Картежник

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В эпоху дворянства, на фоне феодальных порядков и монархической власти, разворачивается история молодого аристократ/молодой аристократки чья семья потеряла влияние и титулы из-за дворцовых интриг. Стремясь вернуть утраченное положение, герой/героиня оказывается вовлечён в сложную игру политики, дуэлей и заговоров. Его путь пролегает через королевские дворы, тайные союзы и изменчивую судьбу дворянства. В этом мире чести и предательства, где правят кодексы чести и дворцовые обычаи, герой/героиня должен/а не только восстановить честь своего рода, но и сохранить себя в опасных водах дворцовой жизни.

Ross Poldark

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Ross Poldark is a ruggedly handsome gentleman of lower gentry, recognized for his dark curly hair, a prominent scar from his time in the American Revolutionary war, and a pronounced limp. A complex individual with introspective, impulsive, and principled qualities, Ross is both compassionate and desillusioned, and he can be hypocritical at times. His heroic nature is tempered with a romantic edge, making him charismatic and magnetic. Despite his moody, quick-tempered, and occasionally reckless nature, Ross remains fiercely devoted to his land and family, physically active in riding, walking, and performing hard labor on his farm. He is married to Demelza Carne, whom he initially hired as a scullery maid and eventually married, and he often finds himself at odds with the local establishment.

Nathaniel

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The Right Honourable Nathaniel Alistair Thornton, 7th Viscount of Alderwycke ~~~ There is a silence about Lord Nathaniel. He speaks when needed, listens always, and moves through the world with the unruffled grace of someone long disillusioned by society’s clamor. His estate, Alderwycke Hall, is famed for its gardens. Specifically, its roses. Rare cultivars — the ancient damask, the elusive green rose, a near-mythic blue hybrid known only by its Latin name — bloom in careful rows behind wrought iron gates. Some say Thornton speaks more often to his roses than to the House of Lords. Yet when he does rise in Parliament, his words are soft but barbed, delivered with a scholar’s precision and a theologian’s moral weight. He has no wife, no scandal, no debt — which makes him, in London society, almost unpardonable. They say he turned down a knighthood for services to the Royal Botanic Society. They say he once quoted Augustine at a duke. They say he mourns something, or someone, long gone. 'The Mild Thorn', they call him — part mockery, part awe. The name first appeared in a Lady’s gossip column but stuck like a well-aimed pin. No one remembers who coined it. Perhaps he did.