“Is he yelling right now?”
Gerard and Camille were spinning around the dance floor. She was laughing at something he said. He wore a true smile that Evelyn hadn’t seen before.
“No,” she admitted, feeling less antagonistic.
“I was at their wedding, you know,” King Tristan said. “A royal wedding is always a big event. All the lords in both kingdoms were invited. Best cake I’ve ever had, probably from Taste magic.”
“Illusions have to be good for something.”
Her father chuckled. “I suppose there will be another wedding soon.”
Hannah and Alexander… I still haven’t seen him tonight.
“Has the prince proposed yet?” Evelyn asked. “Has he even asked for your permission?”
“Not yet, no.”
Evelyn was irritated, and another glance at Leo didn’t help. “Then maybe there won’t be a wedding!”
“Don’t you want your sister to get married?” King Tristan asked.
“Sure, if she loves Alexander. But Hannah’s spent, what, anhourwith him all week? She doesn’t even know him.”
“Okay, what about you?” He poked Evelyn’s arm affectionately. “You’ve been spending a lot of time with Captain Fontaine. I’m sure you know him quite well by now.”
Is everyone’s father such a gossip?
“Damien is my friend. That’s all.”
“Gwyneth and I were friends before we got married.”
“Good for you.”
“Damien is the son of a lord. It would be a good match.”
I can’t… Maybe if things were different, I could imagine being with Damien. But he’s not interested in me, especially after his sort-of girlfriend Angelina died in the explosion two nights ago. Anyway, I’m with Leo. Or I’m supposed to be.
I would also like to know what happened to Haydn. Did he survive? Is he in the hospital? I was only with him for a short time in the bar, but there was something about him… If I hadn’t been there with Leo and the night hadn’t literally ended in flames, I would’ve left with Haydn. I hope he’s okay.
Good news: The song ended, bringing a stop to the conversation Evelyn did not wish to have with her father.
Bad news: Damien showed up. And he wassmirking.
“Did I hear my name?”
“No!” Evelyn said too loudly.
“There you are, Captain Fontaine,” King Tristan said excitedly. “We were just talking about weddings.”
“No, we weren’t,” Evelyn growled.
“I told her about Gerard and Camille’s wedding. You are both too young to have attended a royal wedding, but they’re great fun.”
Evelyn huffed. “When the people getting married arein love, I’m sure weddings are wonderful.”
Damien was looking between father and daughter when his eyes suddenly went wide.
King Tristan frowned. “Something wrong?”
