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The Final Dance

"Your Grace." She bowed, seductively, allowing him a perfect view of her bosom, he was nauseated. "It is a surprise to see you." She chuckled. "I thought you abhor these sorts of gatherings. It is lovely though, she has put a great amount of effort into its preparation." He was quiet. "Although, I wouldn't say it is up to par as the ball your mother held in my honour. Remember? The one she held right in that ballroom."

Charles said nothing. Lady Cossington planted herself beside him, smiling too brightly. The seductive glint in her eyes was hard to miss. He doubted she would want him to miss it.

"My brother thinks I must apologize for vexing you, so here I am." He cast her a sidelong look. She had offended Beth, but would apologized to him? She sighed, her voice losing the annoying seductive edge. "Are you still angry with me? You should not be. I am indeed sorry." She smiled sheepishly, her eyes widening with the scheming innocence of a debutante. "Do you realize this is the first ti
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