You are NOT going to that ball!” Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. He caressed her tenderly, with no trace of the Sebastian who had previously knocked her off her feet with a slap across the mouth. She examined Michelle’s pale face. “Morning, Mom. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. Moving to the shuttered window, Melusine dragged the heavy drapes back.
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