Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.

One should do what one is best at on as large a scale as possible.

You do realise modern social mores exist for a reason?" "I was hungry, allowances should be made.

Ah, Lady Maccon, how lovely. I did wonder when you would track us down.” “I was unavoidably delayed by husbands and Ivys,” explained Alexia. “These things, regrettably, are bound to occur when one is married and befriended.

She filed the image away as an excellent and insulting question to ask the earl at an utterly inappropriate future moment.

The Pantechnicon stored and distributed a good deal of furniture as well. The very idea of a lady of good breeding visiting such a place. There would be tables lying about, on their sides, naked! Not to mention flaccid dirigibles! Alexia shuddered at the very idea.

Steampunk is...the love child of Hot Topic and a BBC costume drama