CHAPTER THREEAnthea was both shocked and embarrassed.
Although she had read the passionate love poems that interested her mother, she had never mentally translated them into actual physical activity.
The fact that the Duke was, as she now realised, the lover of her Godmother seemed to her to be shocking and an outrage against decency.
She had never imagined that older people or rather women of her mother’s age would have the type of liaison that she connected with the Kings of France or Charles II.
They had just seemed to be mythical figures with no real semblance of humanity about them.
To be confronted with the fact that her Godmother was having a clandestine affair with the Duke of Axminster was a revelation that exploded in her mind like a bombshell.
She also felt very ignorant a
