— It seems I’ve made a mistake with my sister. Today, by the altar, I want to see your younger daughter!
A few seconds before we are announced husband and wife, my fiancé, Count Emery, publicly rejected me for my sister.
While my parents insisted that I was nothing—an utter disappointment—my guests enjoyed my disgrace, and even the very Duke of Arundel himself unexpectedly made me an offer.
He’s ready to marry me immediately. No engagement. No explanations.
Why did the kingdom’s most enviable bachelor decide to marry a jilted bride? And what price will I have to pay for his choice? Will this wedding take place if my sister cut my hair while I was unconscious?