*Mary*
Fortunately, there is no line at the seamstress, and the woman works quickly. Soon, I'm back in the ballroom, spotting my fiance standing with a group of gentlemen. I put on a smile and glide over with all the grace and poise I can muster.
"Gentlemen, forgive my intrusion," I say, smiling even more brightly, batting my eyelashes as though a cinder has flown into my eyes. "My dear Fitz, may I have a word?"
"Shortly. As soon as I'm finished…" He starts.
I Cut him off. "This is important. I fear it can't wait."
"A man is a fool," beta Chesney says, "to spend his time prattling with men when he can be in the company of a beautiful She-wolf."
"You are quite right, of course," Fitz agrees, before offering me his arm.
I wait until we're in an alcove, hidden from prying eyes, before
