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Chapter One
Hanover Square, London, May 1829
When London’s handso Widow, half the world turned out to witness the event
Sally Cowan, Countess of Norwood, stared in astonishe’s She cast a doubtful glance across the open barouche to where Amy Mowbray, today’s bride, sat, resplendent in heavy silk the color of new butter “Oh, dear, I hope the carriage gets through the crush”
“Of course it will” Amy smiled back with the poise that was new since she’d fallen in love with Lord Pascal “Nothing’s going to spoil today”
It turned out Aave a loud and sustained cheer as the bride and her attendants arrived The mass of people parted to form a clear path toward the row of pillars across the church’s entrance They cheered again when Sally, Amy’s sister Helena, and her sister-in-laenna stepped down, and more enthusiastically still when Alory
Despite her s Especially big, extravagant ones where the bride and groom were deliriously in love They renorant swine like the late Lord Norwood, and that not every rim ordeal like hers had been
She had no interest in taking another husband, but she verytheir perfectwas undoubtedly a perfectforward to this ever since the start of the season, when A Lord Pascal’s eye
“Pascal will be dazzled,” Sally said “Amy, you’re a vision”
“Thank you,” Amy said “You know, I have you to thank for today If you hadn’t convinced me to co sweet nothings to my Herefords”
“Instead of to your besotted bridegroo tone “Believe me, I take full credit for how events turned out”
“You do look lovely, Alittered with unshed tears
Sally caught Morwenna’s hand and pressed it in silent co backto Captain Robert Nash, a union which ended tragically when Robert drowned off the coast of South America
“No tears, Morwenna,” Helena, Lady West, said, although her eyes were suspiciously bright “Otherwise Amy will run off and find so married”
A expertise, stood uncharacteristically docile, while Sally twitched at her skirts to straighten them “You know, the dairy cows in St James’s Park aren’t far away”
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