Flowers For The Devil: A Dark Victorian Romance

Had she misheard, or the lord had just given her a compliment? It was the flight in the middle of the night, with the officers’ guns pointing at them—a long journey from the suddenly hostile motherland to a land that looked at them with the suspicion and curiosity of zoo visitors. She wanted them to have the beautiful eyes of the duke and the magic of Harlan’s voice. He stood for some time in silence, hands in his pockets, and finally turned to leave.