They get to know each other and the beginnings of a romance develops in a palace garden by the festival.
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She suddenly, with the imperiousness that betrayed regal training, put her hands on his shoulders. It was open invitation to kiss her again.
Not if the whole palace had crumbled about them could Gordon have resisted doing so. And again, the feel of her slim, electrically alive figure in his arms, the touch of sweet, breathless lips, shook him.
. . .
"I almost believe that you love me--"
"Lianna, I do!" burst from Gordon.
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