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Chapter One

Miss Isabella Carrington sat in front of her sister’s dressing tablein Eliza’s roo half to death It was dratted annoying

Then again, it ether

Which was both a blessing and a curse As the second oldest in her family, she loved her sisters with all her heart They were her entire life

But gads, she could use just a bit more space

“Can you see? I’ll light a few ht was quickly falling, and a chill filled the air even with a s in the hearth

To be fair, it rate but even having the single fire, there was no money for such decadence

Abigail didn’t look up as she stared in concentration at Isabella’s head “That would be lovely I can’t tell Does she look like she has side whiskers?”

All three of her sisters crowded about the dark hair and eyes, exactly like their father’s

Isabella nearly sighed as she thought of his handso face Would that he were here She said a silent prayer that wherever he was, he was all right And still alive His daughters needed him to be alive

Eliza cocked her head to the side, her high cheekbones dancing in the flicker of candlelight “It’s startling really, how real the side whiskers look You’ve got a real talent, Abigail”

Abigail gave a light snort “A talent for ail s to use the tiniest bit of dust froot a shadow of a beard”