CHAPTER FOURFor a moment it seemed as if everyone in the salon was turned to stone.
Only Lady Delyth was completely self-assured as she curtsied to the Duke with a gesture that was somehow both mocking and ironic.
“I have brought Your Grace good news, which I am sure you are anxious to hear.”
The Duke did not speak, but Benedicta watching, thought she had never seen a woman who was so beautiful, so glittering or so glamorous.
Lady Delyth was wearing a gown of emerald green silk which, with its low décolletage and transparent overskirt, made her appear as alluring and at the same time, as dangerous as a snake.
There were emeralds round her long white neck and shining in her dark hair and in Benedicta’s eyes she looked as if she came from another world and was not human in the ordinary
