A Flurry for a Duke (DUKES FOR CHRISTMAS FAIRYTALES #4) by Eliana Piers EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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1816 England
LADY HOPE WAS THE most beautiful woman in England. It only added
to her beauty that she didn’t care about such achievements. If one could
even call it such, and she didn’t. Call beauty an achievement, that is. To be
born a certain way was not a particularly noble success.
“Mother, remind me why we’re having this Christmas house party when
none of my brothers will be here?”
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“Despite the fact that they’ve all decided to take extended honeymoons, I
don’t need all seven sons as a reason to celebrate Christmas when I have
one incredible daughter.” Her mother gently pinched her cheek. “You are
the most beautiful, most precious person to me.”
“Now?”
“Always.” Her mother winked. Mavis, the dowager Duchess of
Whitewood, was like an old cake hoop. Solid. Sturdy. Determined.
Unyielding and utterly unwilling to produce anything other than the shape
of what she desired. Yet full of soft, delicious, cake. Just as the circle
symbolized, she too was the embodiment of the cycle of life. She had found
and appreciated a love match with her husband, and she unrelentingly
wanted the same for her children.
Bright-eyed, she encouraged Hope, “Look at the fruit of our labor.”
Hope scanned the table before her. Menu notes. Was that three courses or
seven? Soups, fish, beef, pies, and puddings. Scribbles on flowers and
decor. Poinsettias. Holly. Apples. Dark emerald green damask fabrics,
specially ordered for Christmas. Seating charts. And then of course, there
were additional comments about each guest sprawled out over several
sheets. Among the listed guests, a few caught her eye: Michael, The Duke
of Tinsder, Lady Astrid and her brother Isaac, The Duke of Regium. It was
mostly close family friends.
“I didn’t do much of the planning. It was all you this time.”
Her mother chuckled. “Speaking of which.” She waved her hand over the
papers. “Who shall we matchmake this time?” The twinkle in her mother’s
eyes was contagious.
“Don’t you dare matchmake for me, Mama. You know I’ll see right
through it.”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Oh, she would dare. She was the one who would dare
the quietest, the most dangerously. Hope knew it. Counted on it in fact. Had
her blue eyes wide open on the lookout, just in case such a dare was
executed.
“Never mind you, my dear. You don’t have any trouble attracting men.
Who would make a good match for Lady Astrid?”
Not one to speak ill of anyone, Hope opted to wrinkle her nose.
“All right. Let’s move on to a different guest.” Mavis fluttered her fingers
through the air in thought. “What about her brother, Isaac?”
Hope’s finger tapped lightly on her chin, as if to invite thought to the
foreground. “Isaac…the duke….he’s such a…” There were many ways to
describe the notorious rake. He was a libertine of the highest order. Ever a
pleasure-seeker. A seducer that one should stay away from. At best he was a
flirt who always made Hope chuckle. At worst he was a—
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