A Beautiful Surrender
Chapter One
Katerina stared at the dais as if it was a sanctuary. Once she reached the top,
she'd relax. Balthazar held her back, pausing at the base of the dais and she
waited with him. Her brother, the diplomat in social affairs, always believed it
best to acknowledge the guests with a bow before ascending to their lofty perch.
He said it made them more human to the people they ruled. Except those in the
room were nobility, the pompous mixture of lords and ladies. They weren't the
peasants, the backbone of their existence.
She followed Balthazar's lead and gave a small nod to the left, then to the
right. Her gaze locked onto one person. Dreamy couldn't be a word used for a
man, it seemed-unmanly. Still, the word floated in place of conjuring another.
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