Lady Roseanna Atwood was not looking forward to the annual weekend garden party at Blackmore. Oh, she was looking forward to seeing her extended family, but the thought of spending four whole days making polite conversation with a group of condescending, arrogant coxcombs was not in the least appealing. Of course, she hadn’t anticipated being caught in the middle of a political disaster, not to mention a long-standing conspiracy. Neither had she bargained on being called upon to help her grandfather keep a secret Jacobite supporter from potentially causing another Culloden. Rescued from Napoleon’s Bastille of the Seas at the tender age of eight, Tristan Bernart had grown to adulthood trusting no one but the one man who taught him how to survive and eventually prosper beyond his wildest dreams. But when a chance encounter over twenty years later forced him to relive the nightmare months during which he nearly starved to death in a filthy prison cell, Tristan recognised that only by extending his trust would he finally get retribution.
