize. It merely means we complement each other well."

"I'm delighted to know that the future Lady Ashbourne is pleased." Vernon said.

Subin covered Vernon's hand with her own. "I never need doubt your feelings for me just as I hope you'll never doubt mine. I realize it must be something of a rarity in our circles but that only makes me feel even more blessed."

"I'm so glad our children will have the gift of seeing their parents so in love with each other." Vernon said softly and Subin gasped quietly, her eyes widening. "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No." Subin assured him. "It's just that you surprised me. But I am pleased to start a family with you. I've adored helping take care of my younger siblings. I'd love to do that again as a mother."

Vernon smiled brightly. "And I cannot wait to see you with a baby in your arms. But we need not rush. We have a lifetime together."

Subin nodded. "A lifetime."

Vernon gently touched Subin's cheek before checking behind him on the couch. "I nearly forgot. I also brought you a gift. A keepsake as we begin that life." He held out a long flat box tied with red ribbon.

Subin opened the gift to reveal a silver hand mirror sculpted with elaborate floral motifs and beautiful jade detailing. "Why, Vernon, it's beautiful!"

"It's Venetian." Vernon informed her. "To commemorate our upcoming honeymoon."

Subin leaned over to embrace Vernon, carefully holding the mirror in one hand. "You're ever so thoughtful, Vernon. Thank you."

Vernon kissed Subin's cheek and sat back to gaze into her eyes, hands clasped around hers. "I'll go put this away. Wouldn't want it to get broken. Will you be up for a bit? Perhaps for a night cap?"

"I'd love one." Subin said.

Windcroft Manor. Present day…

"I heard the bell ring as I walked away but thought nothing of it." Vernon frowned. "But by the time I got back, something had changed. Subin was upset."

London. Several months ago…

"Subin, is everything alright?" Vernon asked in concern.

Subin opened her mouth to respond but paused and took a deep breath. "Everything's fine." She finally said. "Someone stopping by on behalf of their employer is all."

Vernon furrowed his eyebrows. "Anyone I would know?"

"No, no." Subin quickly shook her head. "From one of the charities I work with. Nothing that can't wait until the morning. Just some disputes over…donations, you know."

Vernon offered Subin a reassuring smile. "I'm so pleased you've found some meaningful work to take part in. But I'm also glad you don't mind leaving it be sometimes."

"I'll always make time for you, Vernon." Subin promised.

Vernon took Subin's hand in his once more, staring into her eyes. "You are too splendid, Miss Yoon. I can't wait for you to be my bride."

Subin smiled. "Nor can I."

Windcroft Manor. Present day…

Jeonghan frowned. "Subin had a late night visitor? When was this?"

"A few weeks before her death." Vernon said. "Long enough that I only made the connection now. I truly thought it was just someone from her charities but perhaps it was something more suspicious."

"Perhaps the ambassador's attaché?" Jeonghan suggested. "You said her words were 'on behalf of their employer', right?"

Vernon nodded. "As far as I remember."

Jeonghan hugged himself. "Freddie was the one named in that threatening letter. Who answered the door that night? Was it Subin herself or would one of the footalphas know who came calling?"

"Subin went to the door herself as far as I remember." Vernon said. "She was never one to stand on ceremony." He bit his lip. "Do you think this visit is something we should look into then?"

"I want to trick the attaché into spiling the truth." Jeonghan said. "I'll cozy up to him, make him feel safe, then get him to tell me all he knows."

"Mr. Johnson certainly seems like he'd be easier to trick than the ambassador." Vernon said. "But be careful. I wouldn't want you doing anything that might put you in danger."

Jeonghan nodded. "I promise."

Vernon sighed, looking across the room. "I remember the night Subin died, I had wanted to continue our discussion on our future children. How we hoped to raise them."

Realization dawned on Jeonghan. "Is that what she was referring to in the letter she wrote me?"

"Yes." Vernon nodded. "I had such hopes for the future we would build together. I thought we had so much time."

Jeonghan put his hand on Vernon's shoulder. "I know how much Subin meant to you and I believe you meant the world to her also."

A sad smile tugged at Vernon's lips. "I hope she knew how much I loved her. Thank you for listening, Jeonghan."

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After a refreshing ride with Claudio about the grounds, Jeonghan felt more cheerful. "You're in fine form today, Claudio." He praised the horse. "I'm sorry if you're getting a bit bored with riding the same path every day though. Perhaps we can change it soon?" As he led Claudio toward the stables, Jeonghan spotted Seungcheol heading toward him from the main house.

"I'm glad I caught you." Seungcheol said, Jeonghan's cheeks burning slightly as he thought back to the kiss they'd shared in the ambassador's greenhouse. "Seungkwan's arrived and he has a promising idea for us. Mingyu, Vernon, and Joshua are waiting." He nodded to Claudio. "I think Claudio will like his idea as well."

Jeonghan followed Seungcheol to the gardens where Seungkwan, Mingyu, Joshua, and Vernon had congregated beneath the folly. "So, Seungkwan, what' this about some great idea of yours?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan sighed. "We must do something to speed up this investigation, especially with your wedding date less than a month away!"

"He's right." Mingyu said. "The clock is ticking we can't be cautious anymore. We must be more aggressive with our investigation no matter the danger."

"We want more information on this Ambassador Davies and Mr. Johnson, right?" Seungkwan asked. "Then I'll host a driven grouse shoot at Barrington House! The rest of the long weekend, we'll have formal dinner parties and an array of other activities. No expense will be spared, in true Boo fashion."

Mingyu grinned. "And Mrs. Davies and Mr. Johnson will be at the top of the invitation list. Like the honored guests that they are."

"Not only that, I want to set a trap for Mr. Johnson." Seungkwan turned to Jeonghan. "We'll make sure you get on the same party as him so you'll have plenty of time alone."

Seungcheol scowled. "Mr. Johnson is certainly the weak link between the two of them. If either of them is going to crack, it'll be him."

"I think this is a marvelous idea." Jeonghan said. "Genius as always, Seungkwan."

Seungkwan smiled. "I aim to please."

"It would be terribly rude of them to not accept an invitation from a dowager duchess." Mingyu said.

"And I would love the chance to ask some questions of any servants they bring with them." Joshua said.

"Plus Claudio would enjoy the chance to explore Barrington House's game trails." Seungcheol pointed out.

Jeonghan smiled. "He'll be thrilled for the change of scenery."

Seungkwan clapped his hands together. "It's settled then. I'll make the arrangements and see you all there!"

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Jeonghan arrived early at Barrington House ahead of the other guests to get some shooting pointers from Seungkwan. He marveled at the immense estate. Seungkwan spread his arms wide from the main steps dressed in his shooting clothes. "Welcome to Barrington House!"

"You look wonderful, Seungkwan!" Jeonghan complimented him.

"It's so nice to finally have you here!" Seungkwan beamed.

"Do you live here all by yourself?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan nodded. "I do now. Before, I lived with the late Duke Scott. Even then it was an awful lot of space for the two of us. My ward, Noah, is away at boarding school but he should be back for a visit in a few months."

Jeonghan's eyes widened a bit in surprise. "I didn't know you had a ward."

"It's…" Seungkwan winced. "It's a bit of a story." He turned away a moment to help direct servants toward Jeonghan's luggage, obviously uncomfortable.

"Do you enjoy living alone?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan smiled. "I'm content. I'm rather close with many of my staff, which some people think strange. And I certainly don't mind having no one to tell me what to do." He sighed, planting his hands on his hips. "I'm satisfied living on my own but I have to host events like this every now and then to give the appearance of alpha hunting. Might as well have a laugh by hosting an actual hunt."

"And at least you can get away with dressing quite unconventionally." Jeonghan said, eyeing the omega's very alpha like hunting suit.

"That's the best part." Seungkwan said. "If it's a sporting event, I can get away with a lot more." He looked Jeonghan over. "Honestly, if you'd like something to make riding and shooting a bit easier, I might have something that'll fit you. How does that sound?" Jeonghan nodded. "Marvelous! Once you're all kitted up, let's get started on your lessons!"

After Jeonghan was dressed in the suit, he followed Seungkwan to an open field on the property beside the ruins of an old castle. "You do cut quite the regal figure in that outfit." Seungkwan complimented him. "Like an Artemis of the hunt leading us all!"

Jeonghan laughed. "I only wish to compare favorably with you."

"Let's get started." Seungkwan picked a rifle up from the open cases set out on the lawn. "This is a bolt action rifle. You'll need to manually load each round. Of course, make sure you're never pointing it anywhere near another person. Like so." He kept the barrel of the gun steady on the ground as he loaded the rifle. "Then you take aim down the barrel, line up in the sights…and fire!" He pulled the trigger and effortlessly hit a glass bottle that was lined up on a distant fence. The bottle shattered in every direction.

"Well done." Jeonghan clapped.

Seungkwan smiled and held the rifle out to Jeonghan. "Now you try." After a few minutes of Jeonghan perfecting his form and shooting different bottles on the fence, Seungkwan nodded in satisfaction. "You're catching on very fast. I think you're ready to work on some moving targets. There aren't any grouse here now. We usually have to drive them into the area. But I'll throw a bottle into the air for you to shoot." He returned to the open cases to find another bottle.

While Seungkwan made his preparations, Jeonghan's mind drifted back to their earlier conversation. "Seungkwan, I can't help but feel bad about what you said earlier. About having to keep up the pretense of alpha hunting. It must be difficult to do something your heart isn't in."

"Well, I suppose there are some still hoping I'll give the estate an heir." Seungkwan shrugged.

Jeonghan tilted his head. "What do you want?"

"Mirth and laughter of course." Seungkwan said. "I want to be bursting with experiences before my time is up."

"I'd say you're well on your way to achieving your goal." Jeonghan said.

"I want to travel the world, help out where I can, and not have people intruding on how I choose to live my life." Seungkwan smiled wistfully and returned with an empty port bottle.

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Do you mind telling me the story of you and your ward? You never mentioned him before."

"He's always away at school." In a sudden moment of frustration, Seungkwan picked up the rifle and looked into the sights, his finger tensing on the trigger. "And it's an ugly story." He took a breath then spit it out bluntly. "My late husband had a son with an omega he carried on an affair with before he died." He shot toward the fence, two bottles blasting apart in quick succession.

"I had no idea." Jeonghan said. "I'm so sorry, Seungkwan."

Seungkwan shook his head. "You have nothing to be sorry for. You're not the one who betrayed and made a fool of me, are you? George wanted me to legitimize Noah as our heir. In exchange, I got access to his fortune and more freedom than I'd have had otherwise. Since he passed, I've cared for Noah as my own."

"How do you and Noah get on?" Jeonghan asked.

"It's funny." Seungkwan let out a sad laugh. "He's always away at boarding school and yet it feels as though earning his favor takes up most of my time."

Jeonghan frowned. "What happened to Noah's mother?"

Seungkwan shook his head again. "I have no idea. In exchange for us legitimizing Noah, we agreed that George wouldn't see his mistress anymore. Since then, she's chosen to stay far away from all of us. Even Noah. I think he's always resented me for that. Still over the years, I think our relationship has improved somewhat."

"I'm sure, given time, things will get easier." Jeonghan said.

"I certainly hope so." Seungkwan sighed then gave Jeonghan a determined smile and gestured at his rifle with the port bottle. "Enough stalling. Time for your next round."

Jeonghan nodded. "I'm all ears."

"A moving target is always harder to hit.' Seungkwan said. "So make sure to square your stance, steady the gun against your shoulder, and watch out for the kickback. You'll also want to aim a bit ahead of your target since there will be a delay before you hit it. Just follow its trajectory. I'm going to throw the bottle out into the field now so get ready to shoot it." He winded up his throw, tossing the empty bottle high into the sky. Jeonghan carefully kept his gaze on the bottle then shot just ahead of its trajectory. The bottle shattered in a cascade of glass. "Well done, Jeonghan!" Seungkwan applauded him.

"Thank you." Jeonghan smiled. "I had a good teacher."

After a few more rounds, Seungkwan stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Your form is getting better, but I think you might need my help with your posture." He stepped closer, putting his hands on Jeonghan's shoulders to straighten them.

"Any help is welcome." Jeonghan said. "I want to look extra prepared in front of the others."

Seungkwan adjusted Jeonghan's shoulders. "And then let's shift your waist a little too like so…" He smiled and gave Jeonghan a reassuring nod. "All set. Give it one more shot then." Jeonghan took steady aim at another glass bottle lined up on the fence and pulled the trigger. "Dead on! Wonderfully done, Jeonghan! I'd say you're all set to show these alphas how it's done."

Jeonghan grinned. "I'd say we're both more than ready."

Once the rest of the party arrived at Barrington House, Seungkwan gathered everyone around to set out the ground rules. "Alright, then!" He clapped his hands together. "We'll be riding horses out to the clearing for the driven grouse shoot. There's nothing more invigorating than a ride on Barrington grounds! Split yourselves up into small groups of three. And if you'd rather not shoot, you can always flush grouse or just cheer each other on!" He smoothly mounted his horse. "Watch where you're aiming, mind! And enjoy yourselves!"

Jeonghan checked the bridle and reins on Claudio before climbing into the saddle. "Let's put in a good showing, eh?" Jeonghan asked the horse as he settled into a side saddle position.

The ambassador nodded to Jeonghan from atop her steed. "Good to see you aren't forfeiting all your omegalike charms, Mr. Yoon."

