Jemima is determined to make her debut in society - but her strict guardian, whom she's never met, won't allow it. But when she runs away to London and falls for a handsome aristocrat, she's in for a big shock.
Marcus Harlington, Earl Southwell, is furious to discover that the alluring young woman he romanced at a ball is his runaway ward.
Having entrusted her education to others, he now desires to play personal tutor... in teaching her some rather more wifely duties.
Teaching His Ward is a new Regency Romance novel by author Noël Cades.
Teaching His Ward has been well received and has a 4.1 star rating on Amazon. It is a traditional Regency Romance.
From the back he looked tall and commanding. Dark hair and a well sculpted head, tapering down to broad, powerful shoulders.
But this was the only glimpse that Jemima had ever caught of her guardian, the Earl of Southwell.
When her parents had died five years ago, the Earl had arranged for Jemima to be sent to the house of a widowed aunt, and then he had returned abroad for several years. Jemima could not blame him for showing little interest in an orphaned girl. After all, she should have been his father’s responsibility. But the old Earl had died suddenly and his son had effectively inherited his ward, along with the rest of the estate.
Formidable and distant. This was how Jemima thought of Marcus Harlington. Certainly not someone from whom she could seek a favour.
But this was exactly what her best friend Kitty was urging her to do.
"Only write to him, dearest, and ask that he grants permission for you to make your debut in society. I simply couldn’t bear to face my first season without you! I am sure he cannot refuse. Have you not said yourself that he will be only too glad to have you out of his hands?"
Catherine Elstone had been the one consolation in Jemima’s life. Mourning her parents, Jemima had been torn from her beloved home in Ireland and sent to England, a foreign land. Her Aunt Harlington was a dutiful woman but the kindest thing one could say about her was that she had little time for sentiment. Her demeanour towards her nephew's ward held very little warmth.
