Kendra nodded absently and turned back to Colin. “Priscilla could live at Cainewood with us.” “Not likely. This family is a bit too, uh, high-spirited for Priscilla.” He dropped a wad of rags on the biggest puddle of pig blood, poking at it with one booted foot. “She’s an only child, you know—used to peace and quiet—” “She’s a snob, you mean. Otherwise—” “Kendra!” Jason’s leaf-green eyes glared into his sister’s lighter ones. “Lady Priscilla is a perfectly nice woman. More important to Colin, though, she’s pretty, titled, and the only heir to an enormous fortune. If it takes her a while to get
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