Everyone started forming into small clusters and Jeonghan guided his horse over to Seungkwan, Mingyu, Seungcheol, and Vernon. "There's the ambassador and attaché, Jeonghan." Seungkwan whispered. "You should try to get on a team with them. Get them to spill something."

Seungcheol nodded in agreement. "Meanwhile the rest of us will make sure we're not missing anything suspicious by planting each of us on a different team."

"Be careful." Vernon said. "Remember, we'll all be nearby if anyone needs anything."

"Good luck to all of you." Mingyu said. "Fingers crossed we corner our prey rather than the other way 'round."

As the group split up, Jeonghan nudged his horse closer to Mrs. Davies and Mr. Johnson. "Might I join your party, Ambassador Davies, Mr. Johnson?"

With a scowl, the ambassador looked at Lord Huntsbury and the other alphas already with them. "I'm sorry, Mr. Yoon, but I'm afraid we are quite full up."

Marquess Huntsbury looked at Jeonghan awkwardly. "I expect that's true. But never you mind. We'll catch up later over drinks, won't we?"

Freddie's eyes suddenly widened. "Wait, Ambassador Davies, am I not to be in your party?"

The female alpha scoffed. "You think you belong in a party with a marquess? Honestly, Johnson, you have quite an exalted view of yourself."

"Exalted view-" Freddie cut himself off, taking a deep breath. "I mean, yes, ma'am."

The ambassador rode off, Mr. Johnson behind with Jeonghan and Earl Otis. Jeonghan turned to Freddie with a smile. "We'd be most honored to have you join our group."

Earl Otis nodded in agreement. "Yes, a splendid idea!"

Freddie cleared his throat. "I suppose I'll take it upon myself to help you since I expect you'd be at a loss otherwise."

Jeonghan forced himself to keep smiling. "Thank you very kindly."

***

"…and of course, Johnson, you must have done some game hunting outside of Hyderabad." Earl Otis dominated the conversation as they rode through the woods.

Freddie sulked in his saddle. "Of course. Anyone worth their mettle knows how to handle a rifle."

Once they made it to the clearing, they all hopped off of their horses. Jeonghan heard a ruffle of wings as a flock of grouse flew across the sky. "I hope you're ready, Mr. Yoon!" Earl Otis exclaimed.

"I'm always ready, Earl Otis." Jeonghan smiled. "In fact, I'll shoot first." He stepped up behind the earthen bank structure as a flurry of grouse flew past. He quickly loaded the rifle's chamber, brought it up to his shoulder, took aim, and fired. The target fell from the air and one of the dogs ran out into the clearing to fetch it.

Earl Otis nodded in approval. "Well done, well done, Mr. Yoon. But can you repeat it?"

Jeonghan shrugged. "Let's find out." He loaded a round and waited as another group of grouse flew closer. He lined up his body, peered down the barrel, and fired. His aim was true, and he hit his target again.

Freddie raised his eyebrows in surprise. "That's quite good form you have there."

"Thank you." Jeonghan said.

"It appears you have luck on your side, Mr. Yoon." Freddie said. "But are you certain it'll stay that way?" Jeonghan scowled, keeping an eye on the skies for more grouse. When. He set his sights on one, he aimed his shot just ahead of the target, tracking it before pulling the trigger. His shot hit the bird dead on.

After Earl Otis and Mr. Johnson stepped up for their turns, they all tallied up who shot the most. "It seems Mr. Yoon has won our informal competition!" Earl Otis declared.

"Yes, I suppose so." Freddie huffed.

Jeonghan smiled. "Thank you. I did my best."

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At noon, the parties convened under a tent for lunch and refreshments. Jeonghan observed the impressive spread of sandwiches and pastries. He took a moment to brush out Claudio's coat and fed him a snack before heading into the tent. "You've been doing quite well today!" He praised the horse. "I'm very proud of you! Are you enjoying the change of scenery?" Claudio snorted in response.

"There you are." Jeonghan turned to see Seungcheol approaching with a smile. "The tales of your triumph have already preceded you." He lowered his voice a bit. "Did you find out anything useful?"

Jeonghan shook his head. "Not yet. I've been focusing on gaining Mr. Johnson's favor. I'm going to try to corner him here." He turned to Mingyu nearby. "Are you enjoying your day?"

Mingyu smiled. "I'm proving to be quite the menace to the local flora though not so much the fauna."

"He's bagged about five trees trying to aim at something else." Seungcheol teased the other alpha.

"I've gotten two pheasants and a grouse." The ambassador suddenly boasted. "Not so shabby, I'd say."

The omegas who had not participated in the hunt joined the luncheon, discreetly removing their gloves before eating. Soonyoung sighed wistfully. "I do so remember the days when young alphas would be lining up to display their trophies to me. Don't you remember, Seokmin?"

Seokmin cleared his throat awkwardly. "Right, that was quite prevalent."

"Did you all have a lovely time?" Taeyeon asked the hunting group.

"I asked Taeyeon if she wanted to watch but she said she'd rather telephone the children!" Alfred exclaimed. "So devoted, isn't she?"

Jeonghan carefully went around to the corner where Freddie sat by himself, glaring at the ambassador and marquess from a distance. "Mr. Johnson, isn't that your third glass of whiskey?" Jeonghan asked.

"Not like I've anyone left to impress here." Freddie huffed into his drink. "That should be me with the ambassador. I've put in my time. I've played their damned games."

"Games?" Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. Freddie scowled and ignored the question, slouching in his chair as he focused on his very tall glass of whiskey. "I think that Mrs. Davies appreciates you in her way. It's not in her nature to be gentle and she's obviously someone who values hierarchy above all else. But I think she does appreciate what you do for her even if she doesn't show it."

Freddie looked up at him in surprise. "Do you really think so?" He shook his head and cleared his throat, trying to hide his eagerness. "It's wishful thinking, isn't it? But I hope perhaps someday…"

Realizing that the alpha was at his most vulnerable, Jeonghan made sure no one could overhear them before turning to Freddie with a determined set to his jaw. "Mr. Johnson, I'm going to be perfectly frank with you. It's clear that you and Mrs. Davies had something against my sister and that she had strong ideals that you disagreed with. I've personally received a terrifying letter." Jeonghan said. "A threat written in blood red ink. Did you send that?"

"Heavens no!" Freddie exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"

Jeonghan ignored the question and moved on to his next piece of evidence. "I know you noticed her at a rally about omegas' suffrage. She gave a speech and drew a lot of attention. That must have infuriated you, seeing her stand for a cause. Your eyes were on her ever since, weren't they?"

Freddie narrowed his eyes at Jeonghan. "How do you know about that day? What are you getting at?"

"Your name was mentioned in a warning letter to my sister." Jeonghan continued. "Does this sound familiar? My people saw you following Freddie. It would be in everyone's best interests if you let sleeping dogs lie."

"That could be any Freddie!" The alpha insisted. "I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"You visited my sister late at night in Lord Ashbourne's London townhouse, didn't you?" Jeonghan asked. "On behalf of your employer?"

"I-I never did anything of the sort!" Freddie denied although he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"What did you go over there for?" Jeonghan asked. "To threaten her? To see what she knew?"

Freddie scoffed. "I won't stand for any more of this!" He sputtered angrily, setting his drink aside, even as his words came out more loose and slurred and looked around for allies. "This is preposterous! Mrs. Dav-"

Jeonghan cut him off. "Do not call out for them. I've got four allies here that I could have over here in a second." He carefully sat down across from Freddie, allowing his voice to calm into a self-assured tone as the alpha looked at him warily. "Now, I'd like your cooperation, Mr. Johnson. Can you give me something I can work with? Or shall I have to make a public scene?"

"I can't believe the gall of you!" Freddie's eyes darted around frantically. Then he sighed deeply. "But it's not like Davies appreciates me. And I admit, you proved a better companion than I expected today. So what is it you're so desperate to know?"

Jeonghan leaned over the table. "Did you hurt my sister? Did she find out about something that happened in India?"

"Your sister interfered in someone else's business." Freddie said vaguely. "If she died of natural causes after, that’s hardly anyone's fault."

"What did she find out?" Jeonghan asked.

Freddie sat up. "Here's the thing you don't understand about society, Mr. Yoon. People all around the world are moving money around. Bribes happen. It's often the most expedient way to achieve a goal."

Jeonghan's eyes widened. "You're saying Subin uncovered that you and the ambassador were involved in some bribery scheme?"

"I'm saying that she was naïve to think that such things don't happen." Freddie stood up from the table. "Don't be as foolish as her. Good day to you." He downed his glass and stormed off to another corner of the tent.

As the luncheon ended, small groups of people set off back toward the manor. "I say, Lord Huntsbury, I don't think I'm quite ready to turn in." Evelyn said to Alfred. "How about a short ride to cap off the afternoon?"

Alfred shrugged. "I don't see why not."

Freddie snapped his reins. "Wait, Ambassador Davies! Lord Huntsbury! I'll join you! We must talk."

Jeonghan stared as Freddie hurried to follow the other alphas. Mingyu rode up to him with a bewildered expression. "Quite desperate for advancement, isn't he?"

"I'm worried he's going to tell them that I cornered him during the luncheon." Jeonghan said.

Mingyu glanced at Jeonghan. "But if he is, they're surely going to be talking about Subin."

Jeonghan perked up. "Which means we should make sure we're close enough to listen. What Mr. Johnson told me was more than suspicious."

"What do you say we take a little after lunch ride together and see what we overhear?" Mingyu suggested.

"An excellent idea." Jeonghan smiled. He nudged Claudio into motion, following the three of them at a distance.

As they trotted along, Mingyu looked over at Jeonghan with a wicked grin. "You look most at ease in the saddle, especially for a New York omega. Have you been riding long?"

"The credit must go to Claudio." Jeonghan said. "He's quite the clever gentleman." Claudio whinnied as if accepting the praise. "How about yourself, Mingyu? Do you often ride?"

Mingyu shook his head. "Not often. Although I've learned how out of necessity. My family never had land or a farm, you see. I was the only one at my boarding school who wasn't accustomed to riding."

Jeonghan frowned a bit. "Was that a problem?"

"Just another reason for me to be deemed strange, I suppose." Mingyu said. "Though they weren't lacking for reasons, to be clear."

"You don't need to know horseback riding anyway." Jeonghan said. "Hardly anyone in New York City knows how to ride. No matter what their station in life."

Mingyu sighed. "Perhaps that's true in America but in the English countryside, it's quite a different matter. If you're in the peerage, it's a mark of distinction. If you aren't, then it's cheaper than affording a motorcar."

"So when did you learn how to ride?" Jeonghan asked.

"I ended up joining the school's equestrian society." Mingyu said. "Fortunately, a kind classmate took it upon himself to instruct me."

"I'd never have known." Jeonghan said. "You look as if you've been riding your whole life."

Mingyu chuckled. "That's most kind of you if perhaps not wholly accurate. Me and Holly here took a while to bond, after all." He patted his horse fondly.

As they trotted further down the trail, Mingyu suddenly motioned for Jeonghan to slow down and raised a finger to his lips. "I think we're getting close to them." Mingyu whispered. "We'll have to move more quietly."

A felled tree appeared in their path. "How are we supposed to get over that quietly?" Jeonghan asked.

"It's all in the directions." Mingyu said. "Be firm but keep a slow pace. Like so." He backed up to give his horse room, then nudged her into a slow even pace. When they were a few feet from the tree, he dug in his heels. His horse easily cleared the felled trunk in a low arc, landing softly on the other side. "Now you try."

Jeonghan backed up to give Claudio space to canter, then nudged him onward. He followed Mingyu's direction and dug his heels in right before reaching the tree. Claudio leaped in a slow jump, clearing the trunk, and landed with only a slight thud of hooves on the other side. "Excellent work, Claudio!" Jeonghan quietly praised his horse, rubbing his neck eagerly. Claudio tossed his head with pride.

"I think they're stopping up ahead." Mingyu got Jeonghan's attention. As the sun disappeared into the fog, the two of them tied their horses to a tree trunk, then Jeonghan followed Mingyu through a narrow trail to the side. "Not too far now."

They saw the ambassador, marquess, and attaché pausing by a river and got as close as they could, crouching behind some foliage. "What are you blabbering on about, Johnson?" Evelyn asked, irritation seeping into her tone.

"Mr. Yoon." Freddie said. "He's asking questions about Subin! We should be careful."

Evelyn scoffed. "Just ignore him. He's a pesky fly buzzing about. A young American omega. Nothing more."

"But we were wary of Subin, weren't we?" Freddie pointed out. "She was a young American omega too."

"And that problem was easily solved." Evelyn said.

Jeonghan turned to Mingyu and whispered, "Do you think Mrs. Davies 'took care' of the problem herself?"

"You mean did she murder Subin?" Mingyu asked and Jeonghan nodded. "I can't say for sure, but it certainly doesn't seem there was any love lost there."

Freddie's voice brought Jeonghan's attention back to the trio of alphas. "If Jeonghan Yoon catches on to things we've done since the olden days-"

Alfred interrupted at that moment. "I don't want to be a part of this conversation. It's murky business. Shall we head back?"

"But my lord-"

"Johnson, in all honesty, you're still quite new in your role as my attaché." Evelyn spat. "Don’t overstep."

In Jeonghan's eagerness to hear more, he leaned forward, his weight causing a branch to snap beneath his foot. "What was that?" Freddie asked.

