Lady Emma Finch knew disaster would strike when she agreed to accompany her friends to the village May Day festival. She never could have guessed it would come in the form of a handsome rogue.
Viscount Linley, Archer Wakefield, attended the festival with fun and frolic in mind. When he accepted a challenge to kiss the girl of his friend's choosing he got far more than he'd bargained for.
Neither could have guessed what would happen next.
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Yorkshire England, 1811
Lady Emma Finch added a lump of sugar to her tea. As she stirred, she listened to her dearest friends, Lady Juliet Gale and Her Grace Olivia Breckenridge, chatting about London’s latest on-dits.
Olivia had married the Duke of Thorne last summer and, as a result, had been away from Yorkshire these past nine months. Olivia had also inherited the duke’s sisters as her wards when they’d married and brought them along so that her friends might become better acquainted with the girls.
“It is good to have you back,” Emma said as she cast a glance at Olivia and smiled. It had been an exceedingly long nine months, and it gladdened her heart to have Olivia back. Even if it was only for a brief visit.
Olivia met her gaze and said, “It is wonderful to be back.” She offered a smile before turning her attention back to Juliet, who had launched into a new tale.
Emma and Juliet had missed Olivia so fiercely that the moment they received word of Olivia’s arrival, they’d had their carriages readied. In short order, the pair had arrived at Olivia’s family home, and Juliet was positively bubbling over with news. Emma would not fault her for it. She lifted her teacup and started back toward the group.
Olivia, along with her husband and their three wards, was to stay at her parent’s for a fortnight. Not nearly long enough, but Emma intended to spend as much time as she could with her while she had the opportunity. Likewise, she was looking forward to becoming better acquainted with Olivia’s stepsisters.
It hardly signified if Juliet chatted like a magpie the entire time. All that Emma cared about was the three of them being together again.
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German
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Translated by Wélida Cristina de Souza Muniz
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