An Affair Most Wicked
Excerpt
Chapter One
The London Season
May 1883
Dearest Adele,
It is finally upon me - my first London ball. You cannot imagine how my hands are trembling, for I fear
that I will not fit in, that everyone will see through
me and know that I am not one of them.
I hope that will not be the case, of course, for I do
long to be a part of the Society here - the daily rides
in Rotten Row, the receptions, luncheons, and evenings
at the theater. It has been an exhausting but glorious
experience so far, Adele, though I admit most of my acquaintances have been frustratingly superficial.
I realize, of course, that that is to be expected. I
am in England after all, and people are extremely
reserved. I suppose my frustration comes from what
occurred with Gordon two years ago. I must be an
oddity. I crave adventure and my heart wants it, yet
I know how dangerous it can be.
Good gracious, listen to me. I must strive to move
beyond that mistake if I wish to live a proper and
virtuous life. I only hope that my heart has not become
too complicated for this distinguished place.
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