Perrington studied her closely. “You seem out of spirits today, Lady Kaltain.” “Do I?” She cocked her head in her coyest expression. “Perhaps today pales in comparison to the fun I had at the ball last night.” The duke’s black eyes bored into her, though, and he frowned as he put a hand on her elbow and steered her on. “You needn’t pretend with me. I noticed you watching the Crown Prince.” Kaltain gave away nothing as she raised her manicured brows and looked sidelong at him. “Was I?” Perrington ran a meaty finger down the spine of a fern. The black ring on his finger pulsed, and her head gave
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