The three alphas looked around uneasily but were unable to see anything through the fog. "In any case, shall we get back so we're not late for dinner?" Alfred suggested. "It'll be dark soon."

Evelyn nodded. "Yes, we've dallied long enough." She looked snidely over at Freddie as they hopped back on their horses.

Mingyu tugged Jeonghan's arm. "They're heading back this way. We'd better go." They stayed low, moving behind dense foliage to get out of their horses' way, the fog obscuring them. Once their hoofbeats died off in the distance, the two of them found their own horses and took an alternate path back toward Barrington House.

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Jeonghan and Mingyu rode back to Barrington House at a slower trot, somber thoughts filling the omega's mind. The full moon reflected off the water beside them. "It certainly feels like we're wading into more dangerous territory given the things we just heard." Mingyu mused.

"It was hard to hear them speak so brashly about my sister's death." Jeonghan sighed. "But we're getting closer and that's what matters." He glanced over at Mingyu with a thankful smile. "Thank you for braving that adventure with me."

"What am I here for if not chilling exploits of espionage and stealth?" Mingyu chuckled.

They reached the stables by the estate and brought their horses into the stalls. "Might I help you down, Jeonghan?" Mingyu offered as he climbed off his own horse.

Jeonghan shook his head. "I can manage myself."

"Of course." Mingyu smiled as Jeonghan carefully dismounted. "An independent omega. Just hand me your reins and head into the house."

Returning the smile, Jeonghan handed the reins over to Mingyu. "Thank you again for your help, Mingyu. I think we're going to get answers very soon."

As Jeonghan approached Barrington House, he saw Seungcheol waiting for him outside. "A word, please, Jeonghan?" Seungcheol asked.

"Of course." Jeonghan nodded. "What's going on?"

"I just heard from Vernon's contacts at the labs." Seungcheol said. "And they've done more tests on the poison that was used on your sister. They've confirmed that the poison comes from a plant only found in India."

Jeonghan's eyes widened a bit. "As we suspected when we saw Mrs. Davies' greenhouse."

"The plant is rare, expensive, and lethal." Seungcheol continued. "Once consumed, it barely leaves a trace, mimicking a natural death cleanly."

"Sounds familiar." Jeonghan said, thinking back to the description of his sister's death.

"The lab said this species was from a rare purple flower in northeastern India." Seungcheol said. "Most people wouldn't have access to such a plant but they were able to match it to one of the sketches you drew."

"From the hidden section we found." Jeonghan recalled.

Seungcheol nodded. "Exactly."

"So the ambassador supplied the poison." Jeonghan determined. "But why was she trying to get rid of my sister? We have to find out exactly what sort of scandal she uncovered."

"That's the question, isn't it?" Seungcheol shook his head a bit. "What motive could she have for murder?"

***

Jeonghan paced around a sitting room in the guest wing of Barrington House as he and Seungcheol caught their allies up on what they'd learned. Mingyu leaned against the fireplace with an uneasy expression while Vernon kept watch at the door. "If the poison came from the ambassador's greenhouse then the ambassador must be involved." Seungcheol summed up.

"I'm sure she supplied the poison." Jeonghan said. "It's all too convenient. Why would a respectable alpha knowingly grow poison in her own backyard? Even if someone else executed the murder or planted the perfume, Davies can't wash her hands clean of this."

"Whoever's responsible for killing Subin, it has to be someone with intimate knowledge of India and its flora." Mingyu said.

Seungkwan frowned. "The problem is everyone seems to have ties to India. Mrs. Davies is an ambassador. Mr. Johnson is her attaché. Earl Otis worked for a viceroy. Marquess Huntsbury was a lieutenant."

"And I was an officer." Seungcheol sighed.

Mingyu shot him a smile. "Don't worry, Seungcheol, you're hardly on our suspect list." He glanced at the others. "As far as I know."

"Let's not forget, someone need not have lived in India to have done research on botany." Vernon pointed out.

"But it was someone close to the ambassador." Jeonghan said. "Even if they stole the flower, they would have to know about the greenhouse in the first place." He sat down on a sofa, wracking his brain. "The wedding is coming up soon. We haven't the time to be cautious. Vernon, were you able to convince your family to postpone?"

Vernon shook his head sadly. "I'm afraid not. I tried but they were quite adamant about continuing as planned."

Jeonghan frowned. "Is what we know about the poison enough to accuse the ambassador of something?"

"I'm worried that if we mention the greenhouse, she or someone else will destroy all the evidence immediately." Seungcheol said.

"The last thing we want is a certain greenhouse suddenly consumed in a mysterious fire." Mingyu murmured.

Seungkwan straightened his posture. "Our proof so far is circumstantial but…" He trailed off.

Jeonghan looked at Seungkwan expectantly. "But what?"

"I'm hosting a formal dinner party tonight." Seungkwan said. "As a continuation of our long weekend. I was planning to dedicate it to your engagement to help you keep up pretenses. I'll seat you beside Davies. It'll be the perfect opportunity to ask her more questions."

Seungcheol turned to Jeonghan. "Make sure to prepare yourself. The ambassador is very old fashioned. The only way to get anything out of her is to be indirect. Hint at things, don't overstep."

"Yes, she hates direct questions." Mingyu said. "Especially from anyone she thinks is beneath her."

Vernon ran an uncertain hand through his hair. "Could he really have killed my Subin? I don't know if I can bear learning the answer."

Jeonghan gave Vernon a sad smile. "Be gentle to yourself. I know how you feel. We need the truth but each step toward it is another reminder of how she suffered. If you don't think you can handle dinner tonight-"

"No, you're right." Vernon shook his head. "We're very close. I need to see this through. For Subin."

***

Before heading into town to shop for the evening, Jeonghan stopped by the Barrington stables to check on Claudio. "Hello, Claudio!" He greeted the horse with a bright smile. "How are these new surroundings treating you?" Claudio snorted in response and Jeonghan slipped a few apple slices out of his pocket. "Look, I brought you a little treat. Only don't tell the stablehands, alright? I don't need a scolding." Claudio neighed happily as he chomped merrily on the fruit. Jeonghan brushed out the horse's mane before bidding him farewell.

***

Jeonghan sighed as he walked alongside Joshua through Barrington Village. "I wish I knew how to get answers from the ambassador but she's already so suspicious of me. Perhaps if I play to her sensibilities…"

"Then you'll need to dress your very best." Joshua said. "A sumptuous evening gown to remind him that you're about to be her equal as Mistress Ashbourne."

"Yes, if she feels she's talking to her fellow nobility, maybe she'll let down her guard." Jeonghan agreed.

Joshua smiled. "The dress shop here is always well stocked. Why don't we have a look?"

After a few minutes of browsing through the shop, Joshua perked up. "Oh, Jeonghan, look at this one! It should do the trick splendidly!" He held out a golden evening dress for Jeonghan to look at, modern and sparkling.

Jeonghan's eyes lit up at the frock. "Maybe she'll be so dazzled she'll forget herself and let something slip." He tried on the dress and gave a little twirl in front of the mirror, admiring the way the fabric glimmered and gleamed. "Joshua, it's magnificent!"

"You'll gain everyone's favor." Joshua said. "I imagine they'll be all too happy to tell you their secrets."

***

An hour after the dressing gong, Jeonghan made his way downstairs where the other guests were slowly drifting into the parlor. He felt everyone's eyes on him as he descended the grand staircase. "There he is!" Vernon's father beamed. "Good evening to you, Mr. Yoon."

Jeonghan smiled at the older alpha. "And a good evening to you, Lord Ashbourne."

"I do say, that is quite the stunning ensemble you've put together." Vernon's mom complimented him. "Don't you agree, Vernon?"

Vernon cleared his throat. "Yes, Mother, he looks lovely."

"I must concur." Seungcheol said, the glint in his eyes making Jeonghan feel flushed. "If only we alphas weren't doomed to eternally wear dull white tie attire." He leaned closer to Jeonghan with a sly smile and lowered his voice. "I think you look downright ravishing." Jeonghan's heart skipped a beat as his gaze met Seungcheol's for a fleeting moment.

"I would never think to accuse someone of outshining our hostess." Mingyu said. "But I dare say you might be the most radiant person here."

"Thank you all." Jeonghan said. "I'm glad you all like the gown." He glanced around the room. "Where's Dowager Ashbourne, may I ask?"

"She's resting this evening." Vernon's mom said. "But sends her regards. She was complaining that the Barrington climate is bad for her constitution but I think she just likes taking supper in bed."

Jeonghan settled into the parlor with the others and carefully noted that the ambassador was preoccupied along the back wall, chatting with the marquess. "…but we're in talks to better secure our position in the region."

"As is quite right, I'm sure, Davies."

Seungkwan entered the room and all eyes turned to him. "Good evening, friends! It's a pleasure to continue hosting you. The grouse shoot is over but we've many entertainments yet to come! Tonight, I'd like to dedicate our dinner to the wedding of the future Lord Ashbourne and Mr. Yoon." He picked up a glass and the assembled guests followed suit. "Rather than gossip about my failed pursuit of love as you so cherish doing, focus on how they've found it! Future viscountess, would you care to give a toast?"

Jeonghan smiled. "I'd love to." He cleared his throat and lifted his glass. "Here's to our happiness! May everyone find the same joy and fulfillment that Vernon and I have found in each other for the rest of our days."

"Well said, my love." Vernon laid it on thick for their audience. It seemed to work as there were a few sighs of admiration as everyone toasted their engagement.

Soonyoung elbowed Seokmin. "Why can't you wax poetic like that?"

Seokmin frowned. "But I do."

Seungkwan cleared his throat. "And dinner is served!"

Everyone followed Seungkwan into the banquet hall and Jeonghan claimed the seat next to the ambassador with Seungcheol and Vernon across from him and Seungkwan and Mingyu nearby. Evelyn huffed and shifted in her seat. "It's you again."

Jeonghan smiled politely. "Indeed, Ambassador Davies. What a pleasure to have this chance to converse with you further."

Evelyn ran a scathing eye over Jeonghan. "At least you have refined taste, Mr. Yoon. I've found that to be terribly rare amongst your fellow Americans."

"I'm so pleased to meet your approval despite my homeland." Jeonghan hoped his eye didn't twitch. He tucked his napkin into his lap and turned back to the female alpha as the first course was served. "Have you enjoyed your time in London? What have you most enjoyed since returning to England?"

The ambassador smiled at the polite question as she reminisced. "The culture of course. Bringing civilization to a rough country is a noble cause but it can strain one's patience to be parted from the finer things. I went to the opera in Covent Garden the other day, in fact. Verdi. You certainly couldn't find something of that caliber in Delhi!"

Jeonghan fought back a grimace. "What a lovely change of pace for you." He took a deep breath, determined to soldier on. "By the way, I wanted to compliment you." Evelyn looked at him in surprise. "I was impressed by your estate grounds. What a beautiful cricket pitch! And I heard many kind words about your wine cellar and library."

The alpha's chest puffed out with boastful pride. "There's nothing I love more than bringing home a worthwhile memento from my travels, be it a rare vintage or a novel."

"I agree." Jeonghan said. "There's no souvenir more valuable. Do you collect anything else?"

"Of course!" Evelyn exclaimed. "Cultivating botanical samples is my true passion. My greenhouse is the jewel of my estate." Her face suddenly fell as if she'd just remembered something. "Though some of my plants are so delicate I have been unable to show off my treasures recently."

As a footalpha leaned across the table to refill Freddie's wine, a few drops splashed onto the alpha's cuff. "How dare you soil my best suit so!" Freddie scolded the footalpha. "Honestly, you've no business pouring wine if you're going to be such a clumsy oaf about it."

"I'm terribly sorry, sir!"

"It's a disgrace!" Freddie scoffed. "Lord Seungkwan, where do you find these pitiful excuses for servants?"

Seungkwan gave the alpha a hard stare. "My apologies, Mr. Johnson. We'll give your suit to the maid for a good scrub and it'll be fine in the morning." He glanced sympathetically at the footalpha. "That'll be all, John, thank you."

"Yes, calm yourself, Johnson." Evelyn said. "It's not as if it can't be cleaned." She directed a quelling glare at her attaché before turning back to Jeonghan with a frown. "I expect you're not used to having this many servants about? How are you finding life amongst the peerage?"

Jeonghan plastered yet another smile on his face. "I find life here reassuringly traditional. Although I didn't expect to feel this way, I've come to appreciate the structure and order there is to everything. Even when I act out of the ordinary such as by playing cricket, I try to do so with the appropriate respect."

Evelyn nodded in approval at his answer. "There is a beauty to doing things the proper way. It is a cultivated art."

Seungkwan looked over as he overheard their conversation. "Oh, come, Ambassador Davies, I'm sure even you are capable of loosening up and enjoying yourself from time to time."

"Yes, you're quite the personality at diplomatic parties, I hear." Vernon mused.

Mingyu raised an eyebrow. "Is he now? I'd love to see what that looks like."

"I can vouch for Evelyn!" Alfred chimed in. "She can be a lively one when it's our country's foreign relations on the line!"

Evelyn chuckled. "Perhaps but it's all in good fun."

"She's being modest." Alfred insisted. "Even back in our school days, she had a secret wild streak."

"Is that so?" Jeonghan asked. "Were you a bit of a cad as a student, ambassador?"

Despite herself, the ambassador gave Jeonghan a knowing smile. "I'll have you know I was already every bit the diplomat when navigating the complex politics of Fulton Academy."

