He flashed her an innocent smile. “Od’s fish, my dear, but you are looking well this evening.” It was true. Her shoulder-length silver-blond hair gleamed in the candlelight from the blazing chandeliers. Her figure was tall and willowy rather than curvy, but she carried herself regally, and her ivory satin gown accentuated her pale beauty. The complete opposite of Amy’s coloring. He shook himself. Whatever had made that pop into his head?
