Alexander
It was treading dangerous ground, walking with an unescorted duchess. In this case, I felt like I was the maiden, ensuring that Mara’s chaperone was not too far away lest I lose my reputation. I was fortunate the young woman, Lady Christina, understood the panic in my eyes. She walked a few paces behind. Though her eyes seemed caught by the beautiful scenery of white sand, rugged cliffs, crystal clear water, and purplish moonflowers, she was at a safe distance.
For some reason, I had not seen my brother and Elena for a while. Was this the plan all along? Get us in some scandalous situation to force a marriage? At least, in the case of Evan and Elena, the two seemed ready to join themselves in holy matrimony. Somehow, though, I could not picture my brother being a doting husba
