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“That is so very sad” Felicia frowned over this information She looked across at the woman ould one day be queen and felt a stab of pity for her The duke’s hand went coly down her arm and took her hand

Reinhart, Felicia saw, had opened his eyes wide to stare at the a his wife had said as he stepped aside to allow her to enter

Reinhart bowed himself off, and when Freddy made an odd sound his wife remarked, “Dearest … you don’t like Reinhart, do you?”

Felicia knew that Freddy, a large and jovial man of feords, would not really respond to this, and he didn’t, saying only, “Who said I didn’t like him?”

Daffy said, “I know you, and I know you don’t seem to like him”

“But why doesn’t Freddy like hihed at Freddy’s expression

“Quite another story, and even I don’t know the whole,” Daffy said

“Let us hear it,” the duke stuck in “I know I as”

“Not now,” Freddy stuck in “It isladies in our care to know it”

“Nonsense, Freddy,” his wife said and laughed “It is ti to be forever hanging out for our Felicia”

“No, it ain’t the time,” Freddy returned and set his lips

The curtain started to rise, which saved Freddy so However, the duke, for one, resolved to have an answer on this score If Reinhart meant to foist himself in Felicia’s way, he would know more of him Not that Reinhart stood a chance In the end, there was only one man he meant for Felicia to have, and once she had a choice … well, he hoped it would be him

~ Twenty-Seven ~

THE EVENING HAD been perfection, Felicia thought as she slipped off her cloak and let it drop on a library chair

“Do you stay, Glen?” Daphne asked lightly