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“Would you like to dance?” Prince Bertrand asked. She blinked at him. “I’ll be safer with you as a dance partner than anyone else,” he said. “And my father will eventually force me to dance.” “Of course, Your Highness.”

“Is there something wrong, Your Highness?” Lady Micah asked him. “You look…” “Ridiculous?” That wouldn’t have been his words for it. Not at all. “I told my father not to force me to attend,” Lady Micah said. “I hope he regrets it. I am an Erembour. My place in is the shadows.” And beside him, […]

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 […]