Emmaâs found herself attracted to a newcomer in town. Definitely not the type sheâd ever expected to be interested in. This is no rough and tumble cowhand. No sir. This is a dukeâs son. One who was bred aboard, and yet has spent enough time at boarding schools in the new country to rid himself of most of the accent.
Will this royal come to his senses and realize the western bloom practically in his backyard?