It showed too in her deep blue eyes as she held her head high so that the light breeze of her own making lifted the black hair from her neck and tossed it back into a wild mane. There was an almost primitive beauty about her, and an unmistakable air of pride that came from generations of noble fo...
Looking back along the gallery he inclined his head. 'Attend to Lizette,' he told her, 'and see me in an hour in my office.' He turned and went striding off along the gallery before Charlotte had fully recovered herself, and she watched him for a moment, until he got to the top of the stairs, the...