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He’d never heard an offer he so desperately wanted to take He ached for the freedoh he was on the edge of danger, knowing that it was his strength and skill and nothing else that kept hi He wanted the reminder that he held his life in his hands That he controlled it

But for the first tiht to escape It wasn’t his memories he wished to control It wasn’t the coach he wanted to avoid, but its contents And the things those contentsit, he looked to the carriage

The duke realized it "Send the girl back to where she came from"

"I cannot"

"Why not?"

I can’t leave her

He did not reply

Warnick watched hier flared "What’s that to ed a shoulder "You care for your little foot "How did you know--"

Warnick sht have been slow on the discovery, but once it’s seen--it can’t be unseen"

"Do your best to unsee it, you ass" King turned away, ignoring the otherher?"

He was taking her to Lyne Castle, until her father turned up to take her back to London What other choice did he have? If he left her here, she could well end up in the clutches of soht of her at the castle, at the base of the ancient stone façade in her ridiculous borrowed frock, looking nothing like the lady she was

I’d rather you never marry at all than marry some cheap trollop in it only for the money

He stilled

"Who is she?" Warnick asked

She’s the youngest of the Dangerous Daughters

"Because she’s too clever by half for you Whichelse," Warnick continued, oblivious to the fact that King was lost in his own thoughts, his oords echoing through him "You shouldn’t dally with clever women You’ll never outsmart them, and before you knohere you are, you’relooked up at the words

You shan’t trap e, he’d pro but his title He no longer believed it It wasn’t in her to connive But she remained a Talbot sister

And others would have no trouble believing it

His father would have no trouble believing it

It would er with Sophie--prove that her perfect baker was nothing more than fantasy And then he would have to keep her close He ignored the thread of pleasure that curled through hi Sophie close was not ideal They did not even enjoy each other’s coreat deal over the last few hours

He pushed the thought away, tested the strength of the harness, and turned to his new coachet there"

The coacherly exploring the bridge of his nose "I’m fairly certain it’s broken," the Scot said

"I wouldn’t worry It can only be an iy face"

The duke scowled at hiet complaints"

"Because wo put a hand to the door "Will you linger here?"

The duke looked up to the second story of the inn, before shrugging his shoulders "A day or two She’s a welco piece" He tilted his head in the direction of the carriage "You don’t think I ought to have another look?" King scowled and the Scot laughed, big and burly, before he grew serious "Take so Be rid of her, before you find you can’t be"