'You did well,' Alexander greeted her, as they rode with Duke Kurt and Father Gianpietro in a carriage to the cathedral, where a mass would take place.
'Although I trembled at first when all those looks measured me from head to toe?'
'You probably make me more beautiful. As you spoke, did you notice that there was not a single murmur? They were mesmerized! '
'There was even someone who was sick to the stomach, actually,' Lex remembered. That deconcentrated her speech.
"Your Highness should review the order about keeping Lady Duvignes in prison. You know she's not a traitor, and she didn't plot Prince Alexander's death. It was all a big mess, as she told me," began Duke Kurt, putting his hand out of the carriage window to feel the wind.