
I ducked under a faded coronation banner that still whipped proudly above a milliner’s storefront, and paused to scan the knot of Londoners clumped together in the inn’s courtyard. Stepping away from my mark, I smiled easily and strolled forward a few lazy paces along the crowd’s edge just another young English lady, out enjoying the day’s spectacle. I shoved it deep into the folds of my overskirt with perhaps a bit more force than necessary. But the fat purse I’d just lifted from an unsuspecting lord now felt too heavy in my hand. To my credit I didn’t even flinch as I caught sight of the boy’s white-blond hair bouncing through the crowd.

Mule-brained Tommy Farrow would ruin everything. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. With danger lurking around every corner, can she stay alive-and protect the crown? But it’s hard to trust her heart in a place where royal formalities and masked balls hide the truth: Not everyone is who they appear to be. As threats to the kingdom begin to mount, Meg can’t deny her growing attraction to one of the dashing Spanish courtiers. The Spanish Court is visiting, and with them come devious plots and hidden political motives. Meg’s natural abilities as a spy prove useful in this time of unrest.

Instead of rotting in prison like she expected, she’s whisked away to the court of Queen Elizabeth and pressed into royal service, where she joins four other remarkable girls in the Maids of Honor, the Queen’s secret society of protectors. Orphan Meg Fellowes makes her living picking pockets-until she steals from the wrong nobleman. In this breathtaking start to a series, a secret society of young women make up Elizabeth I’s most trusted royal guard.
