Chapter FiveZena took off her ball gown and her evening slippers, but did not undress any further.
She lay down on the bed, waiting with the door open for Kendric to return.
She kept wondering how they could have got into such an impossible position as they were in now.
It seemed cruel and inexcusable that she should have involved the Comte to the point where he was fighting the Marquis to save Kendric without understanding why Kendric had to accept it.
The idea of Kendric being wounded and perhaps even killed in a duel in Paris was so horrifying that she found it difficult to think straight.
She was quite certain that if he fought a duel, even if he was victorious, somebody would become aware of who he was, and they would then have to explain not only to their father, but to the whol
