Catheryne was in another tablecloth, but she had had a word with the seamstresses and at least this time her dress was fit for a small table instead o... a banquet hall.It was, of course, a public event; there must be honor to the First Lance, even if no one particularly liked him. Everyone was there: the Queen, her father, Moya Tilmitt, all the ministers, Master Talten, Master Jaine, Mistress Daravon, Mistress Stelmarine... And of course Master Paitr Domenicos, whom Catheryne was not. The Hartley's both placed their small carry-ons on the table as instructed. They had brought just a few changes of clothes with them and had only purchased one or two trinkets. They were confident of passing easily through customs. So they thought. The agent moved with an annoying air of officiousness as he unzipped Jim's bag and peered inside. He reached into the bag, moved a few items around, and then turned his attention to the other bag.Three disreputable looking soldiers were leaning. ’ As they were walking away, Selena leaned toward him anxiously asked, ‘Are you alright Mr. McKenzie?’ Liam gave her an irritated frown, but he bent to whisper in her ear. ‘If you are expecting other people to believe that you’re my sister, you’d better start calling me Liam.’ Selena swallowed hard. His husky voice and warm breath on her neck had caused a shiver to run up her spine, and it wasn’t from dread. ‘Alright…Liam. Are you alright? Did that man hurt you?’ Liam looked even more annoyed,. Hidden behind her copy of Elle was the real reason my travel companion was so engrossed - she was reading a porn magazine! No wonder she was smiling and squirming in her seat, I thought to myself. And just maybe all the good ones aren't straight after all!She suddenly looked up and caught my eye. There were no two ways about it, I'd been caught completely red handed staring. Caught or not, I couldn't help but continue to look. I was spellbound by her beauty, even more so now I knew what she was.