James' gaze shifted toward the grand staircase, and his breath caught in his throat. Lady Valeria appeared at the top of the staircase.
For several seconds, she simply stood there and looked down at the wide hall as though she was taking note of the people waiting for her.
She did not speak, though she did not need to because her presence alone had succeeded in commanding the attention of everyone in the hall…James included.
She wore a deep red silk gown that flowed around her body like liquid. The rich fabric caught the light with every subtle movement, creating a striking contrast against the dark surroundings.
The gown hugged her figure before falling in long, graceful folds around her legs, while a high slit revealed one leg with every slow step she took.
There was nothing hurried about her movements. She placed one hand lightly against the railing and began descending the grand staircase with slow, steady steps. She looked completely unbothered.
