In the air-conditioned cool of the palace, she wondered if the hectic colour had faded from her cheeks and for once she gave thanks to the veil which concealed them from the Sultan. But there were other signs, too. She knew that. The mirror had told her so when she’d looked in it a short while ago. Had the telltale glitter disappeared from her eyes? She prayed it had. Because if her clever and dictatorial brother Murat ever guessed how she had spent that particular afternoon... If he had any idea that she had given her virginity to a man who had been a stranger to her. She shivered. He would kill her. ‘Of course I was listening,’ she defended. His black eyes narrowed. ‘So I was saying...what?’ Leila swallowed as she searched around in the fog of her memory for something to remind her. ‘Something about the banquet you’re holding tonight.’ ‘Very good, Leila.’ He nodded.
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