He could make her skin crawl without even trying. Looking away, she folded the damned list of names and slipped it into her pocket. “Your Eminence.” She cleared her throat. “I have your permission to withdraw? I confess I’m feeling somewhat overwhelmed.” Marlan nodded. “By all means, you may leave us. You have until this time tomorrow to ponder the list. As I’m sure your father warned you, no further names may be added to it.” He glanced at Henrik Linfoi. “ No further names, Your Highness. Misplaced romanticism has no business here, and as a minor in law you have no authority in this matter.” She felt herself flush. Oh, Alasdair. This is so unfair . “Yes, Your Eminence. I understand.” His elegant finger touched her cheek, lightly. “For your sake I hope so. Be certain to spend some of yo

