In the days leading up to her wedding to Darcy O'Mara, Lady Georgiana
Rannoch takes on the responsibilities of a grand estate, but proving she
can run a household just may be the death of her...
If only Darcy and I had eloped! What I thought would be a simple wedding
has been transformed into a grand affair, thanks to the attendance of
the queen, who has offered up the princesses as bridesmaids. Silly me! I
thought that withdrawing from the royal line of succession would
simplify my life. But before Darcy and I tie the knot in front of queen
and country, we have to find a place to live as man and wife.
House hunting turns out to be a pretty grim affair. Just as we start to
lose hope, my globe-trotting godfather offers us his fully staffed
country estate. Mistress of Eynsleigh I shall be! With Darcy off in
parts unknown, I head to Eynsleigh alone, only to have my hopes dashed.
The grounds are in disarray, and the small staff is suspiciously
incompetent. Not to mention the gas tap leak in my bedroom, which I can
only imagine was an attempt on my life. Something rotten is afoot--and
bringing the place up to snuff may put me six feet under before I even
get a chance to walk down the aisle...