Page 61 of A Vision of Flame


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It’s easy to let Damien lead, knowing he has just as much going through his head after the previous few days. What would I do without him? Honestly, I might be setting something on fire.

The song ended, but Damien didn’t release her. “One more dance. Then I’ll trust enough of the wine to be out of your system.”

The next song was slower, which was appreciated because Evelyn was getting dizzy.

“Where is Prince Alexander?” she asked.

“He’s around here somewhere,” Damien said evasively. “I saw you dancing with Lord Nicolas earlier. What did you talk about?”

“You,” Evelyn replied honestly.

“Me? Oh, do tell.”

“He said you spent aneveningwith him a long time ago.”

“He only admitted toonenight?” Damien gave her a wolfish grin. “Are you jealous?”

“Of you? No.”

“What about jealous of him?”

Evelyn blushed and smacked his arm. “No!”

I totally don’t care that Nicolas knows whether Damien is as good in bed as he is at dancing. I’m not even thinking about that.

Damien laughed. “You make it too easy to tease you.”

They went quiet, enjoying the dance. Evelyn kept her eyes on him.

What happens if Leo doesn’t dance with me tonight? Will I stay with Damien? Would I be okay with that?

No, Leo promised to dance with me tonight. I just have to be patient.

Damien pulled her closer. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” she answered distractedly, staring at his dark eyelashes.

“What are you and Leo doing?”

Evelyn blinked. “What do you mean?”

“Are you…” Damien hesitated. “Is it real? Do you truly care about him?”

“Of course I do. Why are you asking me?”

“You haven’t been here very long, Evelyn. There’s a lot about Leo you don’t know.”

“Like what?”

Damien’s brows drew together. “How many siblings does he have? Are his parents alive? What’s his last name? Where did he grow up? What does he do when he’s not with you? Has he been engaged before? What color are his eyes with the illusion?”

Evelyn’s heart sank.

Did I ask Leo anything about himself in the past week?

Damien was watching her closely. “Do you know the answer to any of those questions?”

“No,” Evelyn admitted.