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Bertrand ignored his handlers as he strode across the ballroom, determined to be introduced to the young woman. As he approached, she turned to him and smiled. An expression that didn’t reach her eyes. “Your Highness,” Lady Micah Erembour dipped a courtesy to him. “Where are your guards?” Prince Bertrand stared at his spymaster’s daughter […]

That’s when he saw her. Rather than the pretty pastels the other young ladies wore, she was dressed in scarlet. A color to warn predators that she was not prey. Her ebony hair was piled into an elaborate coif, and her lips were the same color as her gown. She glided among those gathered, head […]

Prince Bertrand’s father cajoled him into attending. At least it was easy to maintain the arrogant and stoic façade of a prince. There was little there worth his time or attention. Maybe he could convince Hugo Aldarius and Leander Essen to get into mischief with him after the stupid ball.