“Oh, Slade. Thank you for your heroic rescue.” Her gaze cut over to where To’kel’s body lay. The human waiters had covered the dreadful thing with a tablecloth, lest the ball be ruined by his dead, gaping eyes staring at the dancers. Still, it was a dark cloud against the shining sun of their future. “Shall we never know a moment of peace? Will our enemies always pursue us?” “It is the price of being valiant and good, My Eternal One. Villains always seek you out.” He regarded her tenderly. “But, we shall prevail. It’s a town full losers and we’re pullin’ outta here to win.” Eternal Passion at Sunset- Chapter Twelve Karalynn wasn’t meeting his gaze. Since they left the carriage, she’d been doing her best to look everywhere but him. Her chocolate brown eyes stayed fixed on the huge, neoclassical buildings of the Court of Honor as they walked towards the ball. Gigantic structures, covered in windows and ornate decoration, they were the centerpiece of the fairgrounds. The guidebooks already dubbed the display the White City.
