Jessica Day George

“The King Under Stone wants them for his sons, if not for himself,” Oliver finished. “I know it. He wants Petunia.”
“I can hardly blame him,” Lady Farrah said. “Beautiful girls—beautiful women, I should say—all of them.” She eyed him. “If you were a properly landed and titled earl, you would make a fine match for Petunia.”
Oliver opened his mouth and closed it again. He wasn’t thinking such things. He only wanted to help.
Didn’t he?

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