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𝓣heir love ignited and brought them crashing together, all on the shoreside of old England.
𝓐ll Roselyn Ashby knew was the cavalry. Her father, Frederick, was captain, and her older brother Lionel hoped to take their father's place one day. Not only Lionel, but their younger brother Edmund had the same dream. She was a nurse, like her mother was before she passed away when Edmund was born. Her name was Eleanor, a dutiful nurse, a loyal wife, and a loving mother. Roselyn was a young woman very much like her mother.
𝓐ymon Moreau, too, only knew of the cavalry. His father lived and died by it. His father, Armand, was a French soldier, and when he was killed in battle, Aymon, his mother Marguerite, and his younger brother Etienne were rescued from their town, which had been left in wreckage, and brought to England. The journey was too much for Marguerite, and she passed away not long after arriving. When Aymon was sixteen, he joined the cavalry and met captain Ashby, who became a father figure to him-but not to Etienne. As soon as Etienne became a young man, he left England and returned to France, leaving captain Ashby as the only family Aymon had left.
𝓔verything seemed to be falling into place when feelings began to stir between the captain's daughter and Aymon, his trusted right-hand man. That is, until the captain is murdered and suspicion falls on Aymon. Her elder brother forbids her from seeing him, and every day Aymon's life is in danger. Seeing Roselyn would only put her at risk too. How can he prove his innocence and survive long enough to marry the woman he loves?