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Penelope jumped, her arrow skittering across the grass. "Your Grace! You shouldn't sneak up on a woman armed with lethal projectiles."

"Hardly," Penelope laughed, turning in his arms. The wit that usually protected her failed as she looked up at him. "Perhaps the Duke of Ashbourne is good for something other than scowling at garden parties." Download File A Shot at the Duke_ A Witty His -...

"You're gripping the riser too tightly, Lady Penelope," a deep voice drawled. Penelope jumped, her arrow skittering across the grass

With a heavy mahogany bow in hand and a quiver of arrows cinched at her waist, she marched into the clearing of the Duke of Ashbourne’s sprawling estate. She didn't notice the Duke himself—the notoriously brooding and impossibly handsome Arthur Vance—leaning against an oak tree just past the practice hay bales. The wit that usually protected her failed as

Arthur straightened, his curiosity piqued. "Freedom? Most ladies of the ton are content with embroidery and gossip."