"Indeed." Alfred laughed. "Davies was always pulling me out of scrapes when we were at school."

"I was a few years ahead of Alfred." Evelyn said. "I suppose I saw him as something of a younger brother."

"One she always had to save from his own mischief." Alfred mused.

Jeonghan looked between them in surprise. "I hadn't realized the two of you were so close."

Earl Otis suddenly spoke up as he leaned under the table to feed Arthur a few scraps. "And what is the latest out of India? Everything settled these days?"

The ambassador looked around, considering who was present, then nodded as if satisfied. "I'd say it's going quite well. We're doing the work necessary to bring all of India in line with the rest of the Empire."

"Whereabout specifically?" The earl asked. "Delhi? Calcutta?"

"Both yes." Evelyn nodded. "But I've also spoken to officials in Lucknow and Hyderabad."

Freddie perked up. "Yes, I've visited Lucknow quite frequently on behalf of my employer. They have marvelous sweets!"

Alfred cleared his throat pointedly, catching Jeonghan's attention and curiosity. "Johnson, would you mind passing the wine?"

"Yes, sir!" Jeonghan eyed how antsy the two alphas seemed to be over the mention of Lucknow.

Seungcheol stewed in his seat. "Would it not be better to let the people of India determine whether they wish to be brought into the Empire? They might not need your 'help'."

Soonyoung let out a laugh. "How flustered you look, Mr. Seungcheol! Speaking of needing help, did anyone catch sight of that hat the Countess of Wexbury was sporting at the debutante ball the other night?"

Taeyeon frowned. "Soonyoung, that's very unkind. You know she's a cousin of Alfred's."

"Perfect!" Soonyoung smiled. "You and I can offer to take her to my milliner next time we're in London."

"I'm afraid I didn't keep track of the Countess of Wexbury's headpiece choices." Mingyu mused. "I now feel quite remiss!"

The baroness glanced at him with mild surprise as if the earl's hound had stood up from under the table to speak. He gave Mingyu a patronizing smile. "Oh, don't worry, dear. It's nothing we'd expect you to notice."

"I have a favorite milliner in London myself." Earl Otis said.

Once the conversation turned back to safer ground, the ambassador didn't pay Jeonghan any further attention and the omega ate the rest of his meal in peace.

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After dessert, everyone sat back full of satisfaction. "Lord Seungkwan, I thank you and your staff for a most wonderful meal." Vernon's mother said.

Alfred cleared his throat. "Alphas, shall we retire to the game room?"

"Not me." Seokmin shook his head. "I'll be sticking by my Soonyoung tonight."

"I'm in." The ambassador stood up. "I look forward to cleaning you out, Alfred."

"Not if we get to him first!" Earl Otis exclaimed. "Right, Arthur?" Arthur barked in response.

Taeyeon's eyes widened a bit. "Don’t leave him completely destitute, if you please."

"Of course not, my lady." Freddie assured her.

The alphas started to shuffle away from the dinner table, following Lord Huntsbury, while the rest of the dinner party started toward the parlor. "What do they mean?" Jeonghan whispered to Vernon.

"I believe they're going to play a few hands of poker." Vernon said. "An American card game, if I recall."

"What fun!" Seungkwan clapped. "If you know your opponents well enough."

"I certainly don't, given their opinion of me." Mingyu mused.

Jeonghan frowned at the memory. "That was horrible. I hope you weren't too bothered by their condescension."

Mingyu shook his head. "Certainly not. It'll take more than that to puncture my confidence."

"There's always a lot of talk that goes on over these games." Seungcheol chimed in. "Especially after everyone's been drinking."

Jeonghan perked up. "Sounds like the perfect opportunity to try to get more out of the ambassador."

"Poker is no simple matter though." Seungcheol said. "I don't recommend walking in there unprepared or they'll eat you for lunch. If you want to take a moment to prepare, I'm more than happy to give you a few pointers. About the game and the players."

"You have known them for longer than I." Jeonghan agreed. "I'm sure you could teach me how to read them."

Seungcheol smiled, sending flutters through Jeonghan's chest and stomach. "Excellent. Let me grab a deck of cards for us, then. Seungkwan showed me a secluded sitting room that will be ideal to practice in."

Once they entered the room, Jeonghan took a seat at the table and Seungcheol joined him while shuffling a deck of playing cards. "Are you fond of poker?" Seungcheol asked. "I hear it's quite the rage in America."

"I'm familiar with it." Jeonghan said. "But I'm no cardsharp by any means."

Seungcheol dealt out hands for each of them. "What types of games do you usually play then?"

"I prefer games of the heart." Jeonghan said meaningfully.

Seungcheol smirked but he wouldn't meet Jeonghan's eyes. "I'm not as familiar with those. You'll have to teach me how to play."

"We'll see." Jeonghan smiled. "Not everyone can keep up with my rules."

Seungcheol gestured to the cards and they both picked up their hands. "Would you like to hear a review of the rules?"

"Yes, I would like that." Jeonghan nodded.

"Very well." Seungcheol cleared his throat. "The goal of poker is to build the best hand that you can so you can take home the most winnings. You can do so by discarding some of the cards in your hand to draw new ones. Or by bluffing the other players."

"And why would you do that?" Jeonghan asked.

"If they think you have a really good hand when it's actually bad, they might give up and fold." Seungcheol explained. "So you could still win. If they think your hand is bad when it's actually good, they might believe they can beat you and be inclined to bet a lot. Then you'll win all of that."

Jeonghan nodded in understanding. "So it's almost less about your hand and more about reading people and manipulating their perception."

"Right." Seungcheol confirmed. "It's risky but you could even win with a bad hand. Let's start easy. Look at the cards in your hand and see if there are any obvious combinations you can make." He turned his hand around to show Jeonghan his own cards. "For instance, I'm going to discard this card in the hopes of drawing a better one. Like something that could give me three of a kind--like three sixes--or something that could give me two pair--like two sixes and two sevens." Humming, Jeonghan studied his cards. He had a Queen of Hearts, a Jack of Diamonds, and Five of Clubs, and two eights. He opted to keep his hand. "A bold choice, Jeonghan. I suppose it all comes down to the luck of what I draw next." He drew a card then set down his new hand. "I ended up with a pair of sixes and a pair of sevens." Jeonghan laid out his hand to show Seungcheol. "You have a pair of eights. It's not enough to beat my two pair but you're doing great."

"So what about bluffing?" Jeonghan asked.

"Once everyone has their hand, the betting will begin." Seungcheol said. "You can raise someone's bet, meet it, or fold. When you fold, you forfeit whatever you've already bet. So if you really think there's no chance of winning, it's best to fold early. Unless you can fool the others into folding. So let's say you have a really good hand. What should you do?"

"If my hand is good, my instinct is to raise." Jeonghan said. "I want to win more, after all."

Seungcheol smiled. "That would work but don't show you're so excited. If you're too eager to raise, people will catch on that you have a really good hand and won't raise their bets. So you have to wear your 'poker face'."

Jeonghan nodded and moved on. "Now for the good part. Tell me all about how to read these alphas."

"You should look for someone's tells." Seungcheol said. "Little tics or habits that show they're lying. It's been some time but I know Early Otis tends to pet Arthur more aggressively when he's bluffing."

"I'll remember that one." Jeonghan said.

"And do you have any tells?" Seungcheol asked. "Or perhaps some you might fake to throw people off?"

Jeonghan leaned closer. "You tell me. Do I have any tells that you've discovered?"

Seungcheol raised an eyebrow. "Do you really want to know?" Jeonghan just smiled. "When you're excited, you get this mischievous gleam in your eyes. I'd try to control that if I were you. Otherwise, everyone will be able to tell if you have a good hand."

"A mischievous gleam?" Jeonghan asked. "I suppose I am a bit of a mischief maker…"

Seungcheol gathered up the cards. "Those are about all the pointers I can think of for now. Let's catch them before they finish playing."

"Do you think I'm ready?" Jeonghan asked.

"I think you'll do wonderfully." Seungcheol said sincerely. "You're resourceful, crafty, and quite dogged in getting what you want. I admire it."

Jeonghan smiled softly, feeling his cheeks flush a bit. Yet, he still felt bold enough to ask, "Do you admire me enough to sneak a kiss?"

Seungcheol's own cheeks turned red. "You like to play high stakes games, don't you?"

"That's all I play." Jeonghan said.

"Very well then." Seungcheol started to lean in. "I'll match your bet."

Jeonghan was grateful for the hidden room as Seungcheol's lips met his own, pressing closer to the alpha for a moment before pulling back. "You're a good teacher." Jeonghan said softly. "I've enjoyed this lesson immensely."

Seungcheol smirked. "Who said we were finished?" He captured Jeonghan's lips in his again, sending tingles throughout Jeonghan's body. Eventually, Seungcheol reluctantly pulled back. "Much as I'd love to stay here playing games forever, our opponents are waiting."

"Duty calls, I suppose." Jeonghan sighed. "If I’m victorious, I hope we'll have another round."

"As I said, you do tend to get what you want." Seungcheol chuckled and gestured for Jeonghan to walk ahead of him. "After you. Let's give them hell."

They made their way into the game room where the ambassador, attaché, marquess, and earl were gathered around a card table smoking cigars. "Mind if we join you?" Jeonghan asked politely.

The ambassador scoffed. "This isn't an omega's game, Mr. Yoon."

Jeonghan ignored her glare and merely smiled back as he took an empty seat at the table. Seungcheol sat down next to him. "It's an American omega's game."

"This is outrageous!" Evelyn exclaimed. "Really, you've gone too far-"

Alfred cut her off. "If he wants to lose to us, I see nothing wrong in it. You don't expect us to go easy on you, do you, Mr. Yoon?"

"I certainly hope you won't." Jeonghan said.

Earl Otis chuckled. "I don't care either way as long as you add some excitement. The lot of you were boring me and Arthur to tears!"

"Fine." Evelyn huffed. "But do you even have money to wager with?"

Freddie sat up straight." I thought we were only going to play with chits?"

"We'll start with chits." Alfred said. "If anyone feels like raising the stakes, I'll leave it to your discretion."

"Then deal me in." Jeonghan requested.

Earl Otis shuffled the cards and dealt everyone a hand. Jeonghan studied his, trying not to frown. There wasn't a lot he could do with his hand. Perhaps he could try trading one card out in hopes of a pair. "Alright, let's get those wagers in, alphas. And omega."

"I'll wager five chits." Alfred announced.

"I'll match that five." Evelyn said.

"As will I." Seungcheol said.

"I fold." Freddie scowled, setting his cards down.

Jeonghan and the earl both matched during the initial betting. But during the draw phase, Jeonghan's new card didn't improve his hand any. All the same, he remembered what Seungcheol taught him and smiled to himself as if he'd just drawn a winning card. "Something amusing, Mr. Yoon?" Freddie asked.

"Not at all, Mr. Johnson." Jeonghan shook his head. "Merely recalling a funny joke." He readied himself for the second betting round. When his turn came around, he set his cards down. "I'll fold."

Everyone showed their hands and the ambassador came out on top. "At least you didn't throw away your chits on the first hand, Mr. Yoon." Evelyn mused. She dealt the next hand as everyone sipped at their whiskey or smoked their cigars.

"Did you play many games like this in India, Davies?" Jeonghan asked. "I'd wager Lucknow has a lively scene."

Alfred nearly knocked over his glass of whiskey as the ambassador glowered at Jeonghan. "I-I'm not sure what you mean, Mr. Yoon."

Jeonghan checked his new hand and found he had a pair of sevens. "Let's switch around seats this time." Earl Otis stated. "I want to start. 10 chits."

"10 already?" Seungcheol sighed. "I'm afraid I must fold."

"Seconded." Freddie mumbled.

"I fold as well." Evelyn scowled.

"Same." Alfred glanced at the earl. "Why so eager so soon?"

Jeonghan called the 10 chits and traded out some cards but didn't find a third seven. "I bet 10 again." Earl Otis stated, petting Arthur quite rapidly.

Biting back a grin, Jeonghan pushed his chits forward. "How about 30?"

The earl grimaced, looking from his hand to the pot of chits in the middle. "I must fold. Well played, Mr. Yoon."

"Thank you, Earl Otis." Jeonghan smiled as he collected his winnings.

After a few more hands, Jeonghan and the earl had the most chits followed by Seungcheol while the attaché, marquess, and ambassador were almost out. "Final hand then?" Seungcheol asked before dealing out the cards. Jeonghan kept his excitement on the inside as he saw he had three aces. "I'll wager five."

"I'll match." Freddie said.

The earl sighed. "Arthur and I will have to fold."

"I'll match five." Jeonghan decided.

The ambassador and marquess both added in their last five chits. "Alfred and I are almost running out." Evelyn grumbled.

During the draw phase, Jeonghan traded out a card that didn't fit and received another ace. "I bet five again." Seungcheol said.

Freddie huffed in frustration. "Fold once more. Curse this foolish American game."

Recalling what Seungcheol said about not looking too eager, Jeonghan pushed five chits forward. "I'll match then."

"I'm out of chits." Evelyn said.

An idea suddenly struck Jeonghan. "If you're running low, Ambassador Davies, why not wager this?" He pulled the alphas' club signet ring from his pocket. "Perhaps you dropped this somewhere? Or you, Lord Huntsbury?"

"Where on earth did you find that, Mr. Yoon?" Alfred asked incredulously. "That's an exclusive ring. For club members only."

