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The Haversham Legacy by Nickie
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marriage of the Marquis of Haversham ignites a series of events. The marquis is
murdered, his wife and daughter suffer an accident. The marchioness is dead, but
where is baby Justine?
Young Nigel Denby is the only one who can name the
culprit of these murders. However, he has to flee the country on the accusation
of high treason. He swears revenge on the man who arranged this.
meets an highwayman and his daughter, a plan is formed and at last he returns to
England, to trick the murderer into confession.
Little does he know that his
mysterious companions have secrets of their
A woman approached the
group of courtiers around the King. She looked very young and very innocent
compared to most of the other women present. Her delicate pink gown made her
stand out even more.
Charles the Second smiled pleasantly when he saw her
and beckoned, "Ah, there you are, my dear! James, may I present Lady Claire De
Vere, eldest daughter of the Earl of St. Albans."
The man he addressed
made a courtly bow.
"Lady Claire, this is one of my best friends, the
Marquis of Haversham."
A bit further away, a young man watched the scene.
His name was George Templeton and he was the cousin of the marquis. He was not
dancing, as one would expect of such a young and dashing young lad. With his
fair hair, blue eyes, and his sportsman’s body, he was the dream of every girl
and her mother--even more so because he was the sole heir of the Marquis of
Haversham. The marquis was already thirty-eight years old and had never
James faced the girl--and it was plain to George how this
pleased the older man. Of course the lady was pretty, with her black hair, blue
eyes, and cherry-like mouth. She could be his daughter though, and most
certainly she was too innocent for his cousin’s taste. Although James had never
looked for a wife, he did not object to taking the occasional damsel to his bed.
He once told his cousin that he preferred experienced women who knew how to
please a man and did not make demands.
Yet right now he seemed to be
drowning in the eyes of this girl who could only have sixteen or seventeen years
of age. She said something and he laughed at it. Then he offered her his arm and
they moved to the dancing floor.
George began to feel a bit unsure at
that exact moment. It was as if the center of his universe suddenly shifted out
of focus. He had built his life on the certainty of becoming the next Marquis.
He could not--would not--allow something to happen to his dreams of becoming a
rich and wealthy man.
The Haversham Legacy is a beautiful
blend of the lavish and the picaresque, combining courtly life with
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