All Good Dukes Come to an End (DUKES IN DANGER #12) by Emily E K Murdoch EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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1 November 1811
Adam Seymour, Duke of Gilroyd, hated weddings.
Had always hated them. Even before—
He wasn’t going to think of that, Adam told himself fiercely as he
stomped about the place looking for the rascal. He wasn’t going to think of
that sunlit day so long ago and yet so near. The happiness he had felt. The
knowledge, certain within his chest, that he would never cease to feel that
joy.
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The joy that had slipped away with her life.
“Such a wonderful wedding—”
“—beautiful bride—”
“—such a surprise, her reappearance . . .”
Adam snorted as he marched out of a dining room where guests were
picking at delicacies laid out on silver platters and into a ballroom where it
appeared everyone who was anyone—including Lady Romeril, worse luck
—was dancing.
“—no idea Lady Genevieve could be found—” someone was saying
just to his left. “To think, after all these years . . .”
Adam glowered at the gathered horde of well-wishers. If anyone had
truly been worried about Lady Genevieve Cotton-Powell’s disappearance,
he could not help but think, they should have done something about it. The
daughter of the Earl of Armstrong was a beauty, and apparently had brains
in her, too, which was not half bad. But she wasn’t anything compared to—
Stop it, Adam thought darkly. All you’re going to do is upset yourself.
You mustn’t—
“Ah, Your Grace, what an unusual sight,” came the sly voice of Lady
Romeril. “I can’t recall the last time I saw you in public.”
Try as he might, Adam was not quite able to force his face into a smile
as he turned to the older woman.
“Lady Romeril,” he said stiffly. “The Duke of Chetnole is an old friend
of mine, and I would not miss his wedding—”
“An old friend? That’s interesting,” Lady Romeril said, interrupting him
with an imperious brow. “He is a spy, as it turns out—I am sure you have
seen, it is in all the papers. And you did not know?”
Her beady eye raked over him as though it were possible to sense a spy
just by looking.
That you actually could, Adam wasn’t about to tell her. You could spot
the Frenchie spies a mile off, if you knew what you were looking for. But
he wasn’t likely to admit that to one of the most daunting women in the ton.
“Chetnole kept secrets from all of us,” Adam said as blithely as
possible. “And now, if you will excuse—”
“So you yourself are not a spy?” Lady Romeril pressed. Did she think
he would admit to such a thing in the middle of the Chetnole ballroom?
“Because you are intimate friends, aren’t you? You wouldn’t happen to
have used your little trips to France for—”
A movement out of the corner of his eye. For years, Adam had been
able to keep good track of anyone moving in his peripheral vision, and with
relief, he saw this was the very man he had been looking for.
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