raising immediate alarm. Entry to Ironwood Manor, the Duke's residence in the capital, was secured only by a sm
mory than a nobleman's home. The air was cold, smelling
. His name was Rook. He led her without a word
territories covered one wall. Grand Duke Alaric Vanderbilt stood with
or defending. The sheer force of his presence filled
oulders back. She perf
r Gr
ned. S
They swept over her, assessing, dissecting. His face was a ma
a frantic bird trapped in a cage. But
to propose a
inclined his head, a silent,
summary of her mother's dowry, a list of assets that could fund a s
isle family," she said, her voice clear. "It is enoug
his expression remained unchanged. The st
then spoke the words that ha
le. Your title. I wish to bec
of logs in the massive fireplace. She was sure he would laugh, or have
her voice a little too high. "I will not interfere in y
her's health is failing. Once she has passed peacefully, I w
thing, and asked for noth
ce was a low rumble, like
mpire," she answered honestly. "Only the Vander
ue eyes. An emotion she couldn't na
hadow fell over her, and she had
but didn't look at it. His
e any idea what it means t
th, bracing for i
mmand," he stated, his voice a flat, even tone.
d at him, utte
of her shock, Alaric Vanderbilt, the I
sal. My lawyers will
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