“Did you see a woman in a white dress come this way?” At once, I grabbed the prince’s collar, pulling him so close every soft part of me pressed up against his solid chest. “We must pretend,” I whispered, “that we are sweethearts—” He reached for the jangot, tying two ribbons and thus securing the veil that covered me like a hooded cloak. Gentle hands then held my wrist. “Perhaps you might release my collar. You will appear less like you are strangling me.”
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