Kel was so used to the banquet routine that her mind was on other things as she carried the finger bowl and towel to Lord Raoul’s table. As she offered them to his female companion, she looked into violet eyes. Kel dropped the bowl, splattering Lady Alanna’s indigo skirts and Lord Raoul’s spruce green hose. “I’m sorry,” Raoul said wickedly as Kel mopped up the spill. “Should I have warned you?” Kneeling on the ground, Kel saw Alanna kick Raoul in the shin.
