Duke Gregory gently helped Lady Eleanor to her feet. He clasped her hands in his and looked into her eyes with concern that she completely misconstrued. He thought of Lady Eleanor as a sister and certainly admired her, but her plans to secure his affections were doomed by his cherished memory of her dead sister.
Friday, February 02, 2007
55 Fiction Friday
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!!! Have we met our villaness?
Not telling...yet.
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