The Secret Baby by London James

Author:London James [James, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Avery

The room beyond the double wooden doors is nothing short of breathtaking. Set at the back of the main palace building, away from the curious eyes of anyone at the front, the bedroom is built into the curve of a tower and encased nearly completely in glass. Heavy dark blue and gold velvet curtains hang from the windows and pull back to provide a clear view of the grounds beyond.

The sun is setting outside, but the room glows with illumination from modernized sconces positioned along the walls. While they look like they once held torches, the ornate stone holders are fitted with curved light bulbs that give the impression of flame but offer far more stable and reliable light. One side of the room features a collection of furniture in the same dark blue and gold, and out of the corner of my eye, I notice a fireplace set against one of the few solid segments of wall.

But that's not what has my attention. My eyes are locked on the massive four-poster bed set on a round platform at the far end of the room. There's something draped across the cream-and-gold comforter, and it's so beautiful I almost don't want to approach it for fear of making it dissolve away if I get too close.

“Go ahead,” Owen says.

I glance up at him and then follow his encouraging nod across the polished marble floor to the bed. The gown is an unexpected shade of blush pink and studded with crystals that shimmer in the glow of the lamps. My hand shakes when I reach out to touch it.

“This is amazing,” I whisper, unsure if I can even get my voice loud enough for him to hear me.

“Do you like it?” he asks.

Holding the gown to my chest, I turn to nod at him.

“It's gorgeous,” I say. “How did you…”

“I started thinking about asking you to come here yesterday,” he admits. “There's no dressmaker on staff here, but the one from Calidonia was able to get that here on time. She sent me pictures of probably thirty dresses. As soon as I saw that one, I knew it was yours.” He points to a smaller door to one side. “My dressing room is right through there. I'll get ready and meet you at the top of the steps.”

He disappears into the next room, and I make a delighted sound as I twirl around. I'm so busy admiring how the dress looks held up against me; I almost forget to put it on. Finally, I come to my senses and rest the gown back on the bed so I can undress. The fabric is ethereal against my skin as it drifts down over my head and settles around my body. Rushing to where Owen put down my bags, I grab the one with my hair supplies and makeup and perch on the cushioned bench in front of a large vanity.

I could spend hours sitting right here, but my heart pounding in my chest and the nervous fluttering in my belly urges me to go faster so I can get to Owen.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.