CHAPTER THIRTEENIt was as this dance ended that Katalin and Alexandru took their chance. Before I could guess what they were about, Zarescu had crossed the floor and was approaching the Count. I felt a stab of unease. I saw the Count shrug, then wave his arm a little exaggeratedly to the Captain to precede him.
“What is he doing?” I asked slowly, as Katalin came to stand beside me.
“He is asking for my hand,” Katalin said softly.
I closed my eyes. “And you think your father will say yes, just because he beat Alex at cards?”
She stared at me. Clearly, she had drunk far too much champagne. “Don’t you think it’s a good idea?”
“No,” I said faintly, “I don’t. Katalin, your father will explode, and what he says so publicly, he could never reverse! If I were you, I would stop Alex now, befor
