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Corran Lennox loved his father. It was clear and plain in the young man's actions and expressions. However, Corran knew his father's pride in honor and title and though he respected such pride, he generally felt an aversion to it. Though born of a wealthy ranking and entitled to most everything a gentleman could want, he preferred the periphery to the limelight. He could never be comfortable in circles of elegant, arrogant women and stuffy starched gentlemen and he abhorred the cold, spacious rooms and echoing halls of his father's manor. Instead, his constant companion was his horse and his haunts were the fresh forests and hills of Lennox land. He was on uncommonly friendly terms with his father's tenants and workers, with whom he shared his thoughts and conversation. Many of them knew Sir Edward's plans to bequeath the Lennox estate to his second son Corran and could not have been more pleased, for they greatly esteemed the open and amiable character of the young man.

To the rich young women, Mr. Corran William Lennox was the most eligible, sighed-after young gentleman in the country.

Too bad he avoided them like the plague.