Rani turned to Milan with a more formal bow.
"Prince Milan. This is a rare honor. You so seldom accept invitations to social engagements."
"Mistress Rani," Milan acknowledged with a respectful nod.
"Your reputation for discretion and quality made this an easy decision."
Then Rani's attention shifted to Jolthar, and her expression became intrigued.
"And you must be Baron Jolthar Kaezhlar. The young man who has set the entire capital talking." She bowed, deeper than she had for the princes.
"Welcome to the Pinkblosom House. I've arranged a very special evening for you."
"Special how?" Jolthar asked with a slight smile.
"Because I've learned that 'special' in places like this can mean anything from exceptional hospitality to elaborate assassination attempts."
Rani's laugh was genuine and delighted.