"I have no idea but it's not mine." Evelyn said. "I have mine right here." She gestured to the matching ring on her hand."

"As do I." Alfred showed his ring off.

"And I'm not about to wager mine." Evelyn added on.

Jeonghan noticed all the alphas present except Seungcheol had the matching signet ring. It must not have belonged to any of them unless they'd managed to get a replacement. "Just an idea." He played it off. "Perhaps another guest of Lord Seungkwan's left it behind by accident. Perhaps you could wager something else of importance to you? We'll say that it matches mine."

"Fine." Evelyn scowled. "How about this amulet? Some spoils we confiscated in India. I brought it since Earl Otis wanted a look but I don't need the bloody thing." She tossed a golden amulet onto the stack.

Alfred sighed. "I suppose I have no choice but to wager an item as well." He added a watch to the pile.

The three of them laid out their hands and Jeonghan's four aces beat the marquess' full house, the ambassador's flush, and Seungcheol's pair of 10s. "Damn it!" Alfred cursed as Jeonghan collected his winnings.

"A good showing." Jeonghan smiled brightly as he picked up Alfred's watch to inspect it. "What beautiful leather. I've never seen a watch like this."

"I didn't choose it." Alfred scowled. "It was a gift and I-" He shook his head and stormed out of the room with his cigar.

Seungcheol tried to hide his proud smile. "Well done." He whispered to Jeonghan.

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Jeonghan and Seungcheol reconvened with Vernon, Mingyu, and Seungkwan in an empty ballroom to review what they knew. "How did the game go?" Vernon asked.

"I won the last hand actually." Jeonghan smiled. "Including some special items. I won an amulet off the ambassador and a watch off the marquess. Lord Huntsbury said it was a gift." He inspected the watch one more time and found an inscription on the back of the face. "I can't read what it says."

Seungcheol gently took the watch from Jeonghan to examine the inscription, his eyes widening slightly. "This looks like Devanagari. It's a Hindi script. I wonder if I could find someone to translate it for me."

"That would be a big help." Jeonghan said.

As Seungcheol pocketed the watch, Mingyu asked, "What other information do we know about the ambassador? Did you learn anything significant during dinner?"

"I know Ms. Davies went to school with the marquess and was something of a peacekeeper who pulled him out of scraps." Jeonghan said.

Seungcheol raised his eyebrows. "Sounds like a skill that could come in handy while Davies works in India as well. Making problems disappear."

"The ambassador seemed quite eager not to discuss that city Mr. Johnson mentioned at dinner either." Jeonghan continued. "Lucknow. Have you heard about it?"

"There's a British military outpost there." Seungcheol said. "But I can't think of any special significance."

"We'll figure it out soon enough." Seungkwan said.

Jeonghan pursed his lips thoughtfully. "I'd like to dig harder without revealing to the ambassador that we know about the poison or greenhouse."

Seungkwan grinned. "I might have a solution." Jeonghan looked at him with curiosity. "One of the features of this absurdly posh house my late husband left me are the secret passageways that run through it. Ostensibly for servants since the Boo ancestors didn't want to see the people who made their beds but to facilitate affairs too I'm sure. I put the ambassador and the attaché in adjoining rooms that connect to the passages so we might be able to eavesdrop."

Jeonghan's eyes widened in delight. "You didn't!"

"Oh, but I certainly did." Seungkwan chuckled. "What do you say, Jeonghan? Fancy having a little snoop with me?"

"You're brilliant, Seungkwan!" Jeonghan exclaimed. "Let's do it."

"Best of luck." Mingyu said to the two omegas.

"And be careful." Vernon added on. "There's no telling what the ambassador might do if she catches you."

"Yes, yes, we'll be quiet as mice." Seungcheol grabbed Jeonghan's hand and tugged him away from the alphas.

He led Jeonghan to an empty guest room and felt along the wall behind the headboard before pressing down on a switch. A large panel swung open, revealing a darkened narrow corridor between the walls. "There we are." Seungkwan smiled. "The passageways crisscross the entire house."

"How bizarre." Jeonghan mused as he followed Seungkwan through the opening.

Seungkwan picked up a kerosene lantern hanging on the wall and lit it to guide their way before shutting the panel behind them. "We'll walk past a few more rooms. I didn't want to start too close and alert the ambassador with the sound of any panels moving."

Jeonghan nodded. "That makes sense." He looked around the corridor in wonder. "What mysterious passageways! Was it great fun to explore when you first moved here?"

"Oh, of course." Seungkwan said. "A little creepy as well. But it consoled me to know there was a whole world hidden all around me." He paused for a moment. "Although I admit I mostly used the passages as a hideaway as an unhappy newlywed."

"You mentioned you thought the passageways were sometimes used for affairs." Jeonghan frowned. "Do you mean your husband…brought them here?"

Seungkwan shook his head. "No, I don't think he would have been so foolish. But I do think he used them to get out of the house more discreetly."

"Did you ever suspect him?" Jeonghan asked.

"I knew there was no burning love between us." Seungkwan said. "But I optimistically believed that we would both at least try." He sighed. "Perhaps I sensed he was telling me falsehoods but I think I let hope blind me for far too long."

"It's not your fault." Jeonghan assured him.

Seungkwan shot a smile at him. "Oh, I know. It's the lying bastard's fault and I’m far too wonderful to have settled and stayed with him."

Jeonghan grinned. "Precisely."

They chuckled together, then Seungkwan's expression turned wistful. "I suppose we all just make the most of the hand we're dealt." They rounded the corner and Seungkwan's lantern light jumped around the walls, casting shadows. "We're almost there." Seungkwan dropped his voice to a whisper. "This is the ambassador's bedroom." He shut off the lantern and beckoned Jeonghan closer toward a small opening in the wall.

When Jeonghan peeked through the peephole, eh could barely make out the ambassador and attaché in the bedroom. "You wished to see me?" Freddie asked.

"Damned right I do!" Evelyn exclaimed. "It's time we address your deplorable behavior during this weekend's outing. Yelling at that servant this evening? Have you no sense of composure?"

"But Ambassador Davies, I've done everything you've asked of me! I carry out all my assignments with aplomb-"

"And then you used the shoot to go on a drinking binge and make a spectacle of the both of us! How am I supposed to excuse such a thing? I can't very well claim illness for you when everyone saw you overindulging on whiskey."

Freddie's throat bobbed. "Well, I was in a bit of a state that day but it won't happen again!"

"And then there's how desperately you've been trying to ingratiate yourself to the marquess. Talking his ear off, really, and everyone else's."

"I-I'm sorry."

Jeonghan lightly nudged Seungkwan. "Davies is giving Johnson what he deserves."

"I wouldn't disagree." Seungkwan whispered back. "Though unfortunately alphas like Davies treat almost everyone that way."

"Serves Johnson right for trying so hard to be someone he's not." Jeonghan said before tuning back in to the conversation in the bedroom.

"When Lord Huntsbury recommended your services to me, it was with the understanding that you knew how to comport yourself with decorum and discretion."

"Ms. Davies, I have always been discreet. My reputation is impeccable!"

"So you think that makes you the marquess' peer? Is that it? Need I remind you of your station?"

"N-no…"

"I need an assistant who can represent our country and its values. Especially since you're privy to such delicate information."

Jeonghan turned to Seungkwan. "Lord Huntsbury recommended that Mr. Johnson work for Ms. Davies? I wonder why."

"That group forms a rather interesting trio." Seungkwan said. "I wonder what else they've done together."

Jeonghan turned back to the peephole and saw the attaché was red in the face, his hands in tight fists at his sides. Then he let out a deep breath. "I'm sincerely sorry for how I have conducted myself, Ms. Davies. It's just difficult when Mr. Yoon is asking so many questions! He's exactly like Subin-"

Evelyn cut him off. "Excuses again, Johnson?"

Freddie bowed deeply to the ambassador. "I apologize. I assure you, nothing is more important to me than proving my loyalty to you. I swear, I'd rather die than betray you."

"Very well, Johnson. There's no need for theatrics. Go to bed. I expect to see better of you tomorrow." She waved Freddie away, the attaché bowing to her again as he backed out of the room."

Jeonghan scowled. "The way Johnson says Subin's name so dismissively."

Evelyn looked up sharply. "Johnson? Is that you?"

Jeonghan's heart hammered in his chest as the ambassador almost discovered him. "Careful!" Seungkwan hissed, tugging Jeonghan back into a darkened alcove--that was much too small for the both of them--away from the slot in the wall. After a moment to make sure Evelyn hadn't discovered the passageway, Jeonghan stepped out of the alcove, straightening his clothes. "Sorry about that. It's dreadfully narrow here." He led Jeonghan back down the passage away from the ambassador's room. Jeonghan leaned against the wall, recovering from the fright of almost being caught. "Well, that was quite exhilarating!" Seungkwan smiled.

"Indeed, it was." Jeonghan laughed a bit.

Seungkwan's smile faltered as he grew serious. "What do you mean to do about the ambassador?"

"We have to confront her." Jeonghan decided. "And find out how the marquess fits into the picture. If I make an accusation that's threatening enough, perhaps she'll be intimidated into confessing something."

"Are you not worried about her destroying the greenhouse?" Seungkwan asked.

Jeonghan shook his head. "No risk, no reward. That's what poker's taught me tonight. We got everything we're going to get out of Johnson and now it's time to go after the alpha who pulls his strings. If we catch her off guard with what we know now about Huntsbury, perhaps she'll slip up."

Seungkwan gave a small nod. "My staff told me that she plans to order a motorcar to meet an associate of hers in the village pub."

"We should catch her there." Jeonghan said.

***

Jeonghan and Seungkwan snuck into Barrington Village where they spotted the ambassador heading down a darkened street alone. "Remember, let's act like we know more than we do." Jeonghan whispered to Seungkwan. "Try to intimidate her." He stormed after the alpha with Seungkwan at his side, cornering her right before she reached the pub.

"Lord Seungkwan?" Evelyn asked in surprise and confusion. "Mr. Yoon? What in heavens are you two doing out here so late at night?"

"I'm afraid we have some questions for you first." Seungkwan said.

"Ms. Davies, care you explain why you have poisonous plants in your greenhouse?" Jeonghan asked.

Evelyn's hand flew to her spectacles in bewilderment. "I-I beg your pardon?"

"This will go a lot more smoothly if you're honest with us." Jeonghan said. "Otherwise, I'll need to tell everyone all about the corrupt activities you were up to in the city of Lucknow."

"Lucknow?" Evelyn's eyes widened. "I go there for work sometimes but what corrupt activities?"

Jeonghan scoffed. "Would you prefer that I make public all the bribes you've taken and offered?"

"I-" Evelyn cut off as she processed what Jeonghan said. "What do you know about that?"

"My sister knew too much about your corrupt dealings in India." Jeonghan said. "So you concocted a poisonous perfume to get her out of the picture."

"A poisonous what?" Evelyn asked incredulously. "I can't believe I’m listening to this nonsense!"

"This weekend, you've proven to have the marquess deeper in your circle than we initially thought. " Jeonghan continued. "We know that he recommended that Mr. Johnson work for you but work on what exactly?"

Seungkwan crossed his arms over his chest. "The three of you are all involved in some elaborate cover up scheme which Subin discovered."

"Let's not forget the time you or one of your associates visited my sister late at night in London." Jeonghan added on. "You meant to threaten her."

Evelyn held her hands up. "Wait, wait, this is all going too far!" She took a deep breath, glaring daggers at both omegas, and Jeonghan waited expectantly for her to speak. "I have dangerous plants in my greenhouse, it's true, but that's a far cry from murder! I would never poison anyone and certainly not with perfume! Besides, you're confused. It wasn't me who visited Subin in London. It was Mr. Johnson!"

"But he works for you." Seungkwan pointed out.

"Only recently!" Evelyn exclaimed.

Jeonghan shook his head. "I don't believe this innocent act. You know more than you're letting on."

Evelyn sighed exasperatedly. "These are questions you should be asking Mr. Johnson's former employer, not me! He's the one who got us into this mess in the first place! I wash my hands of it!"

Seungkwan and Jeonghan shared a glance. "But who did Mr. Johnson used to work for?" Seungkwan asked.

"Lord Huntsbury, you fools." Evelyn said.

"The marquess?" Jeonghan asked.

The ambassador took in their astonishment with smug satisfaction. "You think you're so smart but you hardly know the extent of what he's done."

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Joshua burst into Jeonghan's room breathlessly, waking him from a deep sleep. "Jeonghan! The ambassador and her attaché just left the estate! After saying some very rude things to Lord Seungkwan! They seemed terribly offended by something that happened last night!" Jeonghan's eyes widened. "And Lord Huntsbury said he'll be leaving this afternoon! What could have given them such cause for alarm?"

Jeonghan quickly told Joshua everything he'd learned the night before. "If Mr. Johnson visited Subin in London that night, he was doing so on behalf of the marquess, not the ambassador! What's more, that letter Mingyu showed me in which Subin was threatened for following Mr. Johnson, it could have been sent by the marquess!"

"This whole time, Mr. Johnson has been the arm of Lord Huntsbury, not the ambassador." Joshua said in shock.

"Ms. Davies even admitted to us that the marquess was involved in something nefarious." Jeonghan said.

Joshua's eyes widened even more. "As nefarious as murder?"

"I don't know." Jeonghan said. "But we'll need to find out quickly. Before he's out of our reach for good."

