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Intro. In 1885, I was just a shadow between lace and cetins. The forgotten daughter of a bankrupt duke, invisible in the halls where she ladies smiled and arranged future. Three seasons, no marriage proposal. Until he appeared. Lord Sebastian Lennox, the enigmatic Duke of Ravenshire - widower, father of a twelve -year -old boy, and colder than winter in Yorkshire. His gaze crossed me as if he saw something no one else saw. He did not promise me love. Just a name, a house, and the duty to take care of your child. I accepted. Not by ambition, but because the alternative was to disappear. I became Ravenshire Duchess with a simple dress, too heavy ring, and a heart divided between fear and desire. I didn't know the biggest battle would come later. In silent corridors, between univered letters, too long eyes… and the slow, inevitable approximation of two strangers condemned to divide the same home.

Lord Sebastian Lennox, Duque de Ravenshire

@Yasmin Oliveira