title: The Secret Bride (In The Court of Henry VIII, Book 1)
author:  Diane Haeger 
description: Though it takes a long time to admit it to herself, Mary Tudor (1496-1553)-the headstrong, gorgeous, obedient, and favorite sister of Henry VIII-ardently loves the inappropriate but dashing Charles Brandon, 1st Duke of Suffolk. Neither she nor Suffolk, however, can tell Henry, for it would seem a betrayal: Henry has arranged Mary's marriage to France's King Louis XII,and no one knows better than Mary that Henry he is not to be crossed. But it's a long way to that point in the latest historical from Haeger (The Perfect Royal Mistress), who begins in Mary's girlhood, and includes everyone from Katherine of Aragon and Cardinal Wolsey to Francois I of France and a young Anne Boleyn. While one doesn't get a firm sense of passing time along the way, Haeger delivers complexities of court and duty plausibly and with aplomb. <br />Copyright  Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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  ##
  
  
  The Rebellious Bride
  
  
  **by
  
  
  Francesca Shaw**
  
  
  
  
  
  ### Table of Contents
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 1**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 2**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 3**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 4**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 5**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 6**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 7**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 8**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 9**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 10**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 11**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 12**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 13**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 14**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 15**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 16**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 17**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 18**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 19**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 20**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 21**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  **Chapter 22**
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## _
  
  
  Chapter One_
  
  
  **L** ove at
  
  
  first sight was not something in which Miss Sophia Haydon believed—not, that
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  until nine-thirty in the evening of the thirtieth of March. The sensation hit
  
  
  her with the force of a blow, and she could only be thankful for her discreet
  
  
  veil. The fine net which shielded her blushing cheeks from the rest of the
  
  
  audience also, thankfully, hid her from the 