The Beast’s Beauty by Eva Devon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Eva Devon
- Language: English
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It was an undisputed fact that every other debutante of the London
Season longed to be Miss Jane Portonby.
It had been reputed from the moment of Jane’s birth that she was a
beautiful babe. Her long chestnut locks curled about her cherub-like face,
and her apple red cheeks, bright blue eyes, and cheeky chin only endeared
her to all who came within her vicinity.
And her genuine disposition of mirth and good humor was a boon to
anyone who came into her company.
If one was to be honest, she was given to mischief too. But never out of
malice. Jane loved her pets—her donkey, her duck, her dog, her cats, and
even her chickens—which her parents tolerated with laughter and shrugs.
But most of all, Jane loved people. She loved to make them laugh. She
loved to dance for them, dance with them, and have a jaunt in the fresh air.
Yes, she was beloved by all who interacted wither her, and so it was no
surprise that when it came time for her to train to be a lady, she did so with
ease. Though she far preferred to ride her pony or go out on the Yorkshire
dales for long walks, discovering animals and making merry in puddles.
Her parents were indulgent, for Jane was so beautiful that surely any
gentleman who wished to ask for her hand would not be bothered by her
eccentricities. After all, she came from a relatively good family, though her
father had only just been made a viscount.
They possessed an exceptionally large fortune, hundreds of acres, and a
house created by John Nash. There was little that would stand in Jane’s
way. She was an only child and there was no likelihood of her mother ever
bearing a brother, for Jane’s birth had been a difficult one.
With wringing hands and tuts of woe, the doctors had informed Lady
Portonby not to attempt to have more children. Still, being a dutiful wife,
her mother had not listened and had nearly died in the process of attempting
The last attempt had stopped all such thoughts. Jane had not been
allowed to be there for that moment. After all, young girls shouldn’t know
the troubles that awaited them! Or so her father had said.
Now, Jane was her father’s sole heir and so had a great fortune awaiting
her one day. Finally, realizing nothing could be done, her father saw her as
his pride and joy, a perfect, beautiful daughter.
Though the fates had not given him a son, her father was sure Jane
would make a glorious marriage, one of the greatest that any had ever seen.
Yes, all seemed well.
When Jane entered society at eighteen years of age, ready to make her
mark, she was an instant success. She had everything a young lady needed
—hats of every variety with every imaginable plume, fans, gloves of every
kind, lace, leather, and silk. She had gowns for every occasion: morning,
afternoon, riding, routes, balls, and walking.
She wanted for nothing.
Her Italian, French, Latin and Greek teachers did their very best to
challenge her nimble mind, and some proclaimed she played the piano as
well as Mozart’s sister had.
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