Chapter Four“It – is not – true!” Angelina stammered in a frightened little voice.
“It is true!” the Prince answered. “When I saw you standing in the Ministry hall, it was as if a light enveloped you.”
He paused for a moment looking at Angelina in a way that made her tremble.
Then he continued,
“The air of Cephalonia quivers with a brilliant yet soft light that is famous all over Greece. I had never seen it anywhere else in the world until I saw you.”
“H-how can you – say things like that?” Angelina asked, almost beneath her breath.
“You are so beautiful,” the Prince replied, “so exactly what I have been looking for all my life and now, when I have found you, I can do nothing about it.”
There was a throb of pain in his voice that made Angelina want to put out her hands towards him.
