Chapter One

“It falls to me to inform you that your mother and I have identified a suitable husband for you,” sniffed The 7th Duke of Burlington. “You are engaged herewith to Lord Coldfish of Leching—and let no more be said on the matter!”

Lady Sarah had never felt so completely alone nor so utterly wretched. Impetuously, she threw back her rebellious mop of red hair, letting it tumble wild and loose down her back.

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