The night had begun to fall when I, Liliane von Hohenberg, stood in front of the large door of the Hohenberg family home to see off Duke Tristan von Blackwood—the handsome guest, full of mysterious aura, and dangerous to my cardiovascular system.
But before his step reached the courtyard, I remembered something very important—more important than family dignity, even more important than noble reputation!
I looked at Duke Tristan and said quickly, "Duke, wait here for a moment!"
Without waiting for an answer, I ran as fast as possible to my room. My long gown waved like a flag of a kingdom at war, and my maids screamed frantically behind me, "Young Mistress, be careful of the stairs!"
But love—or more precisely, the Cupid mission—knows no fear.
I arrived at my room, opened the closet, and grabbed the three most prestigious romance books in my private collection:
1. Love Behind the Mask and Scandal,
2. Strategy for Conquering a Lady Who Doesn't Believe in Love, and
