She never forgot the man who defended her. He never imagined she would remember.

Lady Sophia Rowlandson has spent years mastering the art of quiet composure, and in her entire life, the façade was breached only once. When attending a country ball at the young age of fifteen, she overheard a gentleman call her a lackwit. Mortified beyond reason—and fearing it was only all too true—she was saved by an unexpected champion, and Mr. Harewood’s gallant words lingered long after he left for the Peninsula.