What Does One Do at a Ball (other than dance)?
I’m Katharine Ashe, virtual owner of the blog today, and for my final post of the day I’m going where Regency authors and readers simply adore going . . . to the ballroom!
I’m a big fan of Regency-era ballrooms. Some of you may know that I host a very special blog with several other amazing authors of historical romance. It’s called . . . (drum roll) . . . The Ballroom Blog! (We’re excessively clever at titles, I know.) To summarize: every Monday, Thursday and Saturday we have loads of fun gossiping about heroes (especially heroes with excellent legs) and heroines and teasing our fabulous hostess, Lady Beaufetheringstone (pronounced “Batman”, but we all call her Lady B). In fact, it’s really Lady B’s ballroom and she’s simply fabulous to put up with us all, especially when we use her and her ballroom in our books.
Which brings me to the heart of my final post here today!
In How a Lady Weds a Rogue, Wyn and Diantha find themselves at the ball of the season hosted by Lady B herself in her Mayfair mansion. All sorts of shenanigans ensue, and . . . to put it briefly . . . Wyn and Diantha don’t only dance together at this ball. If you catch my meaning. You see, Lady B happens to have a garden that is conveniently filled with hedges and statues and other objects behind which, undetected, a couple might . . . Well, I can’t give away all of the details, now can I? That wouldn’t be ladylike. (Though it would be wonderfully author-like, I daresay.)
Wyn and Diantha’s encounter in Lady B’s garden isn’t the only rendezvous at a ball I’ve included in my books. Nearly all of my love stories include romantic ballroom assignations, not the least of which is my Falcon Club spin-off short story, “Ask Me To Dance.”
The Comte de Vaucoeur should never have attended the ball knowing Lady Fiona Blackwood would be there. Fiona should never have beckoned to the comte after weeks of only staring. And perhaps if both of them had behaved as they should, they would never have found themselves escaping disaster, soaking wet, and in each other’s arms.
Sometimes a simple London ball can turn into the greatest adventure of all…
Oh, how I do love adventure!
For my final question and giveaway today, I’m going to ask you to get scandalously creative: What outrageous adventure can you imagine having at a society ball? One randomly chosen commenter will win an autographed copy of How To Be a Proper Lady (which happens to feature a post-ball encounter of epically steamy proportions) and one of my gorgeous limited edition latte & tea mugs. (This giveaway is limited to mailing addresses within the U.S. and Canda only. A winner will be drawn by 11pm Monday 10/8.)
That’s it for me today, lovelies!
Thanks for coming along today, and thanks to my wonderful hosts at CTR. I hope you’ve all had as much fun as I have!