Wedded to the Broken Duke by Ava MacAdams EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Name: Wedded to the Broken Duke
- Author: Ava MacAdams
- Language: English
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The sun danced over the pond, still too high in the sky to allow the
glimmering water to hide in the shadow of the adjacent manor.
Margaret Dunn lay on the cool grass, her arm cast over her eyes, as
the breeze tossed around stray strands of her flowing dark hair.
“There you are!” Her half-sister’s voice traveled with the breeze, wreaking
havoc on Margaret’s imaginary world, and pulling her back into reality,
eliciting a frown and a grumble as she slowly dragged her arm away from
her face and sat up lazily on the grass.
She squinted, allowing her sight to
slowly adjust to the midday sun, as she saw her sister walking toward her, a
cautious smile on her thin lips. That was most certainly not a good sign.
“Here I am,” Margaret confirmed the obvious, holding on to hope her sister
could be there only to ask if she wanted to go for a walk.
“Thought I’d find you out here.”
“Such a detective, my sister.” Margaret grinned, resorting to humor as she
did almost every single time she came face-to-face with exasperating news.
“Have you been reading my books?”
“Oh, I could never,” Sophia laughed back. “There are far too many words.”
“Well, now that you’ve found me, whatever do you want, Sophia?”
Margaret asked light heartedly, brushing a rebellious strand of hair behind
her right ear. “Can’t you see I am occupied?”
“Doing what? Sprouting more freckles?” Sophia asked, sitting down next to
her. It seemed clear to Margaret she was stalling.
“Leave off my freckles,” Margaret grouched, sporting a grumpy frown. The
little speckles where she had been kissed by the sun danced across the
bridge of her nose and blossomed out onto her cheeks, a striking feature
that often set her apart in most crowds and caused her endless amounts of
consternation as most people considered the sun spots to be the mark of a
lady who was less than refined and somehow unbecoming.
“If you say so,” Sophia shrugged, and then added more insistently, “but
come in out of the sun.”
“Whatever for? It will be raining next week,” Margaret retorted, wanting to
hold onto the peaceful moment she had been enjoying. Sophia was usually
sent by the Lady of the Manor when she felt the need to chastise her
stepdaughter for one reason or the other. At least her half-sister never
enjoyed the task either, which was a blessed relief. Having a demanding
stepmother was more than enough to deal with at present. “I must enjoy it
while I can. You’ll learn that in time.”
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