{"id":252098,"date":"2026-07-13T01:45:20","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:45:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/an-unwanted-wallflower-for-the-duke-harriet-caves\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:45:20","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:45:20","slug":"an-unwanted-wallflower-for-the-duke-harriet-caves","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/an-unwanted-wallflower-for-the-duke-harriet-caves\/","title":{"rendered":"An Unwanted Wallflower For The Duke – Harriet Caves"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cThere are possibilities.\u201d As if on cue, a gentleman began making his way toward them. Lord Avery. He was fine-featured, fashionably attired, and clearly of respectable breeding. But even as he greeted them with a bow and a charming smile, Elizabeth felt the same faint sense of disappointment she always did. Like she was trying to summon lightning from a candle.<\/p>\n

Still, she smiled. \u201cLady Elizabeth, might I have the next dance?\u201d Lord Avery asked. Elizabeth offered him her card. \u201cYes, my lord. Thank you.\u201d He made the notation and bowed again before retreating to await the next set. Elizabeth\u2019s smile faded slightly the moment he turned away. \u201cYou\u2019ll let me know if he bores you to tears?\u201d Marianne teased. \u201cI already know,\u201d Elizabeth muttered. \u201cBut I must keep trying.\u201d Her skin prickled. Alasdair was watching. She couldn\u2019t see him clearly, but she could feel it\u2014that molten gaze pinned to her with palpable heat.<\/p>\n

Her stomach flipped, and a flush crept up her throat. Instead of shrinking from it, she used it. Elizabeth turned toward Lord Avery with a coy tilt of her head, lowering her lashes as she spoke to him softly. She touched her dance card with deliberate grace. Not too much. Just enough. Subtlety, after all, was the art of making one man think he had your full attention while another burned with the knowledge that he didn\u2019t. Back where Alasdair stood, he was still mired in the same storm of frustration and longing that had plagued him for weeks.<\/p>\n

His thoughts chased themselves in circles. Elizabeth, the kiss, the damnable dresses she wore, the way she didn\u2019t even look at him when she entered the room. It was unbearable. Seth quietly reached for the glass in Alasdair\u2019s hand. \u201cPardon me, Sandy boy,\u201d Seth said gently, \u201cbut I think I\u2019d better take this before you shatter it and cause a scene.\u201d Alasdair released the glass with reluctance. \u201cHe\u2019s nothin\u2019 but a fop,\u201d he muttered darkly, his eyes still fixed on Lord Avery\u2019s slim figure as he danced with Elizabeth.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know that he\u2019s not the problem,\u201d Seth replied. \u201cYou are. Admit it. None of those men could ever be enough for your dear Lady Elizabeth. Not to you.\u201d Alasdair growled low in his throat. \u201cOh, sod off.\u201d \u201cI\u2019d like to,\u201d Seth said dryly. \u201cBut I can\u2019t leave you alone like this. You\u2019re liable to challenge someone to a duel over the last dance card slot.\u201d The music changed, and Elizabeth\u2019s dance with Lord Avery came to a graceful end.<\/p>\n

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\u21e7 1kitap1.com\/en About the Book \u201cLook at ye, me lady. Still as bonnie as ever. Like nae Scotsman ever ravished ye with his mouth in a darkened room.\u201d Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother, Lady Elizabeth needs a husband, fast. But as a wallflower, she\u2019s invisible to men. Until she crosses paths with the ton\u2019s most notorious duke.<\/p>\n

To clear his father\u2019s name, Duke Alasdair must forge alliances within the ton. Yet his Highland blood and rough manners make him unwelcome. Which is precisely why he\u2019s not the match Elizabeth seeks. So he proposes a bold bargain: he\u2019ll help her attract suitors, and she\u2019ll teach him etiquette. Only, each glance, each touch, makes it harder to remember she isn\u2019t his, and harder to let her go\u2026<\/p>\n

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Read his story here. Just click on the image above! \u21e7 1kitap1.com\/en \u201cS Chapter One tand straighter. Chin up,\u201d Lady Grisham barked. Elizabeth Brighton, the Marquess of Grisham\u2019s second daughter, tried her best to obey her stepmother. She pulled her shoulders back while still under the unforgiving and ever-assessing eye of Lady Grisham. The chandeliers glittered above like captured starlight, casting golden reflections across polished floors and silk gowns, but the beauty only made her more uneasy.<\/p>\n

Everything shimmered and sparkled, and yet all it stirred in her was dread. Other young ladies might have seen the ballroom as a place of enchantment, but to Elizabeth, it was little short of a waking nightmare. \u201cHas anyone told you that you slouch like a milkmaid, Elizabeth?\u201d her stepmother asked, sounding perpetually aggravated with her. To be fair, Lady Grisham gave her own daughter\u2014Elizabeth\u2019s younger half-sister\u2014the same treatment. \u201cWilhelmina, do compose yourself.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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