Foxglove by Adalyn Grace EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Adalyn Grace
- Language: English
- Genre: Historical Romance
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IT’S SAID THAT FOXGLOVE IS MOST LETHAL JUST BEFORE THE SEEDS RIPEN.
Signa Farrow could not help but think of that alluringly toxic flower,
and her family’s manor that shared its namesake, as she stared down at the
corpse of the once Duke of Berness. Lord Julius Wakefield.
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All her life she’d heard the stories of how her parents had died in that
manor, their breath stolen by poison. Signa had found wrinkled newspaper
clippings detailing the incident buried in her grandmother’s attic when she
was a child, and she remembered thinking what a beautifully tragic evening
it must have been. She’d envisioned bodies dancing beneath a buttery haze
of lights while satin gowns twirled about the ballroom floor, and Signa
thought of how lovely it must have been in those final moments before
Death arrived. She’d taken comfort knowing that her mother had died in a
ball gown, doing what she’d loved most.
Never had Signa allowed herself to imagine the tragedy of such a death
or stopped to consider the shattering glasses and earsplitting screams like
those that reverberated through Thorn Grove’s ballroom. Until her cousin
Blythe stumbled forward as someone shoved past her, Signa hadn’t given
any thought to how a person would have to mind their hands and toes to
avoid being trampled by those who hurried past the body lying dead at their
feet and rushed toward an exit.
This death was not the beautiful, peaceful one that she had dreamed for
her parents.
This death was merciless.
Everett Wakefield sank to his knees beside his father. He wilted over the
corpse, showing no awareness of the mounting chaos even as his cousin
Eliza Wakefield gripped him by one shoulder. Her face was green as lichen.
Gathering one long look at her dead uncle, she clutched her stomach and
heaved her dinner onto the marble floor. Everett didn’t so much as flinch as
her sickness spilled onto his boots.
Moments before, the Duke of Berness had been all smiles as he’d
prepared to partner with the Hawthornes on their esteemed business, Grey’s
Gentleman’s Club. The arrangement had been the town’s most notable
gossip for weeks and a venture that Elijah Hawthorne, Signa’s former
guardian, had been preening about for even longer. Yet as he stood behind
the corpse of that almost-partner with a flute of water trembling in his
hands, Elijah Hawthorne no longer preened. He’d gone so white that his
skin was like marble, veins of blue corded beneath his eyes.
“Who did this to me?” Lord Wakefield’s spirit hovered over his body,
his translucent feet not quite touching the ground as he twisted to face
Death and Signa—the only ones who could see him.
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