[Samuel Barbara] The Black Angel(Book4You) - Plot & Excerpts
It was the sort of crisp, clear autumn day that made every Englishman proud to be one, the sort that would draw every cranky dowager and young buck and tittering debutante out from their stuffy drawing rooms and into the sunshine. Adriana was ready. She'd sent a footman around to Cassandra with a note, begging a habit to wear, and she admired herself in it now as Fiona put the finishing touches on her hair. The habit was a vivid, deep turquoise, with a demure neckline but a close fit through the torso and waist. To afford comfort on the hunt, the skirt was wide and simple, and Adriana thought it would do very nicely. She finished it with a hat in the same turquoise, trimmed with dyed ostrich feathers that plumed behind her. Tynan had already breakfasted and left word he'd meet her in the stables. She strode outside with a sense of purpose, her crop in hand, and met him leading the horses out. And as if he'd had the same impulse as she, he was dressed gloriously himself. Gone was the somber black.
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