Steamy Regency Romance
Francis despised the ball.
It was filled with people being cruel to each other.
Gossiping and looking for reasons to cut each other.
Hadn’t they had enough of that with the Great French War?
He wouldn’t attend another.
Francis made a nuisance of himself, but neither his sister nor Duke Erembour minded.
Because the duke had nothing to hide.
He was as in love with Francis’s sister as she was with him.
Francis was a little jealous, and a lot relieved.
Maybe, one day, he would be blessed with such happiness.
Lord Francis’s sister said she was happy.
And she did seem to be.
As improbable as it was, she had fallen in love with Duke Erembour.
And the duke with her.
Francis hoped it was true. She deserved to be happy.
Lord Francis Vonne, Duke of Aegir stared out into the empty gardens.
His sister had been forced to marry the Duke of Erembour.
A man her best friend had nicknamed Satan.
And it was his fault.