Seraphina Sterling felt the corners of her mouth growing stiff. 'Grandpa has completely transformed into a motormouth! A motormouth who won't stop singing his own praises! And once he gets started, there's no end to it!'
She was too embarrassed to even look up. She figured that by tomorrow, more than half of Aethelgard's high society would know she had gotten into Aethelgard University.
Seraphina Sterling was feeling the heat, and Nadia Chapman was no exception.
A cream-white, form-fitting gown outlined her exquisite figure, its open back revealing smooth, fair, and alluring skin. Her black hair was coiled in an updo, and an exquisite diamond necklace hung from her neck, lending her an air of nobility and grace. Tonight, she was the very picture of a high-society belle.
