The only dress she could wear was the one she had worn the previous night with Harry. Because it suited her so well, Charles thought she looked even lovelier than she had then. He had eaten dinner with many women and yet he could not remember ever having one with a woman who did not talk about herself incessantly or flirt with him. Rania plied him with plenty of questions about his house, which he was delighted to answer. They had a few little arguments on issues of history and to his surprise Charles had to admit that she was right and he was wrong. When they both walked into the drawing room after dinner, Rania said, “It is so exciting being able to talk to you as I have had no one to talk to as we have tonight since Papa died.” “What about Harry?” enquired Charles. “Oh, Harry talks about horses and the estate and, of course, most of our discussions have been pretty gloomy lately.”
