Summary
Yearning for romance like the heroines in her favorite fantasy novels, Nadia found herself fixated on one overlooked detail—their complete lack of hygiene! It was simply too much to bear.
“Nadia, are you alright?”
“Please, keep your distance—ugh!”
As a noble lady with no concept of modern cleanliness, what options did she have? Then came whispers from the North: the reclusive Duke Claude had begun bathing obsessively since his injury.
“They say he’s gone mad! Bathing every day?”
“His family is frantic to find him a bride…”
Seizing the opportunity, she made her move. “Marry me, and you can bathe twice daily!”
His stunned silence was all the encouragement she needed. True love, it seemed, was finally within reach.