The lovely Miranda was as scandalous as she was beautiful. Young Lord Romford had his hands full as her guardian, and right now he was at his wit’s end.
Only the night before, Miranda had allowed the dashing Viscount Brynmawr to unmask her at a rout. Gossip spread like wildfire, and impulsively Miranda announced that she was engaged to the Viscount. This, of course, appeared to make everything proper.
Now a firm Lord Romford confronted her and told her she had to go through with this marriage. “It might just be the making of you,” he said.
Miranda’s tears did not move her young guardian one whit.
Or did they?