In order to procure the cash necessary to rebuild his estate, the Earl of Allsbrook decided to barter his title and future. He would marry the wilful daughter of a wealthy merchant. True, she was pleasing in form and face, and she had an eye for fashion. Still, deep in his heart, Henry wished for a happy marriage.
Wilhelmina March was leery of the importance her brother placed upon marriage, and she certainly never dreamed of being wedded to an Earl in Georgian England - or of the fairy debt that gave her just such an opportunity. But suddenly, with one sweet kiss in a long-ago time and a faraway place, Elle wondered if the much ado was about something after all . . .
