O jardim de lírios
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Lady Lilith Wycombe é a terceira filha do conde de Billington, que, durante todas as quatro temporadas, recebera apenas propostas de rapazes visando seu generoso dote. Apesar de não ser exatamente feia, Lily é considerada "sem graça" demais, e, o principal de seus males: costuma falar demais sobre assuntos impróprios. Para a felicidade da moça, Edmund Bridgerton, sua paixão desde seu debút, está em Kent para uns dias de lazer. Determinada a ter um pequeno momento de felicidade ao lado do futuro visconde, Lily sai para uma inocente caminhada com o rapaz. No entanto, o que ela não poderia imaginar, é que uma simples tarde poderia arrebatar completamente os sentimentos do futuro visconde.
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