Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Acknowledgements
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THE EDUCATION OF MRS. BRIMLEY
THE TROUBLE WITH MOONLIGHT
THE SEDUCTION OF A DUKE
REDEEMING THE ROGUE
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I don’t think it would be possible to write a novel without the collaboration of many generous and talented individuals. I’d like to take a moment to thank them here.
Thank you to my editor, Cindy Hwang, who suggested the original concept go in a different direction. Thank you to my agent, Cori Deyoe, for her unfailing support. My husband says everyone should have someone like her in their life. I think he’s right.
While I wish to thank the Romance Bandits for their constant support and friendship, I’d like to single out Jeanne Adams, Nancy Northcott, and Cassondra Murray for brainstorming plots with me amid copious wine and chocolate. My thanks as well to wordsmith Jo Robertson, who helped me over some early hurdles, and to my fabulous historical writer–sisters in the MR-Debut loop who kept me pushing forward.
Thank you to my daughter, Jessica, for giving me the nonfiction book that inspired this story, and thanks as well to my son, David, whose enthusiastic support for his crazed mother brought new readers to my stories.
And as always, thanks to my husband for being there through these many, many years.
Prologue
LOVE SHIMMERED AS BRIGHT AS A BEACON AS HER brother, the Duke of Bedford, exchanged vows with his new American heiress wife. Arianne’s heart lifted. Both of her brothers had found devoted wives who made them happy. She almost laughed. Some might say her work here was done.
“Arianne,” her brother Nicholas called before she could leave the Deerfield Abbey chapel. “William and I need to speak to you before you leave for some distant country.”
She smiled, her penchant for travel well known but perhaps not as well understood. While she had lived at Deerfield Abbey in her childhood, she never considered it home. William’s recent renovations to the abbey failed to rid it of painful memories. Indeed, it was her intention to go to Vienna immediately after her brief stay at the abbey.
“Surely it can wait till later.” She glanced over her shoulder. “Look at him. I’ve never seen William so happy. I doubt he even knows I’m here.”
“He knows,” Nicholas assured her. He linked his arm in hers and walked with her outside. “It gives us the perfect opportunity to speak with you about some surprising news on a recent discovery.”
“News?” She tried to pull back from her brother to better see his face, but he kept her arm tightly linked in his. That more than anything lifted the fine hairs on the back of her neck. She looked at him askance. “William has been quite free with news in his letters. Why should this be different?”
For a moment, her marvelously talented, handsome rapscallion of a brother dropped his rakish demeanor. “Because some things, dear Sister, should not be committed to paper.”
SHE AND NICHOLAS WAITED IN WILLIAM’S LIBRARY, THE windows bearing witness to the new vast improvements made in Arianne’s absence. The last time she was here, the abbey seemed to be crumbling about her ears. How serendipitous that while traveling in Switzerland, she had met a wealthy American matron searching for a titled husband for her daughter. Who would have envisioned that today’s festivities would result from that chance meeting?
William entered the library in high spirits, flushed and grinning widely.
“Arianne,” he said, “you grow lovelier every time I see you. Thank you for joining our celebration. You will be staying with us awhile, will you not?”
“Your wife extended an invitation for two weeks,” Arianne said, leaning forward to accept her brother’s kiss on her cheek. “There should be plenty of time for us to speak privately if this is keeping you from—”
“No,” Nicholas interrupted. “It is precisely because you’re staying that you need to know about certain individuals who you might encounter.”
Her two brothers exchanged a glance. “Yes. I’m fairly certain he’s going to want to meet you,” William added with an air of mystery.
Arianne glanced from one to the other, confused and a bit angry that they were obviously keeping secrets from her. “What are you talking about?” She addressed Nicholas, then turned toward William. “Who am I likely to meet?”
“Our father,” William replied, with brows raised. His eyes studied her face.
After a moment of shock, she laughed. Obviously, her brothers had conspired to play a trick on her. “That’s ridiculous. Our father is dead. In case you’ve forgotten, that’s precisely why you’re the new Duke of Bedford.”
