The Wedding Wager
The Boast—pride goeth before the fall…
After facilitating the match of the season, Lady Pandora "Pansy" Osbourne, has boasted that she is the best matchmaker The Ton has ever seen. Always willing to bring her cousin down a peg or two, her cousin, Lady Octavia Sewell insists that was no feat of matchmaking at all, as the couple involved were clearly destined for one another despite Pansy’s meddling. A bitter argument ensues and a dreadful challenge is issued. Pansy must do more than say it… she must prove it.
The terms of the wager are set!
Pansy must produce no less than one match per month between people who have been notoriously unmarriageable—spinsters, bluestockings, rakes and fortune hunters, oh my! But there’s more riding on this than simply her pride! If Pansy loses, she will have to give up her most prized possession—a tiara that belonged to their grandmother will be forfeited into Octavia’s grasping hands.
The Ends Justify the Means… or do they?
Desperate to make these matches, prove her claims of matchmaking prowess to be true and make Octavia eat crow in a very public fashion, Pansy resorts to the greatest weapon in any matchmaker’s arsenal—the house party. Not just one, but a series of them. For two weeks out of every month, she will open her home to an assortment of victims…er, guests. At the end of each party, one couple will emerge either betrothed or wed, by fair means or foul.
The Boast—pride goeth before the fall…
After facilitating the match of the season, Lady Pandora "Pansy" Osbourne, has boasted that she is the best matchmaker The Ton has ever seen. Always willing to bring her cousin down a peg or two, her cousin, Lady Octavia Sewell insists that was no feat of matchmaking at all, as the couple involved were clearly destined for one another despite Pansy’s meddling. A bitter argument ensues and a dreadful challenge is issued. Pansy must do more than say it… she must prove it.
The terms of the wager are set!
Pansy must produce no less than one match per month between people who have been notoriously unmarriageable—spinsters, bluestockings, rakes and fortune hunters, oh my! But there’s more riding on this than simply her pride! If Pansy loses, she will have to give up her most prized possession—a tiara that belonged to their grandmother will be forfeited into Octavia’s grasping hands.
The Ends Justify the Means… or do they?
Desperate to make these matches, prove her claims of matchmaking prowess to be true and make Octavia eat crow in a very public fashion, Pansy resorts to the greatest weapon in any matchmaker’s arsenal—the house party. Not just one, but a series of them. For two weeks out of every month, she will open her home to an assortment of victims…er, guests. At the end of each party, one couple will emerge either betrothed or wed, by fair means or foul.
My contribution - Odds on a Earl
Betrayed by love, Nicholas de Lorris, the Earl of Crewe, swore to never marry. He’d rather be sent to his grave than allow a woman near his heart. And no matchmaker regardless of her reputation will tempt him to give up his bachelorhood. Or so he thought…
It was her choice. She chose spinsterhood. Why was that difficult for others to understand? Preferring the company of her horse to a gentleman, Lady Alora Owens agrees to attend one more house party to please her father.
The cries of a young colt hurdle Lady Alora in the path of the Earl. When the pair discover a conspiracy to steal the feisty beast, Nicholas and Alora find themselves working together…in accord. Surprised by the sparks that ignite, neither are ready to alter their stance on love until they each faced the truth…they are nothing without the other.
It was her choice. She chose spinsterhood. Why was that difficult for others to understand? Preferring the company of her horse to a gentleman, Lady Alora Owens agrees to attend one more house party to please her father.
The cries of a young colt hurdle Lady Alora in the path of the Earl. When the pair discover a conspiracy to steal the feisty beast, Nicholas and Alora find themselves working together…in accord. Surprised by the sparks that ignite, neither are ready to alter their stance on love until they each faced the truth…they are nothing without the other.
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