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400 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 1, 2004
—Amo a Wulfric Bedwyn con locura —le aseguró ella con una nota traviesa en la voz.
¿De verdad, amor mío? ¿Lo bastante como para arriesgarte conmigo? Porque debo hacerte una advertencia. Los Bedwyn tenemos una tradición según la cual, aunque tardemos en casarnos, cuando lo hacemos les entregamos a nuestros cónyuges toda nuestra devoción y fidelidad. Si te casas conmigo, serás el objeto de mi adoración por el resto de tu vida.
He had always been alone in all essential ways - since the age of 12, anyway, when he had been virtually separated from his brothers and put directly under the care of two tutors and closely supervised by his father, who had known that his death was imminent and who had consequently wanted his eldest son and heir to be properly prepared to succeed him.
He had been alone since the age of 17, when his father had died and he had become the Duke of Bewcastle. He had been alone since the age of 24, when Marianne Bonner had rejected him in a particularly humiliating manner. He had been alone since his brothers and sisters had married, all within a two-year span.
"Can you?" she asked sharply. "A husband with a warm personality and human kindness and a sense of humor? Someone who loves people and children and frolicking and absurdity? Someone who is not obsessed with himself and his own consequence? Someone who is not ice to the very core? Someone with a heart? Someone to be a companion and friend and lover? Can you offer it all to me? Or any of it? Any one thing?"