How to Pursue a Princess by Karen Hawkins

Author:Karen Hawkins [Hawkins, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, regency, Fiction, Historical, General, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781451685206
Google: J8_jW8RFRf8C
Amazon: 1451685203
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2013-05-20T22:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

From the Diary of the Duchess of Roxburghe Though I’ve tried to put it from my mind, I cannot stop thinking about how that woman dared suggest that I was attempting to fix her grandson’s interest on Miss Balfour. What a ludicrous thought! As those who know me will attest, I do not get involved in the lives of those around me. Let them find their own happiness, I say. I merely provide the opportunity through my hospitality.

That said, my opinion of the prince has grown since he assisted Lily when she was injured, although not enough for me to wish him to have free access to my home. I have to wonder just why he was in that field to begin with. His story, while chivalrous, didn’t ring quite true.

Something is afoot. But what?

The next day, Lily sat on the settee by the fireplace in her bedchamber. It had been a long day and a half, though she couldn’t remember much of yesterday afternoon since the physician had insisted on giving her a draught of some sort. The bitter liquid had done nothing for her shoulder, but it had put her to sleep. And sleep she had—for the rest of that day and most of this one. When she’d awoken well after noon, she’d found herself sore and starving and cross as a bear.

Her mood only became worse when, among the notes and cards brought on her lunch tray, she didn’t find one from Wulf. It was silly to expect anything, but she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him since she’d awakened. It was the fault of the laudanum, of course, for it had left her feeling hollow and filled with lingering bits of dreams, most of them ending with her in Wulf’s heated embrace.

She moved restlessly and wished for the hundredth time that it had been Huntley who’d kissed her and not the prince. Then she’d have dreamed of Huntley . . . wouldn’t she?

She sighed and closed her eyes, struggling through the lingering fog. Bits and pieces of the dreams flickered through her mind, of her and the prince waltzing through the field of yellow flowers while the sun warmed the world about them into a golden haze. He’d smiled at her, bold and beautiful as he lifted her to her horse, though first he’d held her and kissed her and—well, much more than that.

She scowled and kicked at the cover entangled about her legs, wincing as she moved her shoulder. The hours and hours of sleep had done nothing to help—it was stiff and sore. It would have been much better if I’d been awake and had moved it.

She pushed the cards on her tray to one side, frowning. He didn’t even send a note, asking how I fared. At least Huntley has been attentive. It seemed that every few hours there was some message from him. Which is good, as he’s the man I wish to fall in love with.

Yet she couldn’t help but wonder where Wulf might be.

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