Young, beautiful, impetuous, Lady Helen Cardross had collected quite a basket of little white lies in her efforts to help those less fortunate than herself. There were, for example; her own dashing, debt-ridden brother, and her husbands love-sick, youthful sister.
But to her adored (and adoring) lord and master, there could be no dissembling of integrity, honor, or truth. One faced up to grim reality — unless one were Lady Helen.
And so began a romantic duel between two strong-willed people who, when the last Roman candle finally winked out, learned to compromise under the common denominator of love.
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