Neither Nicholas nor William joined in her laughter. Met with silence, her smile died and faded away.
“We’ve recently discovered that the old Duke did not provide the seed that produced us,” Nicholas said softly.
Arianne shook her head. “No. Our mother was not one of those women. She was good. She was faithful.” Her brothers didn’t offer a word in protest; they just waited. “Look at you two,” she continued. “In spite of the age difference, you are mirror images of each other. Surely the same man—”
“Our mother was faithful,” William explained. “Just not to the old Duke. We’ve learned that due to an infection in his youth, he could not provide needed heirs. He found someone else to take his place in that regard. Someone who has maintained his silence all these many years.”
The air fled her lungs; blood drained from her face. All these years, she’d believed a lie? Her fingers fumbled in the air; her glance darted between her brothers while she struggled to breathe. “Is there . . .”
“Proof?” Nicholas supplied. “Yes. We’ve seen the proof.”
William nodded his head. His voice dropped to a compassionate pitch. “Think, Arianne. It explains so much. Father’s anger. His moodiness.”
His abuse of her mother. Arianne’s fingers dug into her gloved palms at those resurrected memories. Her head throbbed. Her gaze settled on William, on his quiet dignity, on his pride. “But you’re the new Duke of Bedford,” she said, breathless. “How can that be?”
“Legally, we are his heirs.” William’s lips moved into a gentle smile. “That’s why the old Duke took such drastic measures. He acknowledged us as his children, and in the eyes of society and the law, that’s all that matters.”
“But we’re not,” she whispered. Her eyes narrowed in concentration. Such a simple concept, yet it shook all her beliefs. Who was she? Whose blood flowed in her veins? Her life had been defined by her father’s title. If he wasn’t her father, then who was she?
“And,” Nicholas added, his face launching into a grin, “we’ve met our real father. He’s a marvelous chap, Arianne, and he can’t wait to meet you.”
“He’s here?” Her head was still swimming with the implications of William’s revelation. Her mind raced to recall the titled gentry present in the chapel. Which one provided the seed? Did he know of her existence before this day? Surely, he must look familiar in some regard.
“He’s been here all along,” William said quietly. He, more than Nicholas, seemed to understand her shock. “He watched us grow from afar.”
“Watched us?” How was that possible? Her father was never known for his hospitality. Few visitors came to the abbey. Which could only mean . . .
“Thackett,” Nicholas supplied. “Do you remember him?”
“Lor
d Thackett?” She frowned, trying to put a face to that name.
“Farmer Thackett,” Nicholas corrected with a grand smile. “I suppose that’s where you get your knack for flowers and things.”
“Farmer Thackett? Not a lord or a sir or even a squire?” Her shock must have shown on her face, as even William started to grin in response. They apparently had eased into accepting the different husbandry, but then they were no longer participants in the marriage mart. They weren’t rated on their bloodlines like a brood mare. At least, not anymore. Not like herself.
“So you see, Anne,” Nicholas said, his face flushed with humor. “You truly are the farmer’s daughter.”
Fear of the old Duke had once bound them together. Now the bond dissolved a bit. She felt estranged, adrift, her shock at odds with their easy laughter. What would be the result of this revelation? An anxious thought slipped into her mind. “Who knows about this?”
“Our wives, of course. Fran, after all, uncovered the connection.” William’s pride for his wife beamed from his face.
“I think Emma was actually pleased by the news.” Nicholas hugged Arianne’s shoulder. “Wait till you meet him, Anne. You’ll like him immediately. We all do. You’ll see.”
William looked at her sympathetically. “I’m sorry, Anne. Once the genie has left the bottle, we can’t very well push him back in.”
She smiled for her brothers’ sake. As William had mentioned, it was a relief to understand the old Duke’s anger. His tendency to abandon her at school, even over school holidays, made sense in light of this discovery. But even that knowledge didn’t lessen her lingering sense of foreboding.
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