Jack may be wild, but I'd bet the crown jewels it wasn't he who killed the Duke. As if the rascal wasn't enough of a handful, now he's suspected of murder. Eyes fall, backs turn, and fingers point to the young heir. With the house in a hubbub over the news, Jack's hunting knife somehow finds its way into the Duke's back. But upon arrival at Kingsdowne Place, my dearest Darcy has been sent to fetch Jack, leaving me stuck in a manor full of miscreants.none of whom are too pleased with the discovery of my new ward.Īnd no sooner has the lad been retrieved than the Duke announces he wants to choose his own heir. The upside is I am to live in luxury at one of England's most gorgeous stately homes. I have been entrusted with grooming Jack Altringham-the Duke's newly discovered heir fresh from the Outback of Australia-for high society. And while it hasn't landed me a job, or a husband, it has convinced Her Majesty the Queen and the Dowager Duchess to enlist my help. Lady Georgiana Rannoch learns that not everyone knows their table manners when a knife ends up in a duke’s back in the seventh Royal Spyness Mystery. Here I am thinking the education I received at my posh Swiss finishing school would never come in handy. It's forks on the left, knives on the right-not in His Majesty's back. As thirty-fifth in line for the throne, Lady Georgiana Rannoch may not be the most sophisticated young woman, but she knows her table manners.
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