Chapter 35
“Well,” said Dante as he led her through the dance, “my brother will certainly think you’re the most intriguing of all the women here now that he can’t have you for this dance. I’ll wager that he’ll watch you like a hawk and won’t let you get away tonight.”
Cinder’s stomach clenched.
“Not that you need anything else beyond your lovely self and that mysterious mask,” he said.
He sounded somehow more princely than he did before. It was as if he had donned a mask himself.
This was a version of Dante that was different from the one she’d seen before. This Dante was in command of the room. He could deftly nudge another prince and literally dance his way through a political quagmire.
“You’re not one for conversation, are you, Lady…Thorn, was it?”
She nodded, keeping her eyes do
