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superior had always followed a rigid schedule. Then Alesandra came into her life, and schedules became nonexistent. The nun didn’t like chaos, but chaos and Alesandra seemed to go hand in hand. Yet the minute the strong-willed princess walked out of the office, the mother superior’s eyes filled with tears. It was as though the sun had just been covered with dark clouds.
    Heaven help her, she was going to miss the imp and her antics.

Chapter
    2

    London, England, 1820
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    T hey’d called him the Dolphin. He’d called her the Brat. Princess Alesandra didn’t know why her guardian’s son Colin had been given the nickname of a sea mammal, but she was well aware of the reason behind his nickname for her. She’d earned it. She really had been a brat when she was a little girl, and the only time Colin and his older brother, Caine, had been in her company, she’d misbehaved shamefully. Granted, she had been very young—spoiled, too—a natural circumstance given the fact that she was an only child and was constantly being doted upon by relatives and servants alike. But her parents had both been gifted with patient natures, and they ignored her obnoxious behavior until she finally outgrew the temper tantrums and learned a little restraint.
    Alesandra had been very young when her parents took her with them to England for a short visit. She had only a vague memory of the Duke and Duchess of Williamshire, didn’t remember the daughters at all, and only had a hazy recollection of the two older sons. Caine and Colin. They were both giants in her mind, but then she had been very little and they had both been fully grown men. Her memory had probably exaggerated their size. She was certain she wouldn’t be able to recognize either brother in a crowd today. She hoped Colin had forgotten her past behavior as well as the fact that he’d called her a brat. Getting along with Colin would make everything so much easier to endure. The two duties she was about to undertake were going to be difficult, and having a safe haven at the end of each day was really quite imperative.
    She had arrived in England on a dreary Monday morning and had immediately been taken to the Duke of Williamshire’s country estate. Alesandra hadn’t been feeling well, but believed her queasy stomach was due to anxiety. She was quick to recover, for she was welcomed into the family with sincerity and affection. Both the duke and duchess treated her as one of their own. Her awkwardness soon dissipated. She wasn’t given special consideration, and was even allowed to speak her own mind every now and again. There was only one argument of substance between Alesandra and her guardian. He and his wife were going to escort her to London and open their town house for the season. Alesandra made over fifteen appointments, but just a few days before they were scheduled to leave for the city, both the duke and duchess became quite ill.
    Alesandra wanted to go alone. She insisted she didn’t want to be a bother to anyone and suggested that she rent her own town house for the season. The duchess had palpitations over the mere thought, but Alesandra held her ground. She reminded her guardian she was an adult, after all, and she could certainly take care of herself. The duke wouldn’t hear of such talk. The debate raged for days. In the end it was decided that Alesandra would take up residence with Caine and his wife, Jade, while she was in London.
    Unfortunately, just the day before she was supposed to arrive, both Caine and Jade came down with the same mysterious ailment currently afflicting the duke and duchess and their four daughters.
    The only choice left was Colin. If Alesandra hadn’t already scheduled so many appointments with her father’s associates, she would have stayed in the country until her guardian had recovered. She didn’t want to inconvenience Colin, especially after hearing from his