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    The Real Duke of Circhester (Brunswick Family 1)
    The Real Duke of Circhester (Brunswick Family 1)
    The Real Duke of Circhester (Brunswick Family 1)
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    The Real Duke of Circhester (Brunswick Family 1)

    By Heather Mar-Gerrison

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    Ephraim was the eldest son of Lord Anthony Brunswick, the Duke of Circhester, and as such, he was the first in line to inherit the Dukedom one day. His official title was the Earl of Brunswick – or at least it had been on the day of his birth...
    Sadly, Ephraim stutters, and his father decides that his younger brother, Philip be groomed for the position instead. If that weren't bad enough - he also tells the world that Ephraim is dead...
    At eighteen, Ephraim still struggles with his speech, and is still unknown to the world, but a chance meeting with a beautiful and intriguing young lady makes him question his existence and gives him in the incentive to make some changes...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHeather Mar-Gerrison
    Release dateJul 11, 2012
    ISBN9781476011912
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      The Real Duke of Circhester (Brunswick Family 1) - Heather Mar-Gerrison

      The Real Duke of Circhester

      (Brunswick Family 1)

      Heather Mar-Gerrison

      Copyright 2012

      Smashwords Edition

      Heather Mar-Gerrison Copyright 2012

      Revised 2021

      No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronically or mechanically, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except where permitted by law. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work.

      ~Prologue~

      Ephraim settled himself down between the trees and waited. She would appear any minute. She had done for the past couple of days at least. Where she came from and where she disappeared back to, he did not know. But she was fascinating and beautiful and he simply had to know her.

      She came along the opposite path, her bonnet in her hand. The dappled, late summer sun seemed to find its way through the leaves to shine on her, picking out the glorious, red tints in her hair.

      Ephraim sighed happily. She was so beautiful. She usually picked a bunch of wild flowers and then disappeared again. He desperately wished to speak to her – but speaking had never been very easy for him. He had to content himself with simply watching her go about her business and wishing that he knew more about her.

      She cast a furtive look around, almost as if she could sense someone else’s presence. Satisfying herself that she was alone, she sat down in with her back leaned against a tree and sighed with her eyes closed and her face turned up to the sunshine that was filtering through the canopy above.

      If he wanted to speak to her, now was his best chance, he knew that. On slightly shaky legs, he cleared his throat and walked straight into the clearing.

      She almost jumped out of her skin and in one movement, she scrambled to her feel and shot back off down the path like a jack rabbit.

      He watched her go, disappointment coursing through him. He only wanted to know her name and try to talk to her.

      He sat down in the spot she had vacated. A vague scent of violets perfumed the air. Well, that was one thing he now knew about her, he supposed – she smelled nice…

      ~Chapter 1~

      The next day he wandered through the woods again, hoping to see her, but quite convinced that he would never see her again. Surely, after his clumsiness yesterday, she would have been frightened off by him. But no, he registered in surprise. There she was and, what was more, she seemed to be waiting for him today.

      She looked him straight in the eye as soon as she was aware of his presence and she called out to him.

      Hello. She said softly, looking at him warily.

      H-h-h-h… the words simply wouldn’t come this morning.

      Her brow furrowed slightly. What’s the matter with you? She asked, looking afraid.

      Nothing! N-n-n-n…. He shook his head in utter frustration that the words just wouldn’t come.

      Oh, you’re backwards. What a shame! Her face fell and she looked as if she was about to leave.

      Backwards? Charming! He grinned at her and shook his head a little more firmly.

      She frowned at him, her lips pursed. Then stop making fun of me! she said.

      He laughed and then his speech came back all of a sudden. I-I’m n-not m-making f-fun of you. I h-have a p-problem with my s-speech sometimes. He stopped and took a couple of deep breaths.

      She looked at him with interest. Oh, She said, I had no idea that could happen.

      He shrugged, Th-That doesn’t s-s-surprise me. W-We’re kept well hidden, He said mysteriously.

      She smiled. You’re very handsome, She said and then clapped her hand over her mouth and rolled her eyes heavenward, Oh, no, she whispered to herself, there I go again.

      He cocked his head on one side, I don’t understand. He said gazing at her curiously.

      She bit her lip, eyeing him, obviously wondering if she should tell him. She obviously decided he was trustworthy, Aunt Margaret says I’m very wicked. She said seriously, looking him directly in the eye again and making his heart beat a little faster.

      He gazed back at her, wondering how she could possibly believe the woman. She was anything but… Then Aunt M-Margaret must me mad, he said firmly, you don’t s-seem wicked to me.

      Oh, I am, She insisted, nodding her head emphatically and gazing up at him with her enormous blue-green eyes.

      D-Do you kill s-small animals for fun? he asked.

      No! She exclaimed indignantly, her eyes widening with shock.

      Seeing her shocked face, he decided to tease her a little more, Pull the wings of small insects? Throw rocks at birds? He was grinning now, clearly enjoying himself.

      Of course not! She started to laugh.

      Then you are not wicked. He said, shaking his head emphatically.

      But I am. She nodded; her eyes wide and earnest. I’m very curious.

      Since when was curiosity a c-crime? he raised one eyebrow.

      She blushed bright red and looked at her hands.

      He was intrigued. Well?

      The girl raised her eyes to meet his. I think wicked thoughts – for instance, I sometimes practice kissing on the back of my hand when I’m alone.

      He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Really? How interesting!

      and right now, I’m wondering what it would be like to be in your arms, dancing.

      D-dancing? Ephraim’s eyebrows shot up. He had never been taught and to be perfectly honest, it was the very last thing on his mind – but he suddenly realised that he wanted to dance with her – very much. In fact, it seemed imperative to learn this very minute.

      She nodded shyly.

      Ephraim frowned, I don’t see what is so wicked about that – but I’m sorry, I don’t dance.

      I could show you. She said with those eyes that seemed to melt his insides.

      Alright, He found himself agreeing.

      A good half hour later they were laughing and spinning and moving around

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