“You’re so ugly,” Belinda whined, briefly claiming his grace’s attention. “Who are you?” he demanded. She blinked in surprise. “I’m Belinda, of… — Tamara Lejeune Copy Share Image
“My aunt seems to think you need rescuing, sir,” Viola laughed. “Are you afraid of me?” “Terrified,” he replied, chuckling. “See? I’m… — Tamara Lejeune Copy Share Image
