Viscount in Love (ACCIDENTAL BRIDES #1) by Eloisa James EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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March 13, 1800
Lord Westcote’s Ball
Westcote House, London
“I’m so jealous of your sister,” the Honorable Miss Clara Vetry
whispered, staring across the ballroom. “Torie, do you think a gentleman
will ever adore me the way Leonora’s fiancé does her?”
“Absolutely!” But Miss Victoria Sutton felt compelled to add: “Though
to be honest, I don’t think the viscount is in love, and neither is Leonora.”
Watching Viscount Kelbourne woo her older sister in the last months,
Torie had seen no signs of rampant passion on either side. The viscount
wore a glower, his customary expression. Leonora radiated triumph, which
made sense since she had decided in the nursery to marry a mere viscount
rather than a duke. Ladies of higher rank were dogged by reporters, and
even back then, Leonora disdained gossip.
Romantic to the bone, Clara ignored this dampening observation. “Don’t
you see the way Kelbourne is gazing at her? His eyes are blazing.”
Torie glanced across the dance floor to where Leonora was standing with
her viscount, Lord Dominic Alston Augustus Kelbourne, who was just as
rigid as his name implied. “His eyes are not blazing.”
“Don’t be silly, Torie. The latest gossip column in The Ladies’ Mercury
named your sister’s match ‘the most romantic of the Season’! It couldn’t be
romantic without Kelbourne being in love, could it?”
Torie made a mental note to ask her maid to read that column aloud. She
couldn’t see any adoration in the viscount’s face. The two were standing
together mutely, perhaps because Leonora disliked chitchat. In Torie’s
jaundiced opinion, silence was an effective tool by which her sister
promoted a serene and ladylike reputation.
Kelbourne would likely be surprised to meet the real Leonora, whose true
temperament was akin to that of his notorious mistress, a volatile Italian
lady who reportedly eschewed tea for pink champagne at breakfast.
“You aren’t imagining that Kelbourne will give up that opera singer, are
you, Clara?” she whispered. “Because I assure you that he won’t.”
“Ladies ignore such unpleasantries,” Clara said, and promptly broke her
own rule. “Did you hear that Lord Kelbourne’s sister, Lady Dorney, has left
her husband and gone to live with her latest paramour?”
“That’s not true,” Torie said flatly.
“She left two children behind!” Clara added with relish.
“Lady Dorney and her husband dined with us last night to celebrate
Leonora’s betrothal. I’m not saying the lady doesn’t have a lover, because
she and her husband didn’t speak a word to each other, but they were there.
Together.”
“Disappointing,” Clara remarked. Then she perked up. “Lord Kelbourne
just spread his hand across your sister’s back. I would die if he touched me
like that. His hands are so large that they span her ribs.”
“Likely because she rarely eats more than a few leaves of lettuce. You do
not want to be her.”
Clara looked back at the dance floor. “I would nibble lettuce, if that
would win me such a ravishing man.”
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