Chapter Nineteen
Ian’s gaze burned into Helena’s back as she slid her arm into the unknown noble’s beside her. She couldn’t claim to know many of the wealthy people of Madra since she spent her life cooped up in the palace. But there was something about him… His smile oozed with charm and with his handsome face, she was sure he had the ladies of Madra chasing after him.
His tailcoat with gold buttons spoke of wealth.
But unlike Ian Tenyson, his eyes were not those of a predator. They held something… kinder.
She spied her father speaking to a few of his advisors, paying no attention to her. Stev’s eyes followed her, but he didn’t rise. He’d have a few guards trail them in the gardens, no doubt.
As soon as she stepped through the door to the gardens, the cool night air struck her and sh
