Mary Challoner
The Steady Sister with a Pistol and a Spine
A lady with lace, logic, and a loaded pistol.
You may imagine a proper young lady when you hear my name, but I assure you, I’ve fired a pistol in a moving carriage and stood my ground. I manage households, mend gowns, and keep my wits about me — especially when confronted by reckless marquesses. I do not swoon. I do not yield. I calculate, I act, and I protect what is mine.
What I'm Into: starched linens, a well-balanced ledger, French vineyards under moonlight, duels at dawn, a sister’s laughter
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