‘I don’t want you to walk back to the palace,’ she said. ‘But if you ruin this, I swear on the stars, I will never speak to you again. The count has to believe you’re a chaperone. We can tell him that you’re my cousin.’ ‘That’s not going to work unless you’re fine with him believing you have an inappropriate relationship with your cousin.’ Julian darted closer and pressed a quick kiss to her neck.
