A Historical Tidbit
Long before Hans Christian Andersen and the Brothers Grimm, there was a writer by the name of Charles Perrault. He was the author of The Tales of Mother Goose, and the father of fairy tales who started the beloved genre. Perrault lived in seventeenth-century France during the reign of the Sun King, Louis XIV. Louis was a lusty king. And his glittering court was as salacious as it was elegant.
During this most wicked time period, Perrault created his fairy tales from folklore he’d heard many times, stories that have delighted people for centuries: Sleeping Beauty, Little Red Riding Hood, Puss in Boots, and Bluebeard—to name a few.
A MIDNIGHT DANCE is based on his famous fairy tale . . . Cinderella. We don’t know what the original tale was like. Or what specific changes Perrault made to it. But perhaps, just perhaps the original story went something like this . . .
BOOK BLURB: Born into wealth, Sabine Laurent and her twin sister lived a life of luxury, their father’s prestigious theater frequented by royalty and aristocracy alike. And Sabine dreamed of her own prince charming—the devastatingly handsome Jules de Moutier.
That was before the loss of her sister and her family’s fall from grace—a disaster Sabine blames on the Moutier family. Now, with her father’s death, she’s inherited his sizable debt and the responsibility of caring for his spoiled long-time mistress and her two wastrel daughters. But with the help of Sabine’s eccentric friends—the balance of her father’s acting troupe—she plans to get very close to her old infatuation, seduce the rake—and make away with a fortune.
Resisting Jules’s skillful mouth and tantalizing touch is not as easy as Sabine supposed. And soon she must decide whether her desire for vengeance is greater than her desire for her one and only prince…
August 1658–Just past the stroke of midnight…
This was sheer madness.
But what choice did she have?
Sabine Laurent struggled to maintain a brave facade before her two younger cousins.
The flickering flames of the campfire ahead drew closer and closer as her cousin Gerard drove their cart through the darkened forest. Her heart thundering in her ears, she could barely hear the crunching of twigs and leaves beneath the wooden wheels.
Robert, Gerard’s younger brother, sat silently in the back with the flagons of wine, the very air around them thick with tension and trepidation.
“Sabine, what if this goes terribly wrong?” Gerard whispered, his tone laced with dread.
That was the very question tormenting her. She prayed she wasn’t leading them to their death. But then, if they didn’t have the funds they owed in two weeks, they were all dead anyway. Not just the three of them, but the balance of her family, who were at home, thankfully unaware of what she was about to do. Unaware that at the marketplace, mere hours ago, she’d stumbled upon the very miracle they needed.
“You will call me Elise. Not Sabine. All will be well if we do not deviate from the plan,” she managed to say firmly, her tone belying her mounting fear. For the first time since her father’s death last month, there was a glimmer of hope. A way to clear their debts and spare their lives.
A means to more than restore her family’s fortune.
A means to search for Isabelle…Her throat tightened instantly. She missed her sister more than she could allow herself to feel. The pain was too excruciating to bear.
Isabelle was her other half. Her heart and soul now empty without her.
Sabine took in a quiet breath and steeled her courage.
Just ahead, in the heavily guarded camp, there was a wealth in silver.
And by God, she was going to steal it.
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