Confining himself behind the walls of his study to avoid the festivities of the Christmas holiday. Donovan Ellis, Seventh Duke of Gatewood, wanted nothing more than to forget this season and all the foolery that went along with it. There would be no wreaths hung on the doors and no candles adorne...
At the dowager’s request, Ernest had moved the targets again that morning. The straw mats now stood as far apart as they had when Annabella had first been shown the range.She drew the bowstring.Where had Jon gone off to so early that he’d missed taking breakfast with her and the dowager again? Go...
Thank goodness the duke was having only a small dinner party. It was all just a bit overwhelming as it was. Unable to remain on her injured foot for long, Lady Charity remained seated on a Grecian couch, and Juliet hovered nearby. Keeping her eyes cast downward, she idly toyed with the clawed foo...