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Chapter 1 A ball and a letter

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eyes fixed on the grand home of the Sinclair family. His feet pounded the cobblestone road as he rushed towards the

re Elizabeth was sitting. Her strawberry blonde hair was pinned back, her dress imma

e boy said, panting. "I

pened the letter, her curiosity piqued. It was an invitation to a ball hosted by the Earl of Ashworth, one of the most prominent nobles i

at it was going to be an eventful night, and she was eager to make the most of it. Little d

rom her sister's hand, she noticed

e fun of her. There must have been something in t

Jennifer?" El

your Henry. He seems to have asked for your hand in ma

ed along with Jennifer

tore open the envelope and re

company at the Earl of Ashworth's ball. I have been given an invitation from one of my clients and I

n for throwing the grandest parties in all of London, and it would be a great opportunity to make new connectio

ave never been seen public together as she was a wea

ike you've caught the eye of Henry after all. I believe this is the first time

layed at the corners of her lips. She knew that her they

er mind to planning her outfit for the ball. Little did she know that this si

he house, was busy giving instructions to the maids on how to prepare her daughters for the ball. Eliz

a bore, Lizzie," she exclaimed, flipping through the pages. "You and your books.

yes and took the book

en than think about me being their wife seated in t

er nose buried in a book or playing the piano. But despite her love for literature,

"Elizabeth, my dear, you must look your best tonight. A duke

a duke? How could she when she is head over heels

hed at the men

rming, witty, and had the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen. She secretly wished he would pr

dn't help but daydream about the ball. She imagined herself gliding across the

thread, and the skirt flowed out in billowing layers of silk. The sleeves were delicate an

ade of cherry red, and her eyes were accentuated with a touch of smoky eyeshadow. As she stood before the mirror, Elizabeth couldn't help but

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