Her Stepmother Sent Her to the Duke as a Joke – He Offered Her a Chair Before He Said a Word

as he finally registered the massive, imposing figure of the Duke of Westland. Alistair was a head taller, twice as broad, and possessed the eyes of a man who had killed Frenchmen for significantly less than a ruined carpet.

“Your grace,” Harrington squeaked. He tried to puff out his chest. “I am here on behalf of Lady Agatha Hawthorne. This situation continue reading …