I’ve never met anyone as kind as you are, except me Mum, o’ course.” –Benjamin Trimmel to Lady Alexandra.

The only thing he was sorry for was slamming the door and perhaps raising his voice to the woman who’d been like a mother to him since the passing of his parents. Perhaps she hadn’t...

By some miracle, Charlotte’s polite smile never wavered. It was a proud moment for her. After all, it wasn’t every day that a little old lady told you right to your face that your bosom...

He’d missed matching wits with her. “Shall we duel with our lips?” “You may find yourself eating grass for breakfast.