Maelstrom

A Regency Romance...

Margaret swept the crowd with her gaze, identifying Lucy's smile among the group of young men she always collected like iron filings to a magnet. Then, with a glance that released Toby to make his own way, for he was in no wise her escort, she moved toward the group of matrons seated in a semi-circle across from the musicians. Lady Fyfe and the Countess of Nettingworth instantly made room for her. Though she was fifteen years younger than the next youngest of them, she p...