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#1 New York Times bestselling author Susan Wiggs transports readers to the lush French countryside of Normandy in a tale of love, family honor and true knights in shining armor…
“Wiggs adds humor, brains and a certain cultivation
that will leave readers anticipating her next romance.” —Publishers Weekly on The Drifter
“Susan Wiggs delves deeply into her characters’ hearts
and motivations to touch our own.” —RT Book Reviews on The Mistress
“[Wiggs] has created a quiet page-turner
that will hold readers spellbound as the relationships, characters and story unfold. Fans of historical romances will naturally flock to this skillfully executed [Chicago Fire] trilogy.” —Publishers Weekly on The Firebrand
“Susan Wiggs masterfully combines real historical events
with a powerful captive/captor romance and… draws readers in with her strong writing style….” —RT Book Reviews on The Hostage
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The Lakeshore Chronicles
Summer at Willow Lake
The Winter Lodge Dockside Snowfall at Willow Lake Fireside Lakeshore Christmas The Summer Hideaway Marrying Daisy Bellamy Return to Willow Lake Candlelight Christmas
The Bella Vista Chronicles
The Apple Orchard
The Beekeeper’s Ball
Historical Romances
The Lightkeeper
The Drifter
The Tudor Rose Trilogy
At the King’s Command
The Maiden’s Hand At the Queen’s Summons
Chicago Fire Trilogy
The Hostage
The Mistress The Firebrand
Calhoun Chronicles
The Charm School
The Horsemaster’s Daughter Halfway to Heaven Enchanted Afternoon A Summer Affair
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The Mistress of Normandy
Susan Wiggs
Refreshed version of THE LILY AND THE LEOPARD,
newly revised by author
www.mirabooks.co.uk
Contents
Westminster
January 1414
He sat naked in a wooden tub; the King of England loomed at his back. He shivered, tensed, and awaited a sluice of cold water from Henry V’s own hand. The wind whistled, harmonizing with the voices in the shadows of the stone chamber.
“Always thought he’d earn his spurs on the battlefield,” remarked Thomas, Duke of Clarence. “Enguerrand Fitzmarc is the king’s own avenger. He served us right well at Anjou.”
“It was a different dragon Rand slew for the House of Lancaster,”