"Is it possible that Ms. Davies is just trying to save her own skin?" Joshua asked. "By throwing Lord Huntsbury to the wolves?"

Jeonghan considered it for a moment. "I think we won't discount Ms. Davies. Without a clear motive, I'm not ruling anyone out. But I have to follow every lead." He climbed out of bed and Joshua hurried to gather his clothes to help him dress for the day. "We must do all we can to uncover the marquess' secrets." Jeonghan said as Joshua began lacing his corset. "We only have one more day left of Seungkwan's hospitality to spy on our suspect and not much time before my wedding."

"But we can't go accusing anyone without proof." Joshua said.

"Perhaps you could snoop on his valet?" Jeonghan asked. "I'm sure he knows a great deal about the lord he serves."

Joshua frowned. "I'm afraid that might be too risky. Lord Huntsbury seemed very agitated about people asking questions."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "I wonder if it might be easier to get information through his bride?"

"Do you think Lady Huntsbury would help?" Joshua asked.

"She always gets sidelined by her husband." Jeonghan pointed out. "He's always speaking over her. Maybe we could exploit her resentment."

Joshua seemed hesitant. "Then again, she might not wish to besmirch a family member. It seems family is quite important to her. But I could talk to her omega's maid. John is a bit of a notorious gossip."

Jeonghan perked up. "Is that so?"

"I'll have to be careful." Joshua smiled. "But I could ply him with tea and see what secrets he knows."

"Great idea, Joshua." Jeonghan said.

"Excellent." Joshua hurriedly finished dressing Jeonghan and fixing his hair and cosmetics. "I'll be as quick as I can. There's no time to waste!"

***

Joshua found Lady Huntsbury's omega's maid, John Miller, tidying up in the kitchens after breakfast. "There you are, Mr. Miller! I was just looking for you! Here, let me help you with those."

John looked at him in surprise. "Why, thank you. That's very kind of you."

"I heard you were leaving today and I wanted to have a cup of tea with you before then." Joshua said. "Would you care to join me on your break? I'll put the kettle on. Especially since I heard the wildest story."

John leaned forward eagerly, his eyes gleaming. "Do tell."

Not long after Joshua had prepared the cups of tea, the two of them were happily eating biscuits and gossiping away. "And the dowager viscountess was fit to be tied! It's a wonder that footalpha still has a job after!"

"Forgetting her ladyship's one request!" John gasped. "Milady would never stand for that!"

Joshua took the opportunity to gain some intel. "Is the marchioness a harsh taskmaster?"

"Oh no!" John quickly shook his head. "She is an ideal mistress, really. It's an easy household to work in."

"Even with the marquess' gambling?" Joshua asked.

John winced. "I rarely have to interact with the master since my duties are exclusively to milady."

"I see." Joshua nodded. "It sounds like an ideal posting."

"I've nothing but respect and affection for milady." John said. "Though his lordship can be irresponsible. On the whole, I feel honored to work in a house where everyone is united around the same values in such uncertain times."

"And what values are those?" Joshua asked.

"Family, propriety." John said. "They always put their children first. And they never let themselves be marred by scandal."

Joshua raised his eyebrows. "Not even a hint of scandal?"

John shook his head. "Never!"

"An unmarred reputation?" Joshua sat back in his chair thoughtfully. "That seems unlikely."

"Is it truly so hard to believe?" John asked.

"Everyone has their secrets, Mr. Miller." Joshua said.

John pursed his lips. "I suppose there are a few things that seem odd, even to me."

Joshua tried not to seem too eager. "Do tell."

John scanned the kitchen before leaning closer to Joshua and lowering his voice. "Back at the estate, the marquess keeps a hidden drawer in his rooms that's always locked. None of us are supposed to know about it. I caught a glimpse once, though, when he was looking through it. It was full of letters."

"How strange." Joshua said. "Were there many of them?"

"Very many." John nodded. "And he keeps the key to the drawer on a special keychain in his satchel. He takes it with him when he travels. Probably to keep us from nosing around in that drawer. But his valet claims it opens his luggage too."

"That is quite the puzzle, John." Joshua said. "I'm certain he has good reason to keep his correspondence private."

"Of course." John agreed. "But it does make a delicious mystery." He sighed happily and sipped the last of his tea, gazing off into the distance. "I'm afraid I'd better be off. I've got to help Lady Huntsbury get ready for the day. The family intends to leave right after Lord Huntsbury's valet finishes his shopping list in the market. He has to go into town and buy some gifts for the children."

"That's very sweet." Joshua said.

"Isn't it just?" John smiled. "I expect he'll be gone until after sunset."

"Sounds like they'll get a lot of shopping done." Joshua said.

John nodded as he rose from his chair. "Indeed. Best of luck with Lord and Lady Ashbourne, Mister Joshua."

***

"So there's a special key to his luggage?" Jeonghan asked. "I'd love to search his belongings."

"If his valet's going into town, then you'd only need to ensure the marquess is kept away from his rooms to buy you time." Joshua said.

Jeonghan nodded. "That's perfect. Now how can we arrange a distraction?"

***

Jeonghan found Seungkwan pacing nervously in the parlor. He let out an exasperated noise as he noticed Jeonghan's arrival. "I've been in a proper state since last night! Did you hear that Davies and Johnson all but rushed out of the door this morning?" Jeonghan nodded and shut the door behind him. "The only reason Lord and Lady Huntsbury didn't follow is that the marchioness has unfinished errands in town."

"The marquess must not have been honest with his bride." Jeonghan said. "He couldn’t convince her to leave without telling her why."

"I'm sure it isn't the first time he hasn't told her about all his activities." Seungkwan sighed. "But the marquess said they would be leaving as soon as the picnic ends today."

"Picnic?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungkwan frowned. "I thought a luncheon al fresco would be the height of fashion but how can we get information with everyone all together like that?"

Jeonghan smiled. "As long as it gets the marquess out of his rooms, I can search them for clues."

"Then I will try to hold him outside as long as possible." Seungkwan said. "But I'm afraid after whatever the ambassador told him, he'll be as suspicious of me as of you." As Seungkwan met with the kitchen staff to make sure arrangements for the picnic were coming along, Jeonghan headed back upstairs to get ready.

***

Jeonghan decided to join Seungkwan in riding out to the picnic grounds. "You've been getting a lot of exercise this trip, haven't you, Claudio?" He lovingly patted the side of his horse's neck.

"Apparently our most important guest has been left behind." Seungkwan informed him. "Lord Huntsbury's valet told me he was having a nap. I had a servant try to wake him but he's sure to be late."

"He's avoiding us." Jeonghan said.

"I'm sure he'll join us soon." Seungkwan insisted. "And if not, we'll send someone after him. Meanwhile, there's a picnic to enjoy! And knowing that we're closing in on a suspect fills me with hope."

"I feel worried." Jeonghan said. "As much trouble as I've had finding this trail, I keep being afraid the marquess will try to slip through our fingers at the last second."

Seungkwan gave Jeonghan a reassuring smile. "Whatever happens, I'll be by your side through it. We'll see this through to the end together." Jeonghan urged Claudio faster and Seungkwan kept pace with him on his own steed, the wind whipping their hair behind them.

When they reached the picnic grounds, Seungkwan went to help the servants set up the food and refreshments while Jeonghan joined Seungcheol and Mingyu, catching the alphas up on the plan. "So at what point do we start assuming the marquess stayed back to destroy evidence?" Jeonghan asked.

"I saw him stumble out of his room and he seemed legitimately drunk." Seungcheol said.

"I did smell the whiskey on his breath." Mingyu mused. "Not the healthiest breakfast."

Jeonghan scowled. "He must be anxious that we're closing in on him."

"I say we give it 10 minutes then go after him." Seungcheol decided.

Soonyoung suddenly called out to Jeonghan and patted the spot next to him on the picnic blanket. Jeonghan moved to join him but Seungcheol subtly grabbed his wrist to stop him, lowering his voice so only the omega could hear. "Before you go…" He pulled the watch Jeonghan had won off of Lord Huntsbury out of his pocket. "I found out something more. I left early this morning so I could meet with my friend in Shropshire. He speaks Hindi."

"Was he able to translate the inscription on the watch?" Jeonghan asked.

Seungcheol nodded. "He says it simply reads, 'To Father'."

Jeonghan frowned. "That's odd…do you think-"

"I thought it odd as well." Seungcheol agreed. "We'll have to see if it lines up with the rest of our findings."

With that, Jeonghan reluctantly joined Soonyoung, Seokmin, Taeyeon, and Otis. "So are you all enjoying yourselves?" He asked.

"It's such a beautiful day!" Taeyeon gushed. "The flowers here are so much nicer than on our grounds."

Arthur barked and Otis chuckled. "I agree with Arthur."

Soonyoung sighed dramatically. "I only wish we weren't sitting on the grass like degenerates."

"I think it's rather fun." Seokmin said.

Soonyoung ignored him. "Mr. Yoon, do you know what happened to Johnson and Davies? They dashed away before I could say goodbye!"

"Odd business, isn't it?" Otis mused.

"I’m sure they had work at the embassy." Jeonghan said. "Nothing to worry about."

Taeyeon nodded. "Duty is important, after all."

When Seungkwan came over to speak with the group, Jeonghan took the opportunity to venture to the other side of the grounds and inform Vernon of his plan. "Now we're just waiting for the marquess to appear."

"Yes, yes, very good." Vernon said a bit distractedly.

"Is everything alright, Vernon?" Jeonghan asked in concern.

Vernon cleared his throat. "I apologize. I was listening, I promise. I was just thinking about Subin and the charity work she'd dedicated so much of herself to."

"What about it?" Jeonghan asked.

"I think I've come to a decision about my future." Vernon said. "What I'll do once all this is settled and justice has been served." He smiled. "I'd like to try to finish her work. Fight for her causes and volunteer wherever it's needed."

"That sounds like a fitting tribute." Jeonghan said. "I can't think of a better way to honor Subin."

"You think so?" Vernon asked. "Truly?"

Jeonghan nodded. "She'd be so terribly proud of you and glad to know that even without her, real change is happening. That she started something meaningful."

Vernon bit his lip. "I've not had a chance to speak to Seungcheol about it. I wonder how he would feel about taking over some of my responsibilities at Windcroft."

"That's a big change for him." Jeonghan said. "Whatever you do, you should speak to him first. He might be receptive but you can't just drop it on him."

"You're right." Vernon nodded. "This concerns him first and foremost. Besides, I've been going in circles mulling over it on my own."

"Excuse me, Jeonghan?" Jeonghan and Vernon both jumped a little but Seungcheol seemed not to have overheard their conversation as he beckoned Jeonghan away. "The marquess still hasn't arrived. I think it's time to send someone to lure him out of his rooms and distract him."

"Seungkwan can't go." Mingyu said. "He has to keep playing the hostess so no one gets suspicious."

"Then Seungcheol and I shall go." Jeonghan decided.

Seungcheol nodded. "Very well. Let's go straight away."

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Jeonghan and Seungcheol paused in the hallway outside Marquess Huntsbury's room. "Let's see if he's still here." Jeonghan whispered. He put his eyes to the keyhole but saw the alpha's form in the bed and heard the obvious sound of snoring through the door.

Seungcheol sighed. "Seems like he won't be leaving for a while."

"You don't suppose we could wake him?" Jeonghan asked.

"I expect he'd topple right over even if we tried." Seungcheol said.

They both straightened up quickly as a footalpha rounded the corner. "Excuse me, do you know when Lord Huntsbury plans to attend the picnic?" Jeonghan asked.

The footalpha nodded. "He gave me instructions to wake him in exactly an hour."

"Thank you."

As the footalpha bowed and left, Seungcheol turned to Jeonghan. "It seems a waste to walk all the way back to the picnic if we just intend on returning. Why don't we take some time together here? Seungkwan said the rear balcony has a striking view of the surrounding area."

Jeonghan smiled. "Could we be back within the hour?"

Seungcheol made a show of crossing his heart. "I've been meaning to talk to you anyway. There's been something on my mind."

"Perhaps I could ring for Joshua and get him to watch the marquess' door." Jeonghan said. "Very well. Show me this view."

After making sure Joshua was posted at the marquess' door, Jeonghan followed Seungcheol down the hall. They made their way up the stairs and Jeonghan was slightly winded by the time they reached the top. On the balcony, Jeonghan marveled at the steep jagged hills of the duchy. "How beautiful it is!" He gushed. "It feels like we're in some kind of fairytale. I can see the picnic just down there!"

Seungcheol smiled. "I always forget how lovely Barrington is. Sometimes there are breathtaking sight you can see without even traveling very far." He cleared his throat, shuffling away from the railing.

"Is everything alright, Seungcheol?" Jeonghan asked. "You seem a bit nervous."

"Do I?" Seungcheol sighed. "As you know, I left early this morning to have breakfast with an old army friend of mine. A translator. It was odd to see how differently our lives have played out. Especially after sharing so much time together."

"How so?"

"He didn't travel after his service ended." Seungcheol said. "He rushed straight home and has done an admirable job of building a new life and family."

Jeonghan bit his lip. "Do you wish you had done the same?"

Seungcheol adjusted his sleeves. "A part of me felt quite lonely to see it, true. For a long while I had planned the same for myself. But circumstance had a different course in mind for me. I can't change what happened. Only make the best of the present moment."

"That's a good way to think of it." Jeonghan said softly.

Seungcheol gave a tiny nod. "The further I go down this road, the more my outlook changes. I’m no longer willing to let possibilities pass me by." For a moment, they both appreciated the foaming rushing waterfalls in the distance. Then Seungcheol spoke again. "As you know, Jeonghan, I was originally to marry when I returned home from my army service in India." Jeonghan nodded. "When she passed, everything good felt fleeting and fragile. I suppose that's why I felt so odd seeing my friend. The last time we'd been close, I'd expected my life to turn out quite differently."

"You had a tragedy befall you." Jeonghan said. "Don't blame yourself for how that changed you."

"In truth, Jeonghan, I have you to thank for showing me how to move on." Seungcheol said. "For the first time, I again had something to look forward to."

Jeonghan's heart began to race as he looked over at Seungcheol, finding the alpha already smiling softly at him. "What do you mean?"

Seungcheol took a step closer to Jeonghan. "You reminded me that the world is still full of life. You're so vivacious and full of ideas, hope, optimism. Being around you is a constant adventure, Jeonghan, and one I wish would not yet come to a close." He took a deep breath. I know your engagement to Vernon is only for show. Part of your plan to find out the truth for Subin. All the same, I hope once it's resolved, you might keep those of us at Windcroft in your heart." He took Jeonghan's hands in his. Jeonghan saw a glimmer of true emotion in Seungcheol's eyes beyond his trademark cynicism. "For I am most enamored with you, Jeonghan. And I would love to know you better. For all that I have wandered, being with you makes me feel safe. Tethered. At home."

Jeonghan was surprised his heart hadn't burst out of his chest with how hard it was pounding as he smiled at Seungcheol. "I feel the same for you. For all your initial wariness, you have become a most cherished companion. I've loved getting to explore England by your side. I've greatly admired your sense of adventure and strong convictions. I hope our journeys keep us together for a long, long time."

Seungcheol squeezed Jeonghan's hands in his. "Then you fill me with a sense of hope that I had not thought possible." His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip. "I know the wedding date has been moved up and there isn't much time. But I'm certain we'll figure things out. And very soon."

"I'm sure of it." Jeonghan nodded.

Seungcheol gazed into Jeonghan's eyes and leaned towards him. Jeonghan parted his lips just as Seungcheol's mouth found his, the alpha's hands falling to his waist. A shaky exhale from Seungcheol cut the kiss short. "What is it?" Jeonghan asked quietly.

"Nothing." Seungcheol shook his head with a bright smile. "I'm just absurdly happy. Although don't expect this to mean I'll go any easier on you. I'm still going to tease you once every fortnight."

"More often, I'd hope." Jeonghan giggled. "I'm strong enough to return the favor." He leaned back against the railing and pulled Seungcheol closer to him, bringing their lips together once more. Jeonghan slid his hands up Seungcheol's chest, feeling the outline of his muscles beneath the layers of his clothes.

"Jeonghan! I've come to let you know-" Joshua cut off with a gasp as Jeonghan and Seungcheol sprang apart. "My apologies!"

Jeonghan smiled sheepishly. "That's quite alright. You were saying?"

Joshua cleared his throat. "Lord Huntsbury has left his room earlier than expected. You're free to return."

"Thank you very much, Joshua." Jeonghan and Seungcheol exchanged a wary look. "It's time."

They crept toward Lord Huntsbury's room, scanning the hallway for any sign of servants. When they reached his door, Jeonghan began to turn the knob and peeked inside. Thankfully the marquess was nowhere in sight and neither was the valet, just as Joshua said. "Do you mind standing guard for me outside?" Jeonghan asked Seungcheol. "I don't want to be surprised by anyone."

Seungcheol nodded. "I'll be the lookout. Good luck."

Jeonghan slipped inside the room. It was lush and filled with scarlet tones. Jeonghan's eyes lingered on the rose petals scattered along the bed and floor. He wondered whose idea that was. Was Alfred making amends to Taeyeon for his drunken behavior? Shaking his head, Jeonghan began searching for the key the maid had told Joshua about.

He spotted a satchel beside the writing desk and knelt down beside it. After checking a few pouches, Jeonghan found a heavy iron key that matched the description. Jeonghan headed directly to the marquess' luggage lying by the armoire and the key opened it perfectly. He looked through the luggage but didn't find anything except clothes. But the lid looked too shallow on the inside. Jeonghan knocked on the inside of the lid and it sounded hollow. That was when he noticed a small lock at the top of the lid hidden out of view. The combination lock held seven dials with a multitude of letter options to spell out a word.

After glancing at the door, worried about the marquess' return, Jeonghan's gaze fell on some items lying on the armchair. He grabbed Taeyeon's handbag and carefully searched it, finding a few coins as well as a photo. There was a group of children standing in front of an estate. An older alpha, two alphas around the same age, and a young omega. On the back someone had written, 'Jihoon, Chaewon, Seoah, and Jian, 1911'. Clearly the photograph contained Alfred and Taeyeon's children. Chaewon had seven letters so maybe…

Next Jeonghan stuck his hand in the marquess' jacket pocket. Aside from some lint and an old opera ticket, he found a letter.

Dear Alfred,
We've had some concerns with your behavior as of late.
We've heard you've defaulted on multiple payments. While we have the funds to support you, we hope you do not intend on making this a habit.
Lastly, we are worried for our daughter's safety and security. Taeyeon has shared troubling reports of you returning home late from an alphas' club.
We trust we won't need to visit your estate to solve these problems in person…
Regards,
Sunwoo and Hyunwoo

It seemed like Marquess Huntsbury was on thin ice with the marchioness' parents. Hyunwoo was also seven letters.

After a quick search of other belongings, and carefully putting everything back where he'd found it, Jeonghan returned to the trunk. He twisted the combination lock to spell out Chaewon and it clicked. The divider unlocked, revealing a secret compartment in the top of the luggage. He wondered if Chaewon was the favorite child. Which was odd, as she would be the second eldest based on the order of names on the back of the photograph. Usually, the eldest was the favored one.

In the hidden compartment, Jeonghan uncovered a small box with photographs of Alfred and a mystery omega. He rifled through all the pictures and found one with the omega holding a baby. In all of them, the marquess was standing close, gazing at the omega adoringly. If Jeonghan didn't know better, he would have assumed them to be family photos. He found an envelope, rumpled but fairly new, addressed from Lucknow, India.

My lord,
I wished to confirm that we have received your most recent payment.
We will do as you ask.
We trust that you have taken care of your American problem back in England.
Sincerely,
John Cooper
P.S. I miss you ever day and long for the days of our past when we could freely be together…

Taken care of the American problem…would that be Subin? Jeonghan heard a slight ringing in his ears and his hand trembled as he stuffed the letter and photographs into his pocket before rising to his feet.

Seungcheol's eyes widened a bit as Jeonghan exited the room. "What did you find?"

"I have some business to take care of." Jeonghan charged through the estate, looking for the marquess. "Enough games! This needs to end right now!"

There was a thunder from outside as a flood of returning guests burst into the manor house, wiping rain from their faces. "Unfortunate end to the picnic." Seungkwan said. "But at least we got back in time."

"I think I'll warm up by the fire." Alfred said.

As the other guests drifted off, Jeonghan stalked intently after the marquess. "Lord Huntsbury. I need a word."

Alfred turned to him in surprise. "Mr. Yoon. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Jeonghan brandished John Cooper's letter in his hand. "I know you had an affair with Mr. Cooper. And now he's blackmailing you to keep it covered up. Even if it means killing my sister."

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Alfred insisted.

"I'm talking about the child or children John Cooper bore you." Jeonghan said. "Your secret family in India."

Alfred scoffed, glowering at Jeonghan. "How dare you!"

"You ensured Mr. Johnson's employment with the ambassador so he could continue handling your payments to India." Jeonghan said.

The marquess' face turned red as he fumbled for words, clearly losing his composure. "That's not-It is an alpha's prerogative to-"

Jeonghan cut him off. "Of course you'd hide it. The indignity of it all. Hardly befitting a member of the peerage, isn't that it? Are the payments hush money? Monetary aid for the children? Insurance that they never come to England demanding their inheritance? Or all of the above?"

"You insolent-"

"Subin found out, didn't she?" Jeonghan asked. "And she died for it. I know you sent my sister at least one threatening letter warning her to stop digging."

"I'd hardly say it was threatening-"

"Admit it." Jeonghan spat. "You sent Mr. Johnson to visit Subin in London and warn her off right before she died under suspicious circumstances!"

"A mere coincidence!" Alfred slammed his glass onto the mantel. "You're even worse than she was, Mr. Yoon. All of the sneakiness with none of the grace."

Seungkwan's voice rang out from the hall. "Come, now, just this way. We can all have a nice round of drinks before dinner is served."

Jeonghan ignored the shuffling behind him, his attention fully on the marquess. "Lord Huntsbury, I hereby charge you with being unfaithful to your family and with murdering my sister."

The growing crowd at the door gasped in unison. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Murder?"

"Unfaithful?"

Taeyeon's hand fluttered to her heart as her eyes widened in horror. "A-Alfred?"

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The room was silent for a long moment, tension filling every inch of it. Then the marquess snapped out of his shock and glowered at Jeonghan. "This is slander and lies! If you don't cease immediately, Mr. Yoon, you will regret it!"

"Subin was murdered?" Soonyoung asked.

"Do you have any proof of this, Mr. Yoon?" Vernon's dad asked.

"Of course not!" The marquess exclaimed.

"It was you." Jeonghan insisted. "And I can prove it."

Seungkwan stepped forward. "Let's hear the facts then. Nothing to fear from facts, right, Lord Huntsbury?"

"Here's what we know for certain." Jeonghan picked up the marquess' letter from the table. "Lord Huntsbury has been sending money to a John Cooper in India. I have reason to believe it's hush money or support for his illegitimate family. There were words of endearment in the letter and I also found photos of him and this omega with a baby."

Taeyeon looked at her husband in shock while Soonyoung wrapped a comforting arm around her. "Tell me this isn't true, Alfred."

Alfred turned away from the pain in Taeyeon's eyes, focusing his anger on Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon, you've gone too far! Don't tell me the lot of you are entertaining this madness?" Jeonghan kept the letter out of Alfred's grasp as the alpha tried to snatch it from him.

"But who is this John Cooper?" Vernon's mom asked.

"The mother of his children." Jeonghan said. "He's been paying him not to come forward."

"Surely you can't believe this American over me!" Alfred exclaimed. "He's a simpleton who has invaded our ranks over the past couple of months!"

Vernon's grandmother scowled. "This business does sound rather like you, Alfred. But what is the purpose of the hush money?"

"I believe he's paying to keep his other family in India so they don’t show up to expose him as their father or to claim their inheritance." Jeonghan said.

Earl Otis shook his head. "I'm not sure what to believe right now."

"Alfred, is any of this true?" Taeyeon asked.

"Mr. Cooper is an acquaintance of mine and that is all." Alfred insisted.

"Then why do you have this watch?" Jeonghan pulled out the watch he'd won from the marquess in the poker game. "It's engraved with an inscription. To Father."

Alfred cleared his throat, his face flushing. "It's, um, a gift from my children. Taeyeon's and my children. Here in England."

"Then why would the inscription be in Devanagari script?" Jeonghan asked. "Is that commonly taught in England?"

"I suppose that is rather damning." Earl Otis said.

Soonyoung frowned. "I don't understand. If he has a second family, how could he keep it secret for so long? How did no one uncover it until now?"

"He certainly didn't work alone." Mingyu said.

"Exactly." Jeonghan nodded. "He had the help of the attaché and the ambassador. Ambassador Davies admitted to me herself that the marquess got them into some kind of trouble. As Davies was more than happy to tell us during Seungkwan's Impostor game, she isn't above pulling strings to help her friends. The ambassador even said she views Lord Huntsbury as a younger brother who she always had to help out of scrapes. Seems he hasn't broken that habit."

"What exactly are you accusing Davies of?" Earl Otis asked.

"She handled the bribes for Lord Huntsbury once he was no longer posted in India." Jeonghan said.

"Mr. Johnson worked for the marquess prior to working for the ambassador." Seungkwan said. "His new position with Davies gives him perfect access to continue to handle this matter on Lord Huntsbury's behalf."

"Lord Huntsbury even recommended Johnson for the position." Jeonghan added on. "If that's not strategically planting your allies, I don't know what is."

"In fact, I suspect Huntsbury may have worked out a deal where Davies offers Johnson a promotion for his assistance." Mingyu said.

"We all know how eager Mr. Johnson is to seek advancement." Jeonghan said.

Seungcheol turned to Taeyeon. "Is it true that Mr. Johnson worked for your husband prior to his appointment to the ambassador's office?"

Taeyeon hesitated as Alfred glared at her, quickly shaking his head. "Yes. I cannot lie to you. Mr. Johnson was his aide de camp when Alfred was in the army." Her shoulders slumped as she looked away, tears streaming down her face.

"And there we have it." Jeonghan said. "Both the ambassador and attaché fled Barrington this morning knowing this would come to light."

The crowd turned on the marquess who back guiltily against the wall as if trying to disappear through it. "Well, Lord Huntsbury?" Vernon's dad asked. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Yes, tell us the truth now." Earl Otis demanded.

"The truth will come out anyway." Jeonghan warned him. "If you confess now, your sentence may be lighter."

