The Bridal Quest (Matchmakers #2)

IT WAS GENERALLY agreed that the marriage of the Earl of Radbourne to Lady Irene Wyngate was the wedding of the year. It was not perhaps the grandest, for it was put on with unseemly haste. But no expense was spared, and there had not been a wedding in years that was so rife with drama and rumors.

It was enough to keep the city buzzing for the whole two months between the announcement of their engagement and the actual wedding in November.

There was the matter of the vanished heir returned to his family years later, the abduction that it was whispered was not an abduction at all, not to mention the shiveringly horrifying discovery of the body of the earl’s long-dead mother—during a house party, if one could imagine that.

And other, much darker things, which none dared mention above a whisper, with a knowing look.