CHAPTER 8“I must offer you my felicitations, Miss Lambourn, “on your approaching marriage,” the Countess of Wiltshire said formally as the ladies met in the Grand Salon after dinner.
Camilla inclined her head and murmured her thanks. She felt overwhelmed by the exotic beauty of the woman speaking to her.
Anastasia was wearing a gown of blood red satin, so vivid in colour and shaped so seductively to her figure that she made every other woman in the room look drab and uninteresting.
There were rubies sparkling in her hair and round her long ivory-white neck and Camilla could understand why the gentlemen clustered round her and seemed to have eyes for no one else.
It was a large dinner party, nearly all of the guests being en route for Meldenstein and the Wedding that was to take place t
