THE BRIDE'S REDEMPTION
up front and awaiting turnover?" He wanted a solid lock on th
othing. Consider the winn
irl that Cheevers couldn‟t get rid of anothe
review the
stien was a game to his sire, and he‟d known it since h
the club. Sebastien rose and followed him from the room, but not before he sm
oth of them, forced together
but also a title and the inherent power associated. He brushed the sleeve of his coat. A past tau
y and stepped t
w you define the sa
uthoritative finger on his desk. "I‟m doing what every p
all combined to create a sort of world-weary and high kingdom that she could never breach. Caroline walked to the edge of the
ike you
heir families were distantly related-and more recently favor bound.
t blond bun, and asked more calmly, "What if the
happen. The winner is lik
ledger in front of him. "Three o
r voice strangled.
er the winner, the prize will be immense enough that he will become a prize himsel
orthy match if you
ith the first fortune hunter who gave her notice. I daresay your disastrous marriage would look like a picnic,
orcing her wince away.
t. How I could have raised
not sp
ously her mot
"Stop this tournament. The
wed in irritation. "I will not. And even if I wanted to, it is far too late no
ave the King
ned. "You overstep yourself, Mrs. Martin. I tho
e me from this way of thinking. You can still have the tournament. But if you nullify S
mine. You don‟t think the men participating wo
ned him with the most ferocious stare she could muster. "Her first season out of mourning, if I need to
Their eyes slip right past her." Caroline heard a gasp and saw a brown head duck away from the door
come in
sed door, brown head tilted down; if she weren‟t a lady
were lurking about behi
, Fa
t match of the decade. Celebrated, with a husband powerful enough
rah‟s face was almost eno
h nary a word of defiance, won‟t you? Be the
worked. "Yes, Fath
e is here to help. Now go
tly and stalked back to his desk. "Being biddable is a
p to keep from unwisely responding wi
." He sifted through the papers on his desk, mind already made. "As
own hair spurred her on. "Give her another opportunity to make a brilliant match on h
society? Someone who ran off with a stable hand because she was in love? Mrs. Martin." He snorted.
e deeply than they already had. There was nothing she could do about
ting Lady Sarah-a silent chaperone. I do not
severe hairstyles and unflattering dresses? More likely that every widow hunter and rake will flock to you instead, looking for e
aying the widow-and-rake game, but the image of Sarah..."Let Sarah have a choice in whom she
" He rais
round her neck and looke
pa, at
, Mrs. Martin. I fulfilled any debt when I cover
d you are not to interfere, do you understand?" He observed her silence f
n making this tournament a succ