ELOISA JAMES WINNING THE WALLFLOWER PDF

A delightful ebook original novella from New York Times bestselling author Eloisa James. Winning the Wallflower introduces Lady Lucy Towerton, who is plain. Winning the Wallflower (Fairy Tales, book ) by Eloisa James – book cover, description, publication history. Read “Winning the Wallflower A Novella” by Eloisa James with Rakuten Kobo. A delightful ebook original novella from New York Times bestselling author Eloisa.

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Lady Lucy Towerton Plain and tall. According to the lady herself. Titled, and irreproachably proper. Lady Lucy Towerton Heiress. Belle of the Ball. So say the fortune hunters of the ton.

In charge of her own destiny finally! Thank you to everyone who rushed over to download this story. In describing relations between characters, I may wreck a book for you by making it clear who someone marries, or the outcome of a book. Please do not read about The Inside Take if you’re wary of knowing who is paired with whom!

At jamew point there were only two or three boys taller than me in the class, and I was mortified.

Winning the Wallflower

It was actually quite cathartic to give my mortification to Lucy, and then bestow her with a fortune and some wisdom as regards men who care about trivialities like height. Martha Brindle, sitting down beside her sister. We presume that she must have fixed on Lucy as the eooisa unmarried girl in the family. I am glad to say that she can now look considerably higher. We look for a title at the very least. A connection such as that is beneath her, beneath any member of my family.

There was a short pause while Mrs. Brindle reminded herself that her sister Agnes had faced tribulations that mitigated her tactless snobbery. Towerton and I insisted on a long betrothal, given the connection, as you can surely understand.

Winning the Wallflower (Fairy Tales, #) by Eloisa James

I most dislike associating with the merchant classes, let alone giving my daughter to a man of that caste. Brindle opened her mouth to make a sharp comment about their own ancestors, but thought better of it. I understand he made the money himself. I could not have associated with Lucy on a social basis wimning she married him, no matter where she lived. Not in the same way. Brindle opened her own fan and lowered her voice. Are you quite certain you should waallflower this tie?

After all, a bird in the hand, as they say. Lady Towerton narrowed her eyes. Now that Lucy is dowered as befits her birth, I am quite certain that gentlemen will flock to her side. She was starting to enjoy herself; wrangling with Agnes brought her back to the schoolroom. We no longer need lower ourselves in order to secure her future. Brindle gave her sister a knowing smile.

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One can hardly blame Lady Towerton for her ignorance. Mothers are rarely informed when their daughters have fallen into an ignominious, bewildering, and altogether overwhelming infatuation. Not having seen each other in some time, they had hidden themselves behind three potted palms. Lady Summers was suffering from a mania for all things Egyptian, which had resulted in palm trees lining the ballroom like a row of dowagers in extravagant plumes.

Just look at me! Lucy rolled her eyes. Do you see this gown, Olivia? Whereas you look wonderful in that violet-blue color.

And that is nothing to the sort of jests that men made regularly in the days when my mother was forcing every eligible male in the room to dance with me. Your eyes are a lovely silvery blue.

Men like yellow hair. Olivia opened her mouth, then closed it. That has to be a first: Lucy surprised herself with a watery chuckle. The last six weeks have been like some sort of lovely dream. I kept waiting for him to realize he could do so much better and drop me like a hot brick.

The man is enamored. I did wonder why you were still referring to him as Ravensthorpe; it seems so formal. At any rate, I have indeed seen him. Six times, to be precise. The very day after my father accepted his request for my hand, he brought me a letter from his parents, welcoming me to the family. They live just outside London, do they not? I think they might even have run to Gretna Green.

My mother is rather horrid about it and insists that Cyrus was born several months too early. I follow all his cases, if only to shock my mother with details of the criminal classes. At any rate, that scandal was years ago. Surely people have forgotten. Lucy threw her a look. She chucked their letter into the fire in front of him, and then said—in the most unconvincing voice imaginable—that it flew from her hand.

And I mean that word too in the best possible sense, naturally. Her reaction seems out of proportion. My mother dislikes people of higher status than herself only slightly more than she loathes those of lower status.

Olivia let the frond fall back into place. Did his walllflower boil at the insult to his mother? We played a rather dispirited game of backgammon. Then he left, without reiterating his proposal in person, as I had expected him to do.

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I would hate it if only your friends fell before your fiendish game-playing skills. But I turn silent and quite unlike myself around him, Olivia. Olivia raised an eyebrow.

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For jammes past few weeks he has paid us a morning call once a week, during visiting hours, stayed for precisely forty minutes, and jamfs left.

So we sit in stony silence and move game pieces around. He just looks off into the distance as if I were boring him to distraction—at any rate, I…I would have loved to try. But now mother says that I must break off our betrothal immediately. The two of you are so perfectly behaved that you never act like normal people around your suitors. Where is Georgiana tonight? When Ravensthorpe made his proposal and I realized I could forget the utter humiliation of looking for a husband, I was so grateful.

You can have no idea. Olivia was still peering through the palm fronds, but she wallfloweer a wry look over her shoulder. Lucy felt her cheeks heating with embarrassment. Oh no, I think he caught sight of me.

Olivia scowled at her. Although there is some hope that my wedding day will actually happen soon. Surely that signals a man is ready for marriage.

I thought the marquess never came to this sort of event without an escort. Her voice had taken on a particularly bleak undertone that Lucy hated to hear.

At that moment the palms rustled, and Rupert Forrest G. Blakemore, Marquess of Montsurrey, heir to the Duchy of Canterwick, stood beaming down at them. Rupert likely would have been quite good-looking, if things had been different.

But as they were, his blue eyes were vacant, and his mouth hung open in a glistening pout. Saw just a bit of your eye, but knew it was you directly.

Your hair is shiny as a penny. Lucy decided to intervene. He has some difficulty with follow-through. Who would have me, if not Rupert?

Lucy started to speak, but Olivia shook her head. They make plays on my surname, always jokes on towers.