was engaged to him. Engaged. To the Duke of Manning.
“Now, your Grace, you must dance with your fiancée,” Lady Arnold cried. “I absolutely insist.”
And now she had to dance, too? Emily’s legs were so weak she was sure she couldn’t take a step let alone dance. “No,” she whispered.
Nicholas took her hand again, holding her close as if he sensed her stunned state. The look in his own eyes was also quite disbelieving. There would be no escape among the stars for either of them, not now.
“I think my bride is a bit tired from all the excitement this evening,” he said. “Perhaps a glass of water and a place to sit down is more in order.”
He smiled at her, and she forced herself to smile back. Yes—no escape indeed.
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