The Aikenhead HonoursThree gentlemen spies:bound by duty, undone by women!
Introducing three of Englandâs
most eligible bachelors: Dominic, Leo and Jack code-named Ace, King, Knave
Together they are
The Aikenhead Honours A government-sponsored spying ring, they risk their lives, and hearts, to keep Regency England safe!
Follow these three brothers on a dazzling
journey through Europe and beyond as they serve their country and meet their brides, in often very surprising circumstances!
Meet the âAceâ, Dominic Aikenhead,
Duke of Calder, in HIS CAVALRY LADY
Meet the âKingâ and renowned rake
Lord Leo Aikenhead, in HIS RELUCTANT MISTRESS
Meet the âKnaveâ and incorrigible playboy
Lord Jack Aikenhead, in HIS FORBIDDEN LIAISON
Joanna Maitland was born and educated in Scotland, though she has spent most of her adult life in England or abroad. She has been a systems analyst, an accountant, a civil servant, and director of a charity. Now that her two children have left home, she and her husband have moved from Hampshire to the Welsh Marches, where she is revelling in the more rugged country and the wealth of medieval locations. When she is not writing, or climbing through ruined castles, she devotes her time to trying to tame her house and garden, both of which are determined to resist any suggestion of order. Readers are invited to visit Joannaâs website at www.joannamaitland.com
Recent novels by the same author:
A POOR RELATION A PENNILESS PROSPECT MARRYING THE MAJOR RAKEâS REWARD MY LADY ANGEL AN UNCOMMON ABIGAIL (in A Regency Invitation anthology) BRIDE OF THE SOLWAY HIS CAVALRY LADY*
*The Aikenhead Honours
Chapter One
The butlerâs discreet cough interrupted what was promising to be a most rewarding encounter.
Lord Leo Aikenhead raised his head from the naked breast of the damsel sitting in his lap and swore fluently. She might be only a member of the muslin company, albeit a highly paid one, but even she did not deserve to have her charms exposed to the gaze of a disapproving servant. Unhurriedly, he began to restore a semblance of decency to her clothing, all the while keeping his back between his light oâ love and the butler. Gibson knew better than to gawp. He would wait by the door until Leo was good and ready to attend to him.
âHave to excuse me, mâdear,â Leo said at last, allowing a touch of regret to enter his voice as he retied the final silken ribbon of her bodice. âMuch as I should like to continue ourâ¦umâ¦conversation, I fear that pressing business calls.â He put his hands to the girlâs trim waist and set her on her feet.
When she began to protest coquettishly, Leo looked up into her lovely face, spoiled now by the mulish curve to her mouth. âGo and find William,â he said easily. âYou know heâs been ogling you since the day he arrived. Heâll be more than happy to take over where I left off.â
She made no move to obey.
âGo along now, do,â he said, rather more sharply, giving her a friendly slap on the bottom. âHeâs a better bet than I am, you know. Much more of a stayer. And richer, to boot.â
With a sudden giggle, the girl ran from the saloon.
Leo quickly checked the state of his own dress before turning to the butler, who stood impassively by the door, staring straight ahead. âYou may cast off your puritan blindness now, Gibson. The young woman has gone. For the moment, at least.â
âAs you say, my lord.â The butlerâs tone was clipped.
Leo rose and walked slowly across to the fireplace. In the huge gilt-framed mirror hanging above it, he saw that, although his coat was surprisingly uncreased, his cravat looked as if he had been rolling around in bed. Pretty near the truth, too. He began to straighten it. In the glass, he could see that Gibsonâs patience was under strain, for he was almost hopping from one foot to the other. Just what he deserved for that unwelcome interruption. Leo deliberately spent another thirty seconds carefully rearranging his cravat. Then he said into the mirror, âWell, Gibson?â
The butler did not make any apologies. He merely said crisply, âYour lordshipâs brother has arrived. He asks to see you urgently. He is waiting in the small saloon.â
This time, Leoâs curses were even more choice, but he managed to swallow most of them. Leoâs elder brother, Dominic, Duke of Calder, had been sent to Russia on government business some weeks before. That left only Lord Jack, the youngest of the Aikenheads. He was an engaging lad, and both Dominic and Leo were very fond of him, but his scrapes were becoming increasingly expensive. Dominic and Leo, both older than Jack by more than ten years, had indulged their brother for too long, as both would now admit. Jack would soon be twenty-five, an age when he ought to be preparing to become master of his own estate. But he was still far from ready.
It seemed that life, to Jack, was one long, rollicking spree in which responsibility played no part. His problem would be gambling again, no doubt. Whereas Leoâs tastes ran to womenâand lots of themâJack had a fascination for the gaming tables. Sadly, and predictably, he tended to lose much more than he won. Well, if he needed yet another tow out of River Tick, it was perhaps time to refuse. Let the boy struggle a bit and get the feeling of what it would be like to drown before anyone threw him a lifeline. It really was time he began to grow up.