Rolissa
Rolissa was not sure which she could trust less -- her fiance or her heart.

"Whom And When I marry Must Be My Own Decision."
Lady Rolissa Amberly firmlystated her case in front of her entire family, despite the fact that marriage by arrangement was not foreign to her. After all, the dark-haired beauty had expected to marry Anson Talmade from the time that she was four. But now she was eighteen and suddenly eligible, for poor Anson had fallen from his horse and met his Maker. However, the Amberlys and the Talmades agreed that Anson's younger brother Carson would be a perfectly sensible new fiance...even if London gossipmongers claimed he did his brother in so as to acquire the title of Earl of Ondridge. Pity Rolissa! Dashing and aristocratic, Carson ws quite a catch, but Rolissa would have none of him. And when she finally yielded to his charms, subtle clues made her wonder: were the rumors about him true?