A Mistletoe Masquerade

A Mistletoe Masquerade
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Книга "A Mistletoe Masquerade", автором которой является Louise Allen, представляет собой захватывающую работу в жанре Современная зарубежная литература. В этом произведении автор рассказывает увлекательную историю, которая не оставит равнодушными читателей.

Автор мастерски воссоздает атмосферу напряженности и интриги, погружая читателя в мир загадок и тайн, который скрывается за хрупкой поверхностью обыденности. С прекрасным чувством языка и виртуозностью сюжетного развития, Louise Allen позволяет читателю погрузиться в сложные эмоциональные переживания героев и проникнуться их судьбами. Allen настолько живо и точно передает неповторимые нюансы человеческой психологии, что каждая страница книги становится путешествием в глубины человеческой души.

"A Mistletoe Masquerade" - это не только захватывающая история, но и искусство, проникнутое глубокими мыслями и философскими размышлениями. Это произведение призвано вызвать у читателя эмоциональные отклики, задуматься о важных жизненных вопросах и открыть новые горизонты восприятия мира.

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LOUISE ALLEN has been immersing herself in history, real and fictional, for as long as she can remember, and finds landscapes and places evoke powerful images of the past. Louise lives in Bedfordshire and works as a property manager, but spends as much time as possible with her husband at the cottage they are renovating on the north Norfolk coast, or travelling abroad. Venice, Burgundy and the Greek islands are favourite atmospheric destinations. Please visit Louise’s website – www.louiseallenregency.co.uk – for the latest news!

Dear Reader,

Upstairs and downstairs in the Regency household mirrored each other in numerous ways – although, of the two, downstairs was possibly the more rigid and stratified. And while the domestic staff had to think about their employers and their guests every minute of their working day, the privileged inhabitants of the upstairs world could go about their lives blissfully unconcerned about what the staff thought of them.

Lucas and Rowan think they know what is best for their friends and intend to set their love lives straight by plunging into the looking-glass world below stairs. I hope you enjoy their Christmas masquerade as they battle with the mysteries of the brushing room and the boot cupboard, the etiquette of Pug’s Parlour, the formalities of the Servants Ball and the mortifying insight into the servants’-eye view of their masters’ lives.

Their love affair seems doomed by circumstance, but this is Christmas after all, and under the mistletoe wishes can come true.

Louise

A Mistletoe Masquerade

Louise Allen


www.millsandboon.co.uk

CHAPTER ONE

December 12th 1816

‘YOUR stepmother expects you to marry a murderer?’ Lady Rowan Chilcourt stared at her white-faced friend. ‘I go away for two years and when I come back I find you meekly allowing yourself to be led to the slaughter like some lamb?’

‘Slaughter? Oh, do not say such things, Rowan! And how can I prevent it?’ Miss Maylin turned even paler, although how that was physically possible it was hard to see. ‘We do not know he is a murderer—surely he is not—but the stories are alarming, and Lord Danescroft—Oh, Rowan, if you could only see him for yourself—he is bleak, unsmiling, utterly sinister.’

‘You must say no,’ Rowan retorted as she paced, the skirts of her Parisian carriage dress swaying. This was so typical of Penny: she was the sweetest, most loyal friend anyone could hope for, but she was painfully shy and utterly incapable of saying boo to a goose, let alone to a formidable creature like Lady Maylin. And what Penny’s stepmother lacked in breeding she more than made up for in sheer bullying determination.

‘I cannot decline, for he has not yet proposed. I have not even met him—not face to face. I have only seen him from a distance at receptions during the Season. Not that he stayed very long when he did come. And he never talks to people. Or dances,’ she added plaintively. ‘Or smiles.’

‘I read about his wife’s death at the time.’ Rowan frowned, trying to recall the stories she had perused. Acting as hostess to her father Lord Chilcourt, in the midst of the glamour of the Congress of Vienna, had been an engrossing whirl of activity far removed from the sedate and regulated pleasures a single lady of twenty-four might enjoy in London. The English news had seemed far away and alien.

Even so, Lady Danescroft’s death had been a sensational and scandalous mystery, and as well as lingering on the horrid details of how she had been found by the butler at the foot of the servants’ stair, with her neck broken, the reports had been full of veiled hints and coded phrases. Lady Danescroft had been ‘lively’, ‘well-known amidst the younger set’, and famed for her ‘wide circle of friends of both sexes’.

The Earl of Danescroft had apparently shown no emotion at either the inquest or the funeral, had declined to speculate upon why his wife should have been on the servants’ stair at all in the middle of the night, and had simply become chillier and more abrupt on the subject as time went on.

‘Are they really saying he killed her?’ Rowan demanded. ‘The papers were full of innuendo, but nothing about an outright accusation, let alone a trial.’

‘Not exactly.’ Penny frowned. ‘They say that it is very strange he does nothing to rebut the rumours. He did not go into mourning for her. And—’ she blushed ‘—they say he dismissed his valet the very next day, and the valet was very good-looking.’

‘He did not murder the valet as well, then?’ Rowan asked, half joking.

‘No! Oh, Rowan, do be serious for a moment.’ Penelope dragged a curtain closed to hide the swirling snow outside. ‘I am sure—well, almost sure—he is not a murderer. He’s an earl, for goodness’ sake. But he looks haunted by dark thoughts, seems plunged in gloom, and they say his small daughter is kept locked up all the time. Poor little mite.’ She sat down, dragging a shawl around the shoulders of her gown. Rowan noticed it was at least one Season out of fashion, and not the work of a leading



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