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  1. Cover
  2. Glamour in
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. THREE
  6. FOUR
  7. FIVE
  8. SIX
  9. SEVEN
  10. EIGHT
  11. NINE
  12. TEN
  13. ELEVEN
  14. TWELVE
  15. THIRTEEN
  16. FOURTEEN
  17. FIFTEEN
  18. SIXTEEN
  19. SEVENTEEN
  20. EIGHTEEN
  21. NINETEEN
  22. TWENTY
  23. TWENTY-ONE
  24. TWENTY-TWO
  25. TWENTY-THREE
  26. TWENTY-FOUR
  27. TWENTY-FIVE
  28. Author’s Afterword
  29. Glamour Glossary
  30. Reading Group Guide

‘If you will excuse me.’ She dropped Lady Hertford’s arm with as much grace as she could muster and hurried across the drawing room to Vincent’s side. His brown curls were tousled in the fashionable wind-swept look that so many men struggled to attain, but which came naturally to him. He swept his hands through his hair so much, knotting them in place while he thought, that it was permanently dishevelled.

‘Of course, Prinny. I will make the changes tonight.’

Jane stopped in front of them. ‘What changes shall we make?’

The Prince Regent dropped his arm from around Vincent’s neck and took her hand. Raising it to his lips, he kissed it. ‘You shall do nothing. He works you too hard.’

‘Do not worry, Jane, it is a small thing. I shall attend to it now.’

‘You are a good man.’ Still holding her hand, the Prince Regent drew her away from Vincent. ‘He is a good man, your husband, with talent. A Genuine Talent.’

Captured, Jane suffered herself be led away, while Vincent returned to the ballroom to work. Even as the Prince Regent did her the honour of making sure that the assembled crowd saw how highly he favoured her, Jane’s mind was with her husband. The ballroom had been their collaboration. How could she be satisfied that Vincent was changing it without consulting with her? It must have been her error with the fish that prompted this. Rather than risk embarrassment, he was doing the work himself. What need did he have to consult her, when his skills were more than equal to the task?

Jane sat and smiled at the conversations twirling around her. But in her mind, she was tying knots.

THREE

Flattery and Letters

As Jane waited for her husband at Carlton House, she eventually received word that she was to return to their apartments without him. The rest of the guests had long since departed, leaving her with only the company of Prinny and Lady Hertford. The gentlemen had been too much in their cups for conversation, and only Lady Hertford had made the hours tolerable.

Jane’s concern that she had caused some major damage to the glamural gradually changed to discomfort that she was keeping their hosts up so late, then to annoyance with Vincent for placing her in such an unpleasant position. The Prince Regent had been beyond gracious, even in his inebriated state, and had arranged for her to be returned home in his own carriage. Under other circumstances, the use of the Prince’s equipage would have been a matter of some excitement.