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She paused and then added, “Even if I had a – chaperone.” “Quite frankly, I think a chaperone would be a confounded nuisance,” the Prince said. “But I want to show you the decorations or, shall I say, I want to talk to you. I have a feeling that any moment you will disappear back into the bowels of the earth.” Two dimples appeared on either side of Angelina’s mouth. “Grandmama would not take that as a compliment.” “Stop teasing me and be sensible,” the Prince said. “If I may not be allowed to take you to see the decorations, where else could we go?” Angelina looked at him wide-eyed. “I have a feeling, sir, that whatever Grandmama might say, your Minister would not approve.” “My Minister does as he is told!” the Prince asserted. “And must we ask your grandmother’s permission?” Even