As Sacha stared at him incredulously, she asked,
“And – Deirdre accepted it?”
“Of course she did. You cannot imagine that somebody who considers herself the most beautiful woman in England would wish to be married to a blind husband who will never be able to see her?”
“But – you lied!”
“Just a little white lie,” the Duke agreed, “to save her pride. I cannot believe that she would be pleased if I had told her that I was already married to somebody I loved with all my heart and who, in my opinion, is not only much more beautiful than she is but lovelier than any woman who ever existed, except perhaps for the Goddess Aphrodite!”
“That – too is a – lie.”
“No, my precious, it is the truth,” the Duke contradicted her. “Your cousin is very beautiful, no one could deny that, but her beauty i
