Chapter 34
Seating on a couch, the Lady was reading a book with only a one lited candle in the room, placed on a table near her.
The flame was bathing her in warm dim light, giving the locks of her wavy hair a bronze shade where the light fell.
Nevertheless, her expression was empty of emotion and her eyes seemed duller than earlier.
The Crown Prince frowned slightly at the sight of a death-like face. The contrast to the one he saw at the ball… was abysmal.
Suddenly, the woman moved.
His gaze followed the movement of a hand she had lifted to get the loose hair that obstructed her sight out of the way. To her action, he observed how the nightgown slid down her shoulder, slowly.
Peeking out...white skin under the warm light… More of the hidden cleavage could be seen… a hint of her breast's shape flashed…such a combination felt sensually dangerous.