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LIAM
Up and coming.
That was the polite term people used when referring to my family. By
means of dirty magic, some added behind closed doors. We were an
unknown quantity, yet untested—forget ‘Two households, both alike in
dignity.’ That was Shakespeare, and this was hardly fair Verona.
So, no ancient fatal feuds for us, thanks. No tales of star-crossed lovers
either—just Adam Harrington and me, and a regrettable, drunken hookup
over a year ago.
Anyway.
I adjusted my suit jacket, a bit snug around the shoulders over my fairly
tall frame, while the door guards were judging me for dawdling outside the
ballroom. All right, no time like the present. If you can’t beat them, join
them.
As my mind drew a blank on further motivational quotes, I squared my
shoulders and strode into the ballroom. Alone. Because unlike others, I
didn’t need to demonstrate my status by parading arm candy around. Not
casting shade or anything, just stating an innocent fact.
Since they had no skin in the game, the Blackwood family was hosting.
For tonight, this meant their sprawling mansion on the outskirts of London
was neutral ground—check your coats and hostile intentions at the door.
At first glance, it could have been any high-society gathering or posh
charity event. Expensive fabric draped over equally expensive guests,
bowtied waiters offered champagne and microscopic canapés, and gossip,
no doubt, flowed freely. The grand hall, with its high ceilings and marble
floors, echoed with the clink of crystal and soft laughter.
At second glance, a few details registered that would have seemed odd
to the uninitiated observer. The walls emitted a soft, natural glow that
illuminated the room, a water fountain at the centre danced to the tinkling
notes of a piano, and a fragrance of fresh blossoms layered the air without
clear origin. A chandelier that was more a work of art than a light fixture
pulsed gently with a spectrum of colours, casting a kaleidoscope of
shadows that played on the guests’ faces. It was one of my designs, and
seeing it so prominently displayed made me tip up my chin.
In a far corner of the room, the Prime Minister, flanked by two advisors,
looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. I couldn’t blame him, what with
how he was surrounded by people who could kill him without breaking a
sweat. Not me. While I could easily devise the tools, I didn’t have the
stomach for using them.
Well then. Game face on.
I accepted a glass from a passing waitress with a murmured thanks. She
shot me a surprised glance from underneath demurely lowered lashes, and
right, yeah. Acknowledging the hired help was not industry standard in
these circles. But five years ago, I might have been in her place—just
enough magic potential to orbit around those who mattered.
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