Chapter Seventeen
Christopher tried really hard not to whoop with delight at this turn of events. He scolded himself harshly for being happy Lady Moreton was in pain. In truth, he was not. But he was thrilled to be able to put off going into this ball.
The more the lady had told him about all the people he would be meeting, the less confident he felt he could, in fact, face all these people. He used to love meeting new people, but now with each person he met, it was another opportunity for them to gasp, exclaim, or otherwise make it known to him how terrifying he looked.
He practically jumped from the carriage the moment the door was opened and the steps let down. He stopped and reached out a hand to assist the ladies. Of course, it would have been so much nicer if he could somehow conv
