White Horses. Joan Wolf
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Praise for novels by Joan Wolf
“Romance writing at its very best.”
—Publishers Weekly starred review
on The Guardian
“Joan Wolf never fails to deliver the best.”
—Nora Roberts
“…an intensely emotional story…”
—Rendezvous on High Meadow
“Wolf…leaps into the contemporary romantic
suspense arena with this smart, compelling read.”
—Publishers Weekly on Silverbridge
“A quick-moving, enchanting tale…An excellent
choice for readers who want an exciting epic.”
—Booklist on Daughter of the Red Deer
“Captivating…endearing…heartwarming…
Wolf’s assured storytelling is simply the best.”
—BookPage on Royal Bride
“Fast paced, highly readable…”
—Library Journal on The Gamble
“An entertaining and thought-provoking read.”
—Washington Post Book World
on The Reindeer Hunters
“Joan Wolf is absolutely wonderful.
I’ve loved her work for years.”
—Iris Johansen
White Horses
Joan Wolf
This one’s for Mike.
Contents
One
London, February 25, 1813
The sun was starting to shine through the fog when, dressed in civilian clothes, Colonel Leo Standish, Earl of Branford, passed through the front door of the Horse Guards building, home of the War Office. There was just the faintest trace of a limp in his walk, legacy of a wound he had taken at the siege of Burgos several months before.
Branford entered a functional room painted in a rich, dark green, with a desk, a glass-fronted bookcase and a large table with a map spread out upon it. Two men were sitting on either side of the desk, and when the earl walked in they both rose to their feet.
“My lord,” John Herries, commissary-in-chief of the British Army, addressed him. “Thank you for coming. I don’t believe you’ve met Mr. Nathan Rothschild.”
“No, I have not. How do you do, Mr. Rothschild?” The