The group of noblewomen waiting ahead had clearly been watching their approach long before Lady Stormlow and the princess reached them.
By the time the two stopped before them, they were already poised in perfect formation.
The hostess smiled with practiced ease.
"Ladies," she said fluidly, "may I present Her Royal Highness, the Crown Princess Ilaria of Noctharis."
Almost in unison, the women dipped into graceful curtsies, their jeweled hairpieces glinting beneath the chandelier light. "Your Royal Highness."
The greeting came like a soft chorus.
Lady Stormlow turned slightly toward Ilaria, her hand gesturing politely as she began the introductions.
"Your Highness, this is Duchess Valerine of House Halcrest," she said, indicating a tall woman dressed in deep garnet velvet.
The Duchess carried herself with the confidence of someone long accustomed to influence. Beside her stood a younger woman in midnight green silk.
