Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
ridiculous, and his neckcloth was tied in the intricate Osbaldeston. The finish on his Hessians even had Marcus looking for his reflection in their surface. A striped waistcoat in cream and brown, biscuit-coloured pantaloons, gloves, and a cane completed his outfit.
“And I think Cousin Helena looks very fetching, as well.”
Helena demurred, although her best walking dress, in a rich honey colour with a double flounce around the hem and blond lace trim on the bodice and wrists, became her admirably. She draped a lovely Norwich silk shawl around her shoulders. A hat with a jaunty feather, tan kid gloves, and a matching reticule finished off her ensemble.
“I think she looks beautiful,” said Victoria. “Maybe some handsome man will decide to fall in love with her.”
Rotherham’s face darkened, and Helena hastily said, “How nonsensical we are all becoming today, and we haven’t even left the house. Is the carriage ready, Cousin Vernon?” She looked at him.
Rotherham said, “I thought we should go in the barouche.”