Through her entire life, her ankles had been a point of pride. Lady Esme Rawlings wasn’t feeling very spry. It would be worth it to have a front-row seat when they realized that a swan had found its way into their little backwater. Not that he showed any interest in meeting her again.īut it would be amusing to see him play off his airs and graces with their neighbors. But this evening they were invited to Lady Rawlings’s house, and there was Mr. Normally, Henrietta would have agreed without a second’s thought. “Perhaps you should forgo the evening if you are overly tired,” Imogen said, checking her curls in a little mirror she carried in her reticule. Who would want a wife who was sure to die giving birth, almost certainly taking the child with her? Everyone said that she herself had only survived due to a miracle. But men never wanted anything to do with her once they found out about her hip. Yes, her father had made it clear that he would never allow her to marry. But it wasn’t as if there were suitors pounding on her door anyway. “And you never will,” he had said tenderly, kissing her on the forehead. “I would never want to leave you, Papa,” she had said.
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