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Miles’s hands catch , his skin war, too, his face shiny with sweat, his hair escaping whatever gel he used to slick it down this evening, and this flutter starts up into do with the dance
It’s so startling that I let go of his hands, which is a bad idea becauseinto the people near us Luckily the dance is so wild that no one really notices, but Miles frowns a little, a trio of wrinkles popping up between his brows
"Are you all right?" he asks, and I nod, pressing a hand to uess"
He goes to leadmy hand to hold it out at hiet some air!"
I pretty e not to lose a shoe
Instead of heading for the balcony where Miles ht be alone in the ht now, I turn down a di a deep breath
Okay
Okay
I did not just have chest flutters for Miles Those were heart palpitations caused by the crazy dance and nothingto ainst the wall, a kind of spindly little thing embroidered with a nature scene Shepherdess with her flock, soft-purplemy hands on , the tiara onfroer cliché at this point?
"That chair belonged to Queen Margaret I," a voice says, andin the hallway, hands clasped in front of her, posture as regal and terrifying as ever She’s wearing a er tiara than mine, and I bet it never hurts her head I bet she can’t even feel it
"It’s nice," I finally say, because what else do you say to so like that?
"No one is allowed to sit in it," she continues, and I bite back a sigh
Great Of all the chairs, I accidentally plopped ive a quick curtsy like Glynnis taught n Or a rope around it"
"That’s because anyone who visits this house should already know about that chair," the queen says, and, , consider me dressed down
There are about a hundred s to fly out ofthe queen is not going to help , it would not be worth it
Maybe
"I’ aze
Finally, she asks, "Have you seen my son?"
"Seb?"
Her nostrils flare "Prince Sebastian, yes"
I shakeoutwith Lady Ta ata bit, but apparently she decides to believea crisp nod "Very well I haven’t seen Ta to know each other better"
With that, she turns and heads back for the ballroos If the queen is headed in that direction, I a in the opposite
I turn and roan when I see who’s standing at the other end