Alfred glared at Jeonghan, gritting his teeth. "Don't make me false promises, omega." However, the marquess seemed to relent, letting out a large sigh while refusing to look directly at his bride. "I had intimate relations with Mr. Cooper, another British citizen, while in India. I've been sending money to Lucknow ever since. I've been paying Ambassador Davies as well as an added incentive."

"So you bribed both her and Mr. Cooper." Jeonghan summed up.

"How many children, Alfred?" Vernon's grandmother asked.

Alfred hesitated before answering. "Two. Both alphas." Taeyeon's throat bobbed and she turned her face toward a bookshelf.

"An affair and two secret alpha children." Soonyoung shook his head. "Naturally he wouldn't want that getting out."

"But how did Subin find out about the family?" Earl Otis asked.

"That's what we don't know." Jeonghan said. A thought suddenly struck him and he reached into his reticule to pull out the Walrus Club signet ring.

"You showed that at the poker game." Earl Otis recalled.

"Why is it significant?" Seokmin asked.

"No doubt there's a lot of gossip exchanged at that club." Jeonghan said. "If my sister had this ring, perhaps she was there and overheard something. Perhaps Lord Huntsbury couldn't keep his secrets to himself." He leaned closer to the marquess. "Any of that sound familiar?"

"Subin shouldn't have stuck her nose in people's private business!" Alfred spat. "That's all I have to say!"

Jeonghan let out a quiet scoff. "Very telling. Mr. Cooper's letter refers to trusting that Lord Huntsbury has 'taken care of' his 'American problem'."

"Certainly sounds like Subin to me." Mingyu said.

"Pure conjecture!" Alfred exclaimed.

Jeonghan pulled out the threatening letter from the post office to show the group. "Someone sent Subin a threatening letter mentioning Mr. Johnson by name. I'd bet my life on the fact that Lord Huntsbury sent it when Freddie worked for him."

"H-how did you find that?" Alfred asked.

Jeonghan ignored him. "Mr. Johnson also visited my sister late one night in London to threaten her. He was acting on the marquess' orders to keep her quiet about the affair."

"I had difficulty getting hold of her so I asked Johnson to speak with her." Alfred insisted.

"I remember Aunt Seohyun said that Subin received many letters that seemed to worry her." Jeonghan continued.

"Precisely." Alfred nodded. "I even tried to telephone. But if there was some threat involved, that was Johnson's own blunder."

"Oh, Alfred, do shut up." Earl Otis spat.

Finally, Jeonghan pulled out the threatening letter left for him at Aunt Seohyun's townhome, unfolding it for everyone to see. "I received this threatening letter warning me off looking into Subin's death."

"How appalling!" Vernon's mom gasped. "You must have been terrified!"

"I was." Jeonghan nodded. "But it only convinced me we were on the right track."

"How preposterous!" Alfred scoffed. "You have no proof that I'm connected to that letter!"

Vernon's dad frowned. "Mr. Yoon, dear, you have certainly convinced me Alfred has secrets to hide but what makes you think Subin was murdered? The doctors said she died of natural causes."

Vernon stepped forward. "That's not true." His parents looked at him in confusion. "Right before her death, Subin received an anonymous gift. A bottle of perfume. We recently had it tested and discovered it was laced with a rare poison found only in a plant native to India. This poison mimics a natural death."

"What's more, it matches one of the plants in the ambassador's greenhouse." Seungcheol said.

Vernon's grandmother turned to Alfred. "Are you truly implicated in something so vile?"

"Anyone who's worked in India has heard of such a poison." Alfred said. "Why aren't you questioning Davies if it's from her greenhouse?"

"Maybe anyone who's worked in India has heard of this plant." Jeonghan said. "But you would have easy access to the greenhouse as Mrs. Davies' friend. And you're the only one with a clear motive to use the poison on Subin."

"This all seems conclusive enough to have Lord Huntsbury taken in for questioning." Vernon's dad decided.

"I'd have to agree." Vernon's grandmother nodded.

Vernon's mom reached out to take Jeonghan's hand in hers. "Thank you, Mr. Yoon, for gathering this evidence."

"She was my sister." Jeonghan said. "I would never let her murderer get away. I only wish I could have stopped him."

"Lord Boo, would you ring the constable?" Vernon's dad requested.

Seungkwan nodded. "With pleasure."

As he went to call the police, the rest of the party crowded the parlor, blocking Lord Huntsbury inside. "Nothing to say for yourself, Alfred?" Seokmin asked.

"I paid what I had to pay in order to spare my family embarrassment." Alfred said. "It's nothing the rest of you wouldn't have done. But I know nothing about Subin." He poured himself a glass of Scotch and seethed in the corner.

Taeyeon watched Alfred with glassy eyes. Jeonghan approached her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You mustn't blame yourself." He said softly.

"My family is all I have." Taeyeon said. "I can't believe he…" She shook her head tightly and looked away.

The alphas from Scotland Yard arrived and shuffled quietly into Barrington House after a quick word with Seungkwan. "Alright, Alfred Lee of Huntsbury, we're going to need you to come with us for questioning. No need to make a scandal of this just yet." He turned to address the room. "And that goes for the lot of you. I'd suggest you keep things quiet until we have a better idea of what really occurred."

"But this is outrageous!" Alfred exclaimed. "I've not done anything in the realm of what I've been accused of!"

"Save it for questioning, your lordship. We'll have a word with that ambassador and attaché as well. Let's be on our way."

As the police hauled him toward the door, Marquess Huntsbury turned to glower at Jeonghan. "Mr. Yoon, I do not suffer such an indignity lightly. You think you know everything but both you and your sister got in way over your heads."

"I hope you rot in jail." Jeonghan said. "It's the least you deserve for what you did to Subin."

"I told you, I never did anything to your damned sister!" The authorities took Marquess Huntsbury away.

Jeonghan let out a long breath, his shoulders feeling lighter now that the mystery had been solved. He met Seungcheol's gaze and, without even thinking, rushed over to embrace him. He held the alpha close for a second before becoming aware of the curious looks from the other guests. Then he quickly stepped back. "It's done." Seungcheol said. "You did it, Jeonghan. You'll never have to worry about him hurting you or anyone else ever again."

"Yes, it's finally over." Jeonghan said, unable to shake off the strange feeling settling into his stomach.

***

"Jeonghan, is something on your mind?" Joshua asked in concern as he brushed Jeonghan's hare while Jeonghan stared at himself in the mirror. "Are you not excited that the marquess is behind bars?"

"It's just that…" Jeonghan sighed. "I wonder if we've missed something. But I keep going through all the facts in my head and keep ending up at the same conclusion."

"So do I." Joshua said softly. "It's hard to accept it's over after we spent such a long time looking for the answers."

Jeonghan swallowed thickly. "I don't want to stop thinking about Subin. Learning about her life here. Investigating the case kept her alive for me. I don't want to lose that."

Joshua smiled reassuringly at him. "I have a lot of great memories from Subin's time here. Nothing that was relevant to solving the murder but if you just want to hear about her…"

"I would love to remember her in her ordinary life." Jeonghan said with a grateful smile. "Not just as a crusader or a victim."

"There was that one time she held an omegas' night here not long before Christmas." Joshua said. "Would you like me to tell you about it?" Jeonghan nodded. "She'd called all the omegas to Windcroft for a lovely evening. I was there too doing some sewing in the corner of the room. Subin thought it was a great chance to get to know the others better without their stoic masks in place, as she put it…"

Windcroft, 1912.

Subin sat in the drawing room with Aunt Seohyun, Marchioness Huntsbury, and Baroness Lee, sipping hot mulled cider while Joshua sewed in the corner. "I'm so glad you all agreed to join me for this."

"How could we resist?" Seohyun asked. "It's much more fun without the alphas and all their dreary talk. Hunting this, alphas' club that."

"But that dreary talk is important sometimes, no?" Taeyeon pointed out. "The business of running one's estate."

"I'll do a better job than them." Subin said. "And with far less grousing about it. Just because they talk endlessly doesn't mean they know anything."

"I second that." Seohyun raised her cup. "Most alphas are all talk and no action."

Soonyoung chuckled. "So what did you call us here for then? Something fun, I presume?"

"Of course!" Subin smiled. "I wanted to get to know you all."

"I suggest a game." Seohyun said. "Maybe something that will get Lady Huntsbury to loosen up."

Taeyeon gasped. "How scandalous! I wish you luck with that endeavor."

Subin sat up straight as an idea came to her. "How about we all agree to share one secret? It can be anything as long as it's something you've never told anyone before."

"How wonderful!" Soonyoung clasped his hands together. "It'll be a little icebreaker, as I think you Americans call it? It would figure Americans need games just to have a conversation."

"What if we don’t have any secrets to share?" Taeyeon asked.

"Come, now, Lady Huntsbury, you can surely think of something." Subin said. "How about I go first to give an example? I once snuck out for a ragtime dance. In my defense, one of my dearest friends was playing the piano and I wanted to be there to hear her. I danced all night and somehow managed to sneak back home right before the rest of the family woke up."

Seohyun giggled into her drink. "We're birds of a feather, you and I."

"But I'd forgotten we'd all planned to walk Central Park together the next day." Subin grimaced at the memory. "My feet were covered in blisters from dancing. Oh, the agony, and I couldn't say why."

"How painful." Taeyeon frowned. "I don't think I'd be able to keep such a secret."

"Serves you right for being such a brazen thing, Miss Yoon." Soonyoung said teasingly.

Subin turned to her aunt. "Why don’t you go next?"

"Oh, I've plenty of love stories to tell." Seohyun said. "There was an alpha in New York I'd been seeing for some time but I'd gotten a bit bored with him and was planning to break things off. But then my friend who worked at the jewelry counter in a nice department store mentioned he'd dropped by to purchase a diamond bracelet. So I waited until after he'd given me the bracelet to end things. Terribly cheeky, I know."

"That seems a bit cruel." Taeyeon said.

"At least it wasn't a treasured family heirloom." Soonyoung pointed out.

"You're such a heartbreaker, Aunt Seohyun." Subin giggled.

"Don't worry, I treated him to a lovely weekend in Prince Edward Island then broke it to him gently." Seohyun said.

Soonyoung turned to Taeyeon. "And how about you?"

Taeyeon hesitated and shook her head. "I'm afraid I don't have any funny ones like that."

"That's alright." Subin assured her. "It doesn't have to be funny."

"The only thing I can think of is…" Taeyeon took a deep breath. "As you may know, after Jihoon, our eldest, it took me quite some time to be with child again. Alfred and I…we went through a difficult period where we slept in separate bedrooms for a time. Years in fact. It's quite shameful, really, since it's my duty to bear heirs. But I suppose I can trust you to keep it secret."

Subin frowned. "I'm so sorry, Lady Huntsbury. But you must know, it is not shameful. No relationship is perfect and all are going to go through rough patches even if they seem perfect on the outside. In fact, I think we should all admit to such things. The more we discuss them, the more normal it seems."

Taeyeon sighed in relief. "Thank you, Miss Yoon. I suppose you're right. It must be more common than I realize."

"And now you have three more little ones to bring you joy." Seohyun said. "Are your youngest children close to Jihoon?"

"Jihoon grew up fast, it seems." Taeyeon said. "He was always away at boarding school. He's even at university in America now. When there were no children for such a long time, our house felt awfully empty."

"Don't worry, your secret won't leave this circle." Subin promised.

Seohyun nodded. "There's no one we can trust if not us omegas."

"Precisely." Soonyoung smiled. "I know I've got a loud mouth, Taeyeon, but I'm not all bad, I promise you."

"Thank you all." Taeyeon said gratefully. "It feels good to relieve myself of that burden."

There was a long moment of silence. Then Subin looked away with a determined smile, trying to get the night back on track. "I do believe that makes it Baroness Lee's turn."

Soonyoung sighed. "I don't suppose I've told you about the time I disappeared for two weeks without warning Seokmin?" Everyone looked at him in surprise. "He didn't do anything wrong but I wasn't taking to married life very well and I was bored. So I stole our valet and the motor car and disappeared in a lovely cottage in the Cotswolds for two weeks."

"Was Lord Lee absolutely beside himself with fright?" Subin asked.

"Oh of course." Soonyoung nodded. "But he forgave me instantly once I returned. He's an angel like that."

"I hope you don't abuse his kindness." Taeyeon said.

"Sometimes you do what you have to do for your own sanity." Seohyun said.

Subin nodded. "Sometimes a brief escape is for the best."

"That's what I told myself." Soonyoung said.

As they all refilled their cups of wassail, Subin glanced over at Joshua in the corner. "Joshua, would you like a cup as well?"

Joshua smiled. "Thank you, miss, I'd love one."

Subin filled up a cup of the hot mulled cider and gave it to Joshua before sitting back in her chair, enjoying the warmth of the drink and the scent of its spices. "Thank you all again for joining me tonight. I'm so grateful for the wonderful new omegas I've befriended and for this new life."

Present day.

"What a bittersweet memory." Jeonghan said. "To hear about her adjusting to her home like that and know it was all snatched away."

"I know." Joshua said softly. "Still, I hope it might bring you joy and peace to hear that she did make the most of her time here."

Jeonghan smiled. "It comforts me to know she found a community. Thank you, Joshua. You've been a dear friend and ally. I'll never forget how you helped me make a strange place into my home."

Joshua's cheeks flushed. "It was nothing. You've been a dear friend to me too. You've always treated me fairly and supported me." He resumed brushing Jeonghan's hair as the conversation shifted to